Live broadcast carving, the police started to pay attention to it

Chapter 170, you are all black fans!

Lin Yu opened the door and looked at Feng Xiaomo standing at the door.

Lin Yu looked surprised. He didn't expect Feng Xiaomo to come over so quickly: "You move very quickly, come in and sit down!"

"Thank you."

Feng Xiaomo looked around. The villa was quite luxuriously decorated.

Lin Yu walked to the computer: "Feng Xiaomo is already here. Didn't you say she is quite rich? How much should I charge?"

[100 million, it can’t be lower. 】

[That's a rich woman. If you don't take enough, you just look down on me, Sister Feng. 】

[It goes without saying that you have to add money. Anything less will not work. 】

[Big sister, internet celebrity, I’ve received too little, can you be worthy of Sister Feng? 】

[Money must be added...]

Feng Xiaomo walked to the side and looked at the comment area.

His face turned dark

Do you still want a face?

You are still asking fans how much they charge. Do you think I am rich and are planning to blackmail me?

Feng Xiaomo: "Doctor, you can take as much as you want."

Lin Yu chuckled: "This is not good!"

"But you must cure my cancer, and you must not use cheap medicines or skimp on medicinal materials. I will naturally pay you the medical fees."

Feng Xiaomo put forward the conditions because he was afraid that this guy would use cheap medicine.

Save money when you can. This is a common method used by black Chinese medicine practitioners.

Lin Yu: "Am I that kind of person?"

Feng Xiaomo complained in his heart: You are...

"Sit down first, and I will take your pulse and then give you a prescription based on your specific situation."

Feng Xiaomo: "Do you have a place to brew medicine here?"

"You still want to make medicine here?"

"I still have to live here, and I still need you to help me prepare medicine. Most big hospitals have wards, but you don't have one here?"

"This is my home, where is the ward?"

"You are your patient now. I live here and prepare medicine here. This is not too much!"

I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, not a nanny.

Why should I take care of you?

This is not a big loss.

Before she even made any money, she became a nanny.

Lin Yu said: "It's not impossible, but you have to pay more."

The live broadcast laughed like crazy.

[Haha...More money for traditional Chinese medicine. 】

[Money has to be added. My father-in-law really cares about money! 】

[Why do I feel that my father-in-law has suffered a huge loss because he has to become Sister Feng’s nanny and he hasn’t received a penny! 】

[Money must be added, it won’t work without adding money. 】

Feng Xiaomo nodded: "No problem, we will settle the settlement together then. I want to give you [-] yuan for medical treatment. Let me know when you use it up. If you don't use it up, it will be your medical fee."

Feng Xiaomo is an internet celebrity.

A mere one hundred thousand, without blinking an eye, he took out one hundred thousand in cash from his bag.

[Only one hundred thousand, this is looking down on my father-in-law. My father-in-law is a miraculous doctor in the realm of ghosts and gods. One hundred thousand is not enough. 】

[Sister Feng was so generous that she directly paid for the consultation fee. 】

[As expected of an Internet celebrity, she never blinks a hundred thousand eyes. 】

[Upstairs, one hundred thousand is nothing to Sister Feng. She came back after a live broadcast. 】

Lin Yu said: "Sit down and let me feel your pulse. We will discuss the consultation fee later. Actually, I don't care about the consultation fee at all."

not give a damn about?
Just dress it up!

Lin Yu really doesn't care. Just selling porcelain costs tens of millions, and there are still many unsold porcelains kept at home. In terms of assets, Lin Yu may not have less money than Feng Xiaomo.

I once picked up Tang Bohu's picture scroll and it was worth [-] million.

There are other scrolls, all worth hundreds of thousands.

Lin Yu felt his pulse: "Can't you sleep at night?"

"kindness."

"Are your hands shaking?"

"shake."

"Exhausted?"

Feng Xiaomo nodded. She had all these symptoms.

Lin Yu picked up the pen next to him and wrote several medicines: "Follow this recipe, go get the medicine, bring it back and cook it yourself."

Feng Xiaomo took the prescription and asked, "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Of course it's Chinese medicine. This is the Swelling and Guijian Decoction. If you drink it for a week, there will be no problem."

