Grandma Yun nodded obediently and replied to understand.
She looked at Feng Yin’s back and had a lot to say.
I want to say not to do dangerous live broadcasts, I want to say that she pays off her debts, and I want to say that she gives her money.
But when she talks to her mouth, she can’t say it. What qualifications are she?
“Feng Yin, do you like live broadcast?”
Thousands of words form a question, Feng Yin cleverly understands what Grandma Yun means.
Do you like live broadcast?
She probably liked it.
She likes to do different things and experience different lives. Although this is the last plane, she is still her. She doesn’t like to follow the steps and doesn’t like the life of seeing the head at a glance.
At the end, what can I exchange my life if I don’t broadcast live?
Speaking of which, she, Grandma Yun and Cheng Yanqiu also have the same fate.
“I like it.”
“That’s good.”
Grandma Yun was so smart that she stopped asking about it and transferred the topic to the medicinal materials in Feng Yin’s hand.
“You are still good at medical skills?”
“Study by yourself.”
“It’s really good!”
Feng Yin sorted out a bag and put it aside, and turned around and asked, “Aren’t you afraid?”
“At this point, what I fear most is that I will become ugly when I leave.”
Feng Yin smiled knowingly, holding up the herbal bag in his hand and said, “Please keep you beautiful.”
Unconsciously, the relationship between the two people was much closer.
Feng Yin prepared the medicine for ten days and put it all down. He personally supervised Grandma Yun to cook it herself before she let go completely.
Today, Feng Yin will not broadcast live again.