The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

After Sang Feiwan recovered his spiritual power, he returned to Beijing City, while Yu Beiming continued to return to Dongshi City to film the scene of King Shou.

At Jiangyue Villa, the tree demons happily welcomed Sang Feiwan's return.

The willow tree demon also said to Sang Feiwan: "Great Immortal, where have you been these past few days? Yu Beiming called me several times that day in order to find you. The tone on the phone was anxious."

Sang Feiwan frowned, and finally realized something strange.

Why does Yu Beiming care so much about himself?

He just went out to do something and didn't tell anyone around him, so he called everywhere in a hurry to ask.

Later, when he found out where she was going, he didn't even have time to change into costumes, so he rushed over to help her.

This friendship is beyond ordinary friends.

If not ordinary friends, what are they?

She thought for a long time, and suddenly it dawned on her:

They are not just ordinary friends. Do you think of yourself as a very good friend?

When I think about it this way, it feels very reasonable.

After all, they all come from the world of immortality and have the filter of being from the same country.

Sometimes we can also recall things in the world of immortality together.

That was naturally a friendship beyond ordinary friends, so it was normal for Yu Beiming to be more concerned about her.

……

When Bai Jun heard that Sang Fei was coming back late, he also came to visit and told Pang Shengyong's story.

He emphasized again: "My dad said it was just a message. Whether I see you or not is up to you."

Sang Feiwan didn't have a good impression of Pang Shengyong and didn't answer the call.

Bai Jun knew that his grandma was missing.

He chuckled: "Grandma, I want to gossip."

Sang Feiwan said, "You want to know what disease he has?"

Bai Jun said: "He doesn't look sick on the outside, but he seems to be very anxious. So, what disease does he have?"

Sang Feiwan glanced at him: "Don't ask too much about things that have nothing to do with you."

Bai Jun became even more curious: "Grandma, tell me. Otherwise, I will be so curious that I can't sleep at night."

Sang Feiwan said: "It must be something growing on the brain."

Bai Jun's eyes widened in surprise, "No wonder he's so anxious! But why didn't he go to the doctor and wanted to come to you for help?"

Sang Feiwan said: "The risk of brain surgery is too great. But I don't want to interfere casually in this matter, let alone have anything to do with him. Bai Jun, do you understand?"

Bai Jun nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand! Don't worry, grandma, I won't bother you about this matter again."

Putting aside the matter of Pang Shengyong, Bai Jun asked Sang Feiwan what his recent plans were. Do you want to take on another role, or take a break?

"Take a break for two months. We will arrange other things later."

Sang Feiwan's spiritual energy was severely overdrawn when he put out the fire. Although he has recovered now, he still wants to practice hard and consolidate his spiritual energy during this period.

"Then I know. Grandma, please take a good rest during this period. Whenever you want to work, just say hello."

……

Pang Shengyong got up early in the morning and had another headache, reminding him that something was growing in his brain that shouldn't be growing.

With his wealth, he can go to the best hospital, hire the best doctor, and use the best medicine.

All the doctors also told him that the surgery should be done as soon as possible and he could not delay it any longer.

But after all, it is a craniotomy, and no one can guarantee its success. Even if you successfully save your life, there may be other sequelae.

He is only sixty. In the past sixty years, he has been making waves in the business and has accumulated more and more wealth.

Materially, he was extremely luxurious. Even if he ate up a poor man's house in one meal, he would never feel bad about it.

In love, he was even more of a libertine. Even in his sixties, he still supported starlets and enjoyed a life like an emperor sitting in a harem.

But now, a disease has put the issue of life and death before us in advance.

He finally became afraid.

He was afraid of death and the adverse sequelae of surgery.

Even if he could hire the best doctor to minimize the chance of sequelae, he was scared at the thought of having to operate on his brain.

In the past few nights, he had been awakened from nightmares and found it difficult to fall back asleep.

It turns out that no matter how rich you are, you will still be vulnerable to the disease!

After waiting anxiously at home for a few days, Bai Chengfeng called him and regretfully said that despite his best efforts, Miss Sang still refused to see him.

Although Pang Shengyong was disappointed, he was still unwilling to give in.

"Mr. Bai, your young master said before that if he could get Miss Nasang's connection, she would definitely help?"

Regarding this point, Bai Chengfeng has quite a say:

"That's right. Miss Sang is quite good to her fans. Previously, she specially drew a lot of peace charms and evil-proof charms for her fans, and distributed them with free shipping."

"Mr. Bai, I read online that her connection is difficult to grab. Is there any way?"

"What you can't grab is nothing serious. Generally, fans who encounter trouble are easy to grab. It's really that evil. There was an old security guard in my company who also went to grab it at the time. He got it after three attempts."

"Later, his son was almost killed by someone using sorcery. He ran to grab the connection, and he grabbed it again and again."

Hearing what Bai Chengfeng said, Pang Shengyong felt that if a security guard could grab it twice in a row, he would definitely be able to grab it too.

"Okay, I understand."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Pang Shengyong opened Sang Feiwan's live broadcast room.

He thought that since trusting connections was useless, he would also grab the connection.

I grabbed it, but if I really want to show my face... just be embarrassed if you're embarrassed! Face is not as important as life.

In the live broadcast room, as soon as Sang Feiwan appeared, fans rushed in crazily, and the messages on the public screen also surged like crazy.

[I haven’t seen Wanwan’s live broadcast for several days, and I’m not used to it. 】

[I’m so afraid that Wanwan will make enough money and stop live streaming in the future. Fortunately, Wanwan is back again. 】

[Wanwan, where have you been these days? Why not come out and broadcast live? 】

Although Sang Feiwan's expression on the screen was calm, she still patiently explained the fans' questions:

"I have some personal matters to deal with and it is not convenient to broadcast live, so I stopped broadcasting for a few days."

"Don't worry, I will definitely continue to broadcast the live broadcast, whether it makes money or not."

With Sang Feiwan's promise, everyone was very happy and prayed on the public screen:

[Let me win a connection. I want to talk to the goddess Wanwan face to face. 】

[What if there is a bloody disaster if you win? 】

[I admit it for the sake of Wanwan’s bloody disaster. Besides, Wanwanzai, what kind of bloody disaster can't be resolved? 】

Fans have great trust in Sang Feiwan, but Sang Feiwan still emphasized:

"Although I have helped many fans eliminate disasters before, there are also some disasters that are destined to be irresolvable. Forcibly resolving them will bring even worse consequences."

For example, Mo Chuan. He is destined to be a lonely man, and he will get divorced or widowed even if he gets married reluctantly.

The peach tree demon originally thought that his life was strong enough to withstand Gu Luan's life, but in the end he almost killed Mo Chuan.

"Sometimes, we have to respect our own destiny."

When she said this, her dark eyes looked at the screen, as if she could read the thoughts of the person in front of the screen.