Feng Xiaomo exclaimed: "It's that simple?" "Of course, it's just a minor illness. Do you think it's a serious illness? You'll be fine in a week, and there's no need for surgery. You are a singer. If you have surgery, it's okay." There’s a certain impact on the throat.”

Feng Xiaomo nodded, she also knew this.

That’s why I chose Chinese medicine.

It would be best if it could be cured without surgery.

Feng Xiaomo said: "Aren't you a Chinese medicine doctor? Don't you have a pharmacy?"

“Does Chinese medicine have to have a pharmacy?”

"Then you go and get the medicine for me."

Lin Yu:? ? ? ? ? ?

Can I help you get medicine?
Sister, it’s not me who’s sick, do you still have to ask me to boil the medicine for you?
Train services?

You are so beautiful...

Just when Lin Yu was about to speak, Feng Xiaomo continued: "Look, I'm sick and my whole body is weak. It's not easy to get to you. Can you help me get the medicine and I can help you live broadcast?"

Lin Yu smiled and said: "My fans will not agree."

[I agree. I haven’t seen Sister Feng for a long time. Let Sister Feng help you live broadcast. 】

[We all agree, let Sister Feng live broadcast, and you can go buy some medicine and make some medicine! 】

【Deduction 1 for Agree·····】

【agree···】

【1····】

【1····】

【1····】

Lin Yu was speechless, you are all black fans.

Are they my fans or Feng Xiaomo’s fans?

Taking medicine and decoction, am I becoming a nanny?

Feng Xiaomo smiled: "Look, all your fans agree."

"They are all anti-fans. Didn't you see that they didn't send gifts?" Lin Yu defended;

'Da Vinci sent a thousand paper cranes...'

'Fan No. [-] sent a rocket...'

'Supporters of traditional Chinese medicine sent two rockets...'

At this time, various gifts were sent out in the live broadcast room.

Lin Yu was dumbfounded.

Do all anti-fans give gifts now?
Lin Yu said helplessly: "Okay, since you are a patient, I will prepare and decoct the medicine for you. It's strange, now the anti-fans have started giving gifts."

Feng Xiaomo sat in front of the computer.

Feng Xiaomo said: "Hello everyone, I am Feng Xiaomo. As you know, I have terminal cancer."

"When I get better, I will definitely sing for everyone."

[Sister Feng, don’t worry. With your father-in-law here, your disease will definitely be cured. You must believe in Chinese medicine and your father-in-law. 】

[My father-in-law is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the realm of ghosts and gods. Even the professor admires my father-in-law’s medical skills. He will definitely cure you. 】

[There is no big problem. In the eyes of my father-in-law, cancer is just a minor problem, no different from a cold. 】

[If your father-in-law can't cure it, the world can cure your disease. 】

[AIDS can be cured, let alone cancer. 】

Feng Xiaomo looked at the barrage and wondered, "Why do you all call him father-in-law?"

Feng Xiaomo chats with fans.

Lin Yu went out to grab medicine.

The live broadcast room responded immediately.

Feng Xiaomo looked at the responses in the live broadcast room and understood that he was not only a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but also a master of appraisal.

What?
Pick up Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting.

Pick up the missing Shuanglong longevity coin.

Although Feng Xiaomo didn't know what Shuanglong longevity coins were, he knew that Tang Bohu's paintings were very valuable.

[Sister Feng, I will cook the medicine later and let my father-in-law feed it to you. You are a patient now and need to be taken care of. 】

[Yes, it’s better to let your father-in-law feed you. You are a patient, so you can’t move around! 】

[Let your father-in-law serve you with all his heart. 】

【Make trouble, make trouble...】

[You have spent money, and your father-in-law should serve you unconditionally. You must let him serve you. 】

Feng Xiaomo smiled.

These are Lin Yu's fans, and the fans are thinking about doing something, and Du Xian is thinking about causing trouble and making the anchor look ugly.

She knew this very well.

There were many such fans during her live broadcast.

This is not a hater, but a true fan.

It's the love for a fan that makes it like this.

(End of this chapter)