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

Feng Yin nodded slightly and did not reply.

But they were just passers-by in life, and she didn't really care.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, she risked her life to save a baby and a frustrated mother, to Feng Yin, it really was nothing.

She calculated that nothing would happen to her.

Just roll with it.

"Show her hands!"

Li Sanyi couldn't bear it any longer. Others were listening to Feng Yin's speech, and he kept looking at Feng Yin's bleeding palms.

Feng Yin was helped downstairs and treated with dignity into the VIP nursing room. A very professional surgeon treated her wounds.

When the blood-soaked gauze was lifted, everyone gasped.

"Are you stupid? It hurts so much that you don't know how to speak!"

Li Sanyi was really a little angry. The wounds were shocking and the skin was torn apart.

How on earth did she manage to remain silent!

Is this still the same Feng Yin who had to take a break because his hand scratched his skin?
"Who are you calling stupid?"

Feng Yin's eyes were raised slightly, and his tone was so oppressive that Li San was frightened for a second.

"I'm stupid, I'm stupid, my ancestor, you are still an artist, this hand -"

"Quiet."

Feng Yin silenced everyone, and the doctor also opened his mouth and kicked them out.

Only the doctor, the helping nurse and Feng Yin were left in the room.

"Feng Yin, your hand is really serious. You should take a picture. I'm afraid of hurting the bones or tendons inside."

"Don't worry, it won't hurt. I know for sure."

The doctor looked at Feng Yin with disapproval, and even threatened Officer Wang to come in.

"Do you think I'll listen?"

"If you don't listen to the police, you must listen to the doctor. I won't hurt you! Take a X-ray, or I won't suture you."

"I'm leaving."

Feng Yin left as soon as he could, but was stopped by the doctor again. With various sighs from the doctor, the wound was sutured. "Your skills are really good."

After praising him, Feng Yin stood up without any pain, opened the door with a smile, and greeted the trio to leave.

The doctor walked out of the room and stood with Officer Wang at the door, looking at the back and sighing together.

Nothing to do, nothing to do.

After Feng Yin left the hospital with the trio, he did not return to the community, but went to the largest traditional Chinese medicine market in the area.

While picking and choosing, Feng Yin gathered together the medicinal materials she needed. She spent a lot of money and felt a little heartbroken.

Feng Yin, who was carrying the medicine and getting into the car, began to think about whether the police station could give her some bonus. If so, how much would it be?
"Wind Yin?"

Li Sanyi shouted back, interrupting Feng Yin's train of thought.

"Say."

"Your hand is injured. We won't be able to broadcast live recently."

This issue really needs to be thought about carefully.

Feng Yin looked out the window. Is there any live broadcast that can be done without using hands?
"Boss, let's go on a trip?"

Lin Yu suddenly spoke, and everyone in the car looked at her. She said excitedly: "I'll pay for it!"

"make a deal!"

"Where to go?"

"when are we leaving?"

Each of the three people was more active than the other, and they couldn't wait to leave in the next second.

Lin Yu hadn't thought about these issues yet, it was just a thought. She subconsciously looked at Feng Yin.

"boss?"

"You spend the money and I decide?"

Lin Yu nodded wildly, listened to the boss's words, and followed him firmly.

Feng Yin immediately showed off his fortune-telling temperament. He crossed his legs subconsciously, twisted the fingers of his right hand, and calculated the heavenly stems and earthly branches. He had the air to calculate all the injustices in the world.

"According to the weather forecast——"