Ji Yuyan's stomach has begun to feel uncomfortable now, but he still said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, please poop, order what you like to drink." I ......"

Before Ji Yuyan finished speaking, Qin Xiaoyu said: "Our president likes to drink liquor." ”

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Mr. Ji to be so young that he likes to drink white as much as those of us who are almost old." Mr. Mediterranean, who seemed to have a good amount of alcohol, asked the waiter to serve several more bottles of liquor.

Mr. Mediterranean is now on the rise, and Ji Yuyan can't say the words that he can't drink at all. Although his face was silent, Qin Xiaoyu's feet had been kicked heavily by him several times under the dining table.

Qin Xiaoyu decided to flee the scene and go to the bathroom, which made the distance between Mr. Mediterranean and Ji Yuyan closer, and the number of persuasions to drink was even more. Ji Yuyan never drank liquor, a glass of belly, his throat was hot, and his stomach began to hurt. But he couldn't show it and continued to talk and laugh with other people. He was the host, and he would never allow himself to pour it on the wine table first, so he carried it.

A drinking banquet finally ended, everyone was drunk and unpresentable, and they were all sent back by the secretary, and Qin Xiaoyu also helped Ji Yuyan to walk into the car.

Ji Yuyan's face was pale, frowning, and holding his stomach with one hand, looking very uncomfortable.

"Mr. Ji, are you going to vomit? I'll help you to the bathroom! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to find a support point now and not let himself fall, Ji Yuyan really wanted to kick her away.

He said with difficulty: "Go and get the medicine in the car." ”

"Oh, I'll go." Qin Xiaoyu looked at him, not like he was pretending. Immediately helped him to sit down on the sofa in the hall, and ran to the car to get the medicine.

When Qin Xiaoyu found the medicine bottle, he looked at it by the light and saw that it was stomach medicine. Oh, my God! Does that mean he has a stomach problem, then he still drinks so much today. Miserable! It's troublesome again. She just wanted him to get drunk, but she didn't want to kill him.

She immediately picked up the medicine and a bottle of water and ran to Ji Yuyan's side. Poured out a few pills for him, and after he took them, he rested for a while and asked Qin Xiaoyu to help him get into the car.

Qin Xiaoyu drove the car while observing the situation behind him with the help of the rearview mirror. His eyes were closed, his thin lips pursed, and his brow furrowed.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to go to the hospital?" Qin Xiaoyu blamed himself a little.

After a long time, I heard his answer: "No." ”

Qin Xiaoyu tried to drive the car as fast as possible, so that he could go home and rest quickly. After arriving downstairs in the apartment, Qin Xiaoyu was ready to help him, but he was beaten off by him. Qin Xiaoyu thought to himself, with all the strength to beat people, it seems that he should be fine.

Ji Yuyan just wanted to get to bed quickly and lie down now, thinking that he should be fine after taking the medicine and resting. As he was about to wash his face, his stomach began to cramp, and a piercing pain came as he propped his hands on the sink, his forehead covered with cold sweat. The stomach was throbbing violently, holding the stomach and intestines, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at themselves. Ji Yuyan's face was pale, his teeth were starting to fight, and his whole body was trembling. Just as he was about to call for help, his body, which had just left the sink, fell heavily to the ground due to the loss of support.

Qin Xiaoyu drove the car halfway down the road and inadvertently touched his pocket.

"Oh no, his medicine is still here, and he should still have a spare one at home."