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Chapter 149 Don’t always use scissors (please recommend and collect)
"Old Xiong, what's wrong with you?" Tu Ding was startled and hurriedly went over to help Xiong Feng.

And patted him on the back.

However, Xiong Feng's coughing did not stop.

Still coughing up blood.

"Brother Tu, send Lao Xiong to the hospital quickly!" Cong Zhen said quickly.

He also didn't expect that Xiong Feng, who was so good at drinking, could be drunk by Helian Wanyu until he vomited blood.

If you drink this wine by yourself, you will definitely finish it right there!
But what they didn't expect was that now, Helian Wanyu had nothing to do!
"I...I feel like my stomach is about to explode. It's so uncomfortable!" Xiong Feng forced himself to sit up and leaned on the chair.

Sweat was pouring from his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.

There was still a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Looking extremely weak.

Cong Zhen quickly said: "Old Xiong, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital!"

"No! I'll just go to the hospital by myself, it's up to you guys here!" Xiong Feng waved his hand.

Tu Ding also asked: "Can you do it?"

He was the one who called over to help.

If something goes wrong.

He can't do business for his family.

"I...I can still hold on!" Xiong Feng covered his stomach, supported his body, and walked outside.

Yang Xiao quickly followed him out and supported him: "Brother Xiong, you vomited so much blood, it couldn't be a gastric perforation, right?"

"What? Gastric perforation?" Xiong Feng almost fell down.

Yang Xiao nodded seriously: "I'm not a doctor, so my diagnosis may not be accurate. You should just have stomach bleeding."

Then what are you talking about?

While Xiong Feng felt speechless, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Stomach bleeding is not a big problem.

At this time, Yang Xiao said again: "The last time I saw a young man, he vomited less blood than you. That is a symptom of gastric perforation, and this is definitely not the case for you."

What?Is it because he vomits less blood than me because he has a gastric perforation? ?
Then wouldn't I be in trouble?

Suddenly, sweat poured down Xiong Feng's back.

The clothes that were already soaked felt like they could squeeze out water at this moment.

Although he is not a doctor.

Also because he hangs out in the wine shop all year round.

What is gastric perforation?
He is very clear.

If it is true that the stomach is perforated, if treatment is not received in time, someone will die!

He couldn't help but endure the severe pain and quickened his pace to take the elevator.

Fortunately, he had the foresight.

He asked Tu Ding to call an ambulance for him in advance.

After Yang Xiao and Xiong Feng left.

in the box.

Only Tu Ding, Cong Zhen and an apologetic Helian Wanyu were left.

It's just an apology, in the eyes of both of them.

Vaguely, there is a taste of irony in it.

look down on people, right?

Uncle can bear it!

Aunt can't bear it either!

Cong Zhen was very angry.

Immediately put all the beer on the table.

He also said to Helian Wanyu: "Okay! I didn't realize that you are quite good at drinking. Okay, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you today!"

There was a trace of pity and cherishment in my heart.

Also completely broken.

Helian Wanyu lowered her head, as if embarrassed: "I...I am not a gentleman, I am a woman."

"Girls will be girls! Let's fight for beer. How do you want to drink it?" Cong Zhen's momentum continued.

It's just a leak of domineering air.

Tu Ding was stunned when he heard this.

At this time, Helian Wanyu raised her head and said, "This... how about forget it."

At this time, she has not forgotten to act.

What the hell is dedication?
This is called dedication!
"That's right, Cong Zhen, don't be impulsive!" After coming back to his senses, Tu Ding quickly grabbed Cong Zhen.

He also didn't expect such a delicate young woman.

He even drank Xiong Feng, a guy who is said to never get drunk after a thousand cups of drinking, to the point where he vomited blood!
Who would believe this?

Who will believe?
"It's okay, I just ate a lot." Cong Zhen waved his hand.

Then he looked at Helian Wanyu again: "If you continue to drink, you may not lose to her!"

He thought, drink the mixed wine that was so big just now.

If I contact her again and get a few bottles, I might be able to bring her down!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
"But……"

Tu Ding wanted to say something else, but Cong Zhen interrupted directly: "Old Tu, stop talking. We have been brothers for so many years, and you still don't understand me?"

"That's good, but remember that enough is enough, so that the green hills are left without worrying about no firewood!"

"Don't worry, I'm full. If you drink beer, you should be very clear about how much you can drink." Tu Ding said: "Okay, come on, you can't drink and I'm still here!"

"By the way, I also want ten young models!" Cong Zhen said suddenly.

Tu Ding nodded: "Okay! Don't say ten, twenty is fine too!"

When I first brought them here.

Tu Ding promised to arrange several young models for the two of them after the incident was completed.

Give them a catwalk with exclusive access!

However, at this moment, it seems that the exclusive catwalk channel belonging to the two of them may take a while to open!

Stomach perforation is no joke!
Helian Wanyu looked at Cong Zhen: "Brother Zhen, why don't you do this, I've been talking about how to drink, this time it's your turn to say, how about it?"

"Seriously?" Cong Zhen's eyes lit up.

Mixed wine won't drink you.

If I drink slowly, can I still outgrow you?

Helian Wanyu replied: "It must be true."

"Okay, can you punch?"

"will not."

"Rock, paper, scissors, you should know how to do it, right?"

"En." Helian Wanyu nodded.

Cong Zhen said: "Okay, win two out of three games, and have a drink if you lose. How about that?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Brother Zhen." Helian Wanyu nodded.

While the two were "boxing".

Tu Ding picked up his chopsticks and ate happily.

He took the opportunity to eat more.

Prepare yourself for the battle later.

Helian Wanyu and Cong Zhen used "rock, paper, scissors" to determine winning or losing.

Cong Zhenben took this opportunity to get her drunk.

However, since I started playing this game.

He keeps losing.

Never won one.

I have already finished several bottles in a row.

Helian Wanyu almost burst out laughing in her heart!

I'm afraid this person is not a fool!

Don't you know how to work around it?
Scissors come out every time.

I don’t think it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky if I didn’t win.

At this time, Yang Xiao came back.

After opening the door.

He shook his head and said in a complicated tone: "Brother Xiong almost ended up in the ICU!"

"Brother Yang, are you kidding me?" Tu Ding put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Yang Xiao spread his hands: "That's what the nurse in the ambulance said. His condition is very serious. If they hadn't arrived in time, his life would have been in danger!"

"what?"

"Don't worry, the doctor said that if you seek medical treatment promptly, the problem won't be serious."

"That's good." Tu Ding was really afraid of something bad happening.

But when Cong Zhen heard this, the anger in his chest became even worse.

I don’t want to give up now.

Just increase the amount.

From losing one glass to one bottle now.

However, he is still losing.

Cong Zhen was a little annoyed.

His grandma's!

Why am I always the one who loses?
Tu Ding also found that he kept losing.

I observed it.

It didn't take long to discover his problem.

He quickly leaned over to his ear and reminded: "Cong Zhen, are you fucking stupid? Don't always use scissors! Change it!"

I always produce scissors?

Have it?

He didn't even realize it.

However, I still listened to Tu Ding’s suggestion.

It worked.

After a change, I won.

I tasted the sweetness, so I won a game and drank a bottle.

It became, win one game, drink three bottles.

(End of this chapter)