Bai Mufeng picked up the chopsticks and took a sip, as soon as he swallowed it, his throat seemed to be on fire, and his stomach was also aching faintly, he immediately picked up the water cup on the table and drank half a glass of water to relieve it.

Ye Feixue ordered the wine, picked up a clean glass, and poured it full.

"Do you dare to drink? Wanted to be friends with me, so I drank it. Night Flying Snow raised her eyebrows.

After Bai Mufeng took a deep breath, he took the cup and drank it all.

Ye Feixue looked at his eyes half-narrowed, but he didn't expect him to look soft and weak, just like the ancient delicate scholars, the critical time, it was quite kind, and it was not ambiguous at all.

In the end, Bai Mufeng really ate all the spicy stuff in his stomach, but when the wine came, he vomited all of it again, vomiting in the bathroom, drunk and unconscious.

"Are you alright?" Ye Feixue saw him staggering out of the bathroom and asked.

"It's okay, can you please take me home?" Bai Mufeng pursed his lips, his face was already pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Ye Feixue saw that he had been holding his stomach, and guessed that he should have an upset stomach, so he asked, "Do you have stomach pain?" Shall I take you to the hospital? ”

Bai Mufeng shook his head, "No need, I have medicine at home, take it and lie down and rest for a night, I think it should be fine." ”

Ye Feixue was a little reluctant and helped him into his car.

She instructed, "Hurry up, why are you so far away?" ”

Bai Mufeng's faint voice came from behind, "I, I'm afraid of spitting on you." ”

"Spit and spit out, it's better than falling to death."

Bai Mufeng leaned forward, he was very uncomfortable, and he was drunk again, so in a daze, he directly stuck to her back, and his head was also resting on Ye Feixue's shoulder. It was the first time that Ye Feixue had a man so close to her, and her body couldn't help but tense, and even her breathing became a little short.

"Hey, Bai Mufeng, wake up! You okay? ”

There was no answer from behind, and after Ye Feixue sighed, she sped up and sent him to the door.

Snowfly takes the key out of his pocket, opens the door, and turns on the light.

Bai Mufeng's face under the light was like a blank piece of paper, bloodless, and he was sweating profusely, and Ye Feixue also noticed that something was serious, and immediately patted his face.

"Bai Mufeng, where is the medicine?" Her tone was a little eager with a hint of anger, why should she hold on if she can't eat spicy food or drink? What a complete fool.

"On the table in the bedroom." Bai Mufeng said weakly.

Ye Feixue helped him to the couch, then immediately went to the bedroom to get the medicine and poured him another glass of water. I didn't know how many I wanted to eat, Ye Feixue didn't bother to ask him, and looked directly at the bag of the charge, and the date on the bag turned out to be two days ago, and Ye Feixue knew the seriousness of the matter.

She gritted her teeth and said, "What can you do if you have a stomach problem?" You're looking for death, aren't you? ”

Bai Mufeng frowned tightly and was speechless.

"Let's go." Ye Feixue directly lifted him up, "Go to the hospital." ”

He was already unconscious, and in order to prevent him from falling, Ye Feixue ripped off the scarf around his neck and tied the two of them together. Speeding on the road, in order to get to the hospital quickly, running red lights along the way, grabbing lanes, overtaking, and doing everything that shouldn't be done.

Ye Feixue sighed heavily, and once again lifted a stone and hit her own feet, she really admired herself, and she could really find something to do for herself.