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Chapter 117: You are responsible 4

On the wall, the old ghost stuck his head out and looked at Feng Mo, praising him loudly.

"Don't gloat about your misfortune, be careful of Xiaoyi hitting you." Bai Sofa stood on tiptoe and peeked at the door of Lin Yi's room, completely forgetting that it was so big and integrated, so there was no difference between peeking and looking openly.

"It struck me by lightning. What kind of character does it take to have such good luck?" The tengu, who looked like a raccoon cat, squatted on the ground and watched the fun with his eyes wide open.

"No character." The butterfly insect in the flowerpot threw out the finishing touch.

"Pa." Lin Yi slammed the head of the bed, and the people watching the excitement outside the bedroom suddenly dispersed, and everyone returned to their own places to continue watching the excitement.

They are not humans, so they don't need to get close to watch the fun.

"Here you go, Bing Liangshuang." Holding a big fan and a bottle of water, Xiao Song rushed into Lin Yi's bedroom and handed it to Lin Yi. While waving the fan towards Feng Mo, he said, "Poor,

I don’t think that’s the case. Before you ask for help, write down all the beneficiaries of your property as me, and then try to get into trouble. I really don’t understand the issue of money circulation. Come on, I’ll give you a fan.

Xiao Song sighed and shook his head while fanning Feng Mo. He didn't know what effect it would have by fanning Feng Mo.

Lin Yi was too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Song, stretched out his hand, poured the cold frost on his hand, and began to rub it all over Feng Mo's body.

The ointment she used at first was to control the damage caused by lightning strikes to Feng Mo's body, but now this ointment was necessary to repair Feng Mo's body.

"One million for a bottle, remember this for you." Xiao Song fanned Feng Mo diligently, while calculating the cost of the medicine on Feng Mo's head.

This is the best medicine, a bottle is hard to find in the world, and one million is considered a small amount.

"It's my fault." Lin Yi said without raising his head.

"What?" Xiaosong was suddenly shocked, staring at Lin Yi with round eyes and said: "Is it you? You prodigal son, why do you want the God of Wealth to be struck by lightning when you have nothing to do? You have too much money, you?"

It's too much, it's simply too much, you prodigal daughter, I don't care, you have to get me a bottle of medicine."

Hearing that it was Lin Yi's fault that Feng Mo was like this, Xiao Song immediately threw down his fan in a rage, turned around and walked out of the bedroom door.

If Feng Mo didn't do it, then it can't ask Feng Mo for money.

Moreover, Lin Yi's prodigal son actually wants him to pay for Feng Mo's treatment. Damn it, he won't fan him. It's a waste of expression.

Xiao Song rushed out of the bedroom angrily, ignoring Feng Mo and Lin Yi.

Lin Yi had long been accustomed to Xiaosong, who loved money as much as her life. At this moment, she continued the work she was doing without raising her head.

"Xiao... Yi, you... you have... seen me... and... touched me... you have to be... responsible..." Just after wiping his hand on his thigh, Feng Mo's hoarse and dark voice suddenly sounded,

He was intermittently as if he might not be able to speak at any moment, but he managed to hold back a long sentence.

Lin Yi raised his head and looked at Feng Mo who slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. In an instant, he suddenly had the urge to smash the medicine in his hand onto Feng Mo's face.

Damn, does he know he's seriously injured?

Does he know that he almost died?

What is hard to think about, what is hard to talk about, these words come out as soon as I wake up, which makes me really angry.

"Responsible? I'll copy you and remake you." Lin Yi threw a sentence towards Feng Mo bitterly.
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