"Okay, didn't you just say that?" Wen Feng leaned over and took the bottle of liquor that had been opened, uncapped the other bottle as well, and slammed it on the table in front of him and said, "Show me the proof that these two bottles of wine are stuffy now." ”

Wu Pengchao looked at the two bottles full of two bottles of Erguotou in front of him, which were still fifty-six degrees, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He usually only has a maximum of half a catty, so he still drinks slowly, can he stand it after he has to take a sip?

Wu Pengchao couldn't help but sneer and said, "Stuffy, don't you like Yang Lu too? ”

"You're already a prisoner, how dare you be so arrogant?" The cousin was just about to have a seizure after scolding, Wen Feng next to him didn't even hesitate and directly picked up one of the bottles, and drank it with his neck tilted to the mouth of the bottle.

As soon as the wine is in the mouth, I feel that my gums and tongue are spicy, and after I put it down, I feel that my stomach is burning, and a stream of hot air rushes straight to my head.

"Holy shit, you're fucking crazy, you're going to die. The cousin shouted and was about to snatch the bottle from his hand.

Wen Feng dodged two steps to the side and didn't let him catch it, gasped and shouted, "Leave me alone!" After speaking, he raised his neck and continued to drink.

In fact, Wen Feng is not able to drink, when he is in a good mood, he can drink more than a bottle with Li Tao and Song Jianhui, and when he is in a bad mood, he can drink a bottle of beer until he vomits, so that he can only blow down the beer when he blows on the bottle, and the liquor has never been there.

Wu Pengchao didn't think that Wen Feng would dare to take two bottles of liquor in one sip, because he didn't dare to drink it and guessed that he was the same, and that sentence was nothing more than a quick tongue. However, everything in front of him made him and Zi Mao a little overwhelmed.

In the middle, Wen Feng took a few breaths, and drank a bottle stiffly, he took a few breaths, stretched out his trembling hand and picked up the second bottle and drank it again. At this time, his body began to shake, holding the dining table with one hand, his face and eyes were already red, and his feet were obviously a little unable to stand. The cousin went up and snatched the wine bottle and threw it to the ground, and in an instant the glass splashed, leaving not much liquor to spill on the ground.

Wen Feng felt that everything was rotating, Wu Pengchao was rotating, Zimao was rotating, his cousin was also rotating, and the lights on the ceiling were still rotating. They go from slow to fast, and they turn faster and faster. He felt his head heavy again, so heavy that he didn't even have the strength to lift it. The smell of liquor went up from the stomach, and even the smell of alcohol came out of the nose, and my stomach felt as uncomfortable as turning over the river, and waves of heat rushed to my throat.

Wen Feng couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly opened his mouth, and spit out everything he had drunk before like a fountain, and the smell of alcohol filled the room. His legs began to tremble, his body shook even more, and his hands gradually lost strength, and his legs could not support the weight of his body, so he leaned against the wall and slipped down a little.

"Wen Feng!" the cousin shouted, and hurriedly went over to help him.

Fang Bo heard the shouts of his cousin inside, and saw Wen Feng falling against the wall, thinking that the two people inside had suffered a loss, and scolded: "I'll fuck your grandma." rushed in with a hammer and went straight to Wu Pengchao's head。。。。。

When he fell, Wen Feng vaguely heard his cousin calling his name, heard Fang Bo scolding, heard his cousin's shouting, and Wu Pengchao's begging for mercy, and finally felt that someone was carrying him, as if he heard Yang Lu calling his name over and over again, and slowly he couldn't hear anything, and he didn't know anything.

I think Wen Feng's feelings for Yang Lu at that time exceeded my initial imagination, and he could do whatever it takes to maintain his love for Yang Lu. I think he's stupid, stupidly cute, and stupid to pity. This can't help but remind me of Yang Lu's screen name "stupid", I think it is very appropriate to use it on Wen Feng.

That day, Wen Feng didn't know how long he had been sleeping, when he slowly opened his eyes, he felt that his head was tearing pain, and his eyes were still turning, he saw something hanging in the air, but that thing just couldn't see clearly, it had been playing hide and seek with him, and when he was about to see it, it ran to the other side.

"You're awake!"

Wen Feng looked for the voice and saw his cousin smiling all over his face, and then saw Fang Bo leaning over and looking at him.

He felt his arm tighten, and someone said with a cry: "You scared me to death, scared me to death, and finally woke up." ”

Wen Feng tilted his head and saw Yang Lu sitting next to him holding his arm tightly, his eyes were swollen like peaches, and there were tears on his cheeks, he endured his dizziness and reluctantly smiled at her, just wanted to speak, there was a wave of nausea in his stomach, and he retched a few times, but he couldn't spit out anything, only some sour water, which was more uncomfortable than vomiting.

Yang Lu hurriedly took out a tissue to help him wipe it.

"It's just a matter of waking up, Fang Bo and I are just about to leave, and I haven't been to work for two days. By the way, your unit once called, and I answered it, saying that you were sick and hospitalized, and you should bring the hospitalization certificate and fake slip to work. I also called my aunt (Wen Feng's mother) and said that you are here with me these days, and our unit car is broken, so let you come and help take a look. Damn, how can you open your mouth to come with this deceptive words, they are all knowledgeable with Yafang. The cousin pointed at Fang Bo and said.

"Fuck your uncle. Fang Bo scolded his cousin with a smile.

"Then you can rest assured, I guess that grandson will have to hide when he sees you in the future. Then who, brother and sister, he handed it over to you, you should work harder. Wen Feng, the girl has been guarding you here for two days and hasn't closed your eyes, and your sin is worth it. The cousin said with a smile.

"Let's go, don't talk nonsense, I still have a date today. Fang Bo urged.

"Why are you in a hurry? I can't drop JB after a while, I haven't finished talking about it yet. Well, this is 500 yuan, you take it, brother and sister, and you can buy some if he needs anything. After speaking, the cousin handed the money to Yang Lu.

"I ...... I have money. Yang Lu didn't answer.

"Take it. The cousin threw the money on the hospital bed, waved at Wen Feng, and left with Fang Bo.

Yang Lu picked up the money, but put it in the pocket of Wen Feng's clothes hanging next to him, and then came back and sat silently on the side of Wen Feng's bed.

"Are you still uncomfortable?" Yang Lu asked with concern.

"Turn, look at everything is turning, and now look at you too, it's like riding a super-fast merry-go-round, hehe. Wen Feng jokingly said, but he still felt a wave of nausea in his stomach.

"I'm still in the mood to joke, what are you going to do, what should I do with my aunt? What should I do?

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm not okay. Wen Feng wanted to raise his hand to wipe the tears on her face, but Yang Lu gently pressed his hand and said, "Don't move, there is still an infusion." ”

Wen Feng saw that there was adhesive tape on the back of his hand, connected to a thin tube, and now he finally saw that hanging in the air was an infusion set that only hospitals have.

"Am I in the hospital?" Wen Feng asked.