The fake Taoist priest glared at Wang Laosan fiercely.

"Don't be fooled. It's the evil spirit inside crying for help, not your mother. If you open it now, all your efforts will be wasted."

After hearing this, Wang Laosan stopped thinking about helping his mother out and instead looked towards the steamer to comfort his mother.

"Mom, the master said that the evil spirit will soon be eliminated. Just be patient and the illness will be cured."

[This is ridiculous! The water is already at 100 degrees Celsius. It could kill people.]

[Anchor, what the hell are you doing? You're still standing here, someone's about to die.]

[If I don't stop him now, I can't really wait for him to die.]

[Speechless, I didn't expect that I had misjudged the person.]

[No, you've all been watching the anchor's live stream for so long, you know who he is, right? He wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die, so don't be impatient.]

[Hey guys, look, the person inside hasn't cried for help anymore. He must have fainted.]

Wang Dali couldn't stay any longer. Seeing that Ji Yu still didn't move, he threw the pipe in his hand and rushed out.

Wang Laosan immediately stopped Wang Dali.

"What are you doing? Don't delay my mother's treatment."

Wang Dali pointed at the steamer and said angrily, "You're treating me? You're killing me! You're killing me!"

The two fake Taoist priests snorted coldly and pretended to count with their fingers.

"Time's up, the evil has been eliminated, you can open the steamer."

"Hey, okay."

Wang Laosan climbed up the ladder happily, opened the steamer, and a large piece of cooked meat was lifted up with a rich meaty aroma.

"ah--"

Wang Laosan's face turned pale and he fell to the ground.

[Fuck, this is disgusting.]

[Ahhh, I haven't seen it yet. This mosaic is so timely. ]

[Wait, Sister Ji Yu, you really didn't help me when I was dying. I didn't expect that I was wrong about you.]

The viewers in the live broadcast room began to blame Ji Yu angrily, and Zhang Nannan looked up at Shen Baizhou opposite her helplessly.

"Mr. Shen, Master..."

"That's fine. There's no need to ban them. It will only backfire."

"oh oh."

Zhang Nannan lowered her head and looked back into the live broadcast room. Ji Yu, who had been standing still, suddenly moved, raised her foot, and kicked back the two fake Taoist priests who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to leave.

"Where do you want to go?"

The two of them hurriedly got up and prepared to push Ji Yu away: "Get out of the way."

But he found that the woman in front of him didn't move at all.

Having lost the best time to escape, the two fake Taoists were caught by the angry Wang Laosan.

"You're a liar!"

Seeing his old mother turned into a pool of rotten flesh, Wang Laosan regained consciousness.

"I'm going to call the police. You're killing people. It's intentional homicide."

The two fake Taoist priests panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down.

"What do you mean by intentional homicide? You did it voluntarily. We signed an agreement. It's consensual."

[How shameless.]

[What the hell, how can you kill someone and still act so confidently?]

The villagers who were originally watching the show came forward to help and held down the two fake Taoist priests.

Wang Laosan took out his phone and started to call the police. Ji Yu suddenly said, "Call 120 as well."

"What are you doing? My mother is dead. Is there any hope that the hospital can save her?"

"Maybe it's this process. It's basically the same when I watch TV. Regardless of whether someone dies or not, the police and ambulance are always there."

Ji Yu opened his mouth, then closed it silently, continuing to adhere to the principle that silence is golden.

When the police arrived and heard the whole story, they could hardly control the expression on their faces.

The police officer has lost control of his facial expression and is speechless.

So what? So the host really didn't care about Grandma Wang's life or death?

[I can't believe it. I can't believe that the person I've been chasing for so long is like this.]

I'm very disappointed. Really disappointed. I'll just treat it as though all the money I gave to the streamer was wasted.

"Doctor, the patient is in the room. He has been in the steamer for too long and has fainted."

"Ah? In the steamer?"

It was the first time that the doctors and nurses had encountered such a situation. As soon as they entered the room, they actually carried a person out.

Ji Yu quickly said, "The patient's name is Wang Cuilan. She had three sons. The eldest and second sons died young, leaving only the third son. Look, that's the one crying now."

The nurse found Wang Laosan.

"Wang Laosan, right? Your mother needs emergency treatment now. You should come over here too."

The three Wang brothers, who were crying uncontrollably around a pile of rotten meat, were stunned.

"Nurse, what are you talking about? My mother has been steamed into a pile of rotten meat. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have believed the liar and the feudal superstition."

The nurse took one look at the rotten meat and said unhappily, "It's just a pile of pork."

"ha?"

【ah? 】

【？ ？ ？ ？ ？ 】

The live broadcast room was filled with question marks.

[How could it be pork? There are so many people in the live broadcast room. Everyone saw the old woman go in by herself.]

I didn't blink at all the time, and definitely didn't miss a single minute. There's no way I could have gotten out of the steamer and into my room.

[But the person lying on the stretcher is really that old woman.]

[Other livestreaming rooms might seem like ghosts, but when it comes to Ji Yujie's, there's no need to think about it. It must be Ji Yujie doing something in there.]

[That's right, I'm saying this. I've been watching the anchor's live stream for so long, and I don't think he's the kind of person who takes money and doesn't do anything.]

Ji Yu: This person really understands me.

"Then why didn't you stop it from the beginning? Why did you let everyone misunderstand you?"

[How foolish of you! You just went up and stopped them. How would they believe you? You just curse at the streamer at every turn, and don't even bother to think about it. I've memorized some of your IDs. You'll never get the streamer's divination in your lifetime.]

I've finally realized that the host has good intentions. Only if this is thoroughly carried out will Granny Wang and Wang Dali truly repent and even be grateful to the host, and only then will the two scammers be punished.

[Indeed, if someone were to step forward and stop them at first, these superstitious people would definitely not believe it. Instead, they would think that the host was stopping them from getting treatment, and their good intentions might be interpreted as ulterior motives.]

[I apologize, Sister Ji Yu, I'm sorry, you will always be my sister.]

[I am short-sighted. From now on, you will be my only sister.]

[Sister, you are my God.]

Perhaps out of guilt and apology, many people started to give gifts crazily in the live broadcast room.

Even those who always advocate free stuff contributed one dollar.

Wang Dali realized that he had misunderstood Ji Yu, scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm so sorry, host, I almost misunderstood you."

"It's okay, I didn't say anything."