Chapter 107: Ji Hanxiao, the best psychiatrist I know

Guan Qian's reply was very fast: [??? 】

[Sick? 】

Ji Hanxiao: [Don't. 】

Money manager: [Don't appear in front of me, or your mother won't know you when I beat you.] 】

Ji Hanxiao: [I'm sorry, you can't beat it. 】

At this time, Ye Qianxing's eyes were shining, watching everyone raise the price, and the price had jumped to 100,000 star coins.

Or meditative.

I can't see that this little pheasant is still quite rich.

Ye Qianxing smiled: "One hundred thousand times!" ”

"One hundred thousand twice!"

"One hundred thousand three times!"

"Deal!"

"Leftovers, obtained by meditation, please pay, these are yours now."

100,000 Star Coins! Leftovers, as soon as this combination of words came out, the contemplative face turned green.

Reluctantly, I made a transfer and went to eat.

Ye Qianxing looked at the 100,000 star coins that had been credited to the account, and turned around in place.

Holding the little fluffy head, I touched it several times.

"Xiaoxiao, it's so simple to make money."

"It's so fun~"

Ji Hanxiao was tickled by the woman's hand, and he was very comfortable to touch, and he resisted the desire to stick out his tongue and lick people: "Roar~~"

100,000, that's a little bigger.

If you are given 8 billion, you still have to cry excitedly?

Cry out?

Ji Hanxiao's fingers were about to move, and he sent a message to the person in charge of money: [Or, you return the 8 billion to me. 】

Money management: [Ji Hanxiao! I know the best psychiatric doctor and recommend you to check it out. 】

Ji Hanxiao: [Give money. 】

Money manager: [Labor and management really owe you a special amount in their last life. 】

[Transfer 8 billion.] 】

Ji Hanxiao: [Next time you make money, transfer it to me.] 】

Money manager: [Transfer your uncle! 】

System: [I'm sorry, you are no longer a friend of the other party, please add the other party first and start the chat.] 】

Looking at the red exclamation mark, a certain irritable old man slapped the light brain: "!! ”

"Dog!"

After processing the rest of the food, Ye Qianxing gave the boiled herbs to Nan Nan and Feng to drink.

A bowl of pitch black is important and exudes a disgusting taste.

Nan Nan swallowed hard: "Xingxing, are you sure you won't drink the dead?" ”

Blast pinched his nose: "Is this really wound medicine?" Not poison? ”

"Actually, I think I'm quite resilient, and it's okay if I don't drink it."

Ye Qianxing poked the wounds of the two people: "Did you see it?" It's already red, and the flesh is white, and it's a little inflamed, and if you don't care about it, you will get infected. ”

"I also have a fever."

Ye Qianxing said as he smashed the herb he had just found.

In fact, she could alchemy pills for them, or make ointments.

It's just that during this live broadcast, these are inconvenient, and they involve Shenhuo and Dan Furnace.

Ye Qianxing still used the most primitive method to boil the medicine.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Hurricane suddenly put the medicine aside and said to the fans, "Do you want to try it?" ”

"It's a bit weird, but it's from your goddess."

"You always say that you like the goddess, you can't just like the sweetness of the goddess."

"You have to try all the flavors of the goddess."

The wind stimulates the fans.

Everyone is indeed curious about this medicine.

[I'll try.] 】

[Little madman, let me tell you, even if the goddess gives me poison, I will drink it. 】

【I drink too!】 】

Everyone is like a strong man, and they drink it all.

【Vomit ......】

【Poof......】

[Vomiting ......]

【Water ...... Water!!! 】

[Little madman, your fans have died, please activate with food.] 】