After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 39 Heatstroke

Feng Yin, who was standing at the door, took a step back subconsciously. The invisible heat wave made her cover her face with one hand and keep fanning her. The mobile phone hanging on her chest captured the scene in the house.

[Illusion?Why did I see a heat wave?At six o'clock in the morning, in a tall building? 】

【What are you doing?Are those thick curtains in the house serious?The pregnant woman's face looks a little pale. 】

[This room looks like a smoky eye. 】

The comment area was full of speculation about the dark room in front of me, but Feng Yin immediately focused on the pregnant woman.

"What's wrong! Why are there so many things going on every day? I told you to drink the soup I made for you. After drinking, there are still so many things."

"Masters have said that drinking this will definitely give birth to grandchildren."

The old lady with her back to the camera successfully made all the black fans in the live broadcast room go from hating Feng Yin to hating her with words that didn't fit her attire.

"Mom—I'm sorry, don't be angry, I'll drink—"

"Drink a fart!"

Feng Yin stepped over the luggage beside the door and supported the pregnant woman, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Black fans in the live broadcast room, I know you hate me, but please call 120, the address is... Hurry up! It is very likely to be heat stroke! If you are late, you will die!"

While Feng Yin was talking, a princess hugged the pregnant woman with a big belly.

"What are you doing! Put down my grandson! Don't hurt my grandson!"

The old lady behind turned around and hurriedly caught up, but Feng Yin had already walked to the door with the pregnant woman in her arms.

The cool breeze in the corridor made the pregnant woman gasp, but it didn't seem to be enough. Her eyes were blurred, she stretched out her hand to a place, and called out aggrievedly: Husband.

"You can't eat the wind or catch a cold! The boy has a lot of firepower and likes hot places. If you kill my eldest grandson, I'll beat you to death!"

The old lady ran after Feng Yin with a shoehorn, but Feng Yin didn't pay any attention to it, but she had to wait for the elevator, and it was too risky for her to carry the pregnant woman down the stairs alone.

"Don't move. If I let go of my hand, your eldest grandson will be dead!"

Feng Yin turned around and looked at the old lady threateningly.

The old lady with the shoehorn stopped as expected, but she was about to rush up again in a split second.

"You don't dare! Send my eldest grandson back quickly. The master said to stay in a place full of yang for 49 hours, and it's only a few minutes away! Send me back quickly!"

The old lady's words really made Feng Yin want to say a lot of things that cannot be broadcast in the live broadcast room.

"You are lucky that I am live broadcasting, otherwise I would bury the swear words up to your neck now!"

"For people like you, if I use civilized Chinese characters, it will be an insult to Chinese characters!"

"A person like you, why do you want a grandson? Are you ashamed and poisoned by you when you are born!"

【well said! Damn it, I was so angry that my fists were hardened. For the first time, I wanted to give Feng Yin some blood and fuck him to death! 】

[It's really speechless, what kind of stupid words are this, in the high temperature of forty degrees outside, let the pregnant woman stay for 49 hours! 】

[The pregnant woman’s face looks very wrong. I am a doctor. She really may have heat stroke.Cool down quickly, or you will kill two people! 】

Feng Yin was waiting for the elevator, seeing the elevator stopped on a floor, he couldn't help cursing: I——the straw sandals are so beautiful!

Feng Yin shouted loudly, his eyes searched among the corridors, looking for a place to go downstairs.

"Ding---"

The elevator has arrived.

(End of this chapter)