"Qiangzi, let me tell you, this feeling now is just like the time when I was penniless and you took me in. I have lost everything, and I have the desperate urge to start over again.

, nothing can replace it, so I think Qiangzi, this time we will definitely do the same as last time, and we will definitely succeed!"

After drinking, Bi Luochun's face flushed and his head shook, but he wasn't actually dizzy. It was that feeling that made him enjoy it even more.

Fang Zhiqiang was frowning at this moment. The burning feeling in his stomach was still there, and his throat was extremely dry. When the sip of wine passed through his throat just now, it was like sliding across a dry desert. Fang Zhiqiang

Qiang felt that his throat was particularly short of water at this moment.

"Qiangzi, after surviving this time, what do you think?"

Bi Luochun was still talking, but the dry feeling in Fang Zhiqiang's throat became stronger and stronger. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help it, so he poured a glass of wine and drank it.

Bi Luochun didn't react for a while. He looked at Fang Zhiqiang drinking a glass of wine and couldn't help but look confused. Then looking at the painful expression on Fang Zhiqiang's face when he swallowed the wine, Bi Luochun suddenly mocked: "Qiang

Son, when did you become so unable to drink?

A glass of spiked wine, as for this expression, do you?"

However, Qiangzi felt that he could not even speak at this moment. Even though he had just finished drinking, his throat felt extremely dry again, like the high temperature of magma.

Fang Zhiqiang couldn't bear it. He didn't want to get up to pour water or speak. Another glass of wine... However, one glass after another, the feeling became more and more serious.

Bi Luochun finally realized something was wrong. Looking at Fang Zhiqiang's painful expression, Bi Luochun stood up anxiously and said, "Qiangzi, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahem!"

As soon as Bi Luochun finished speaking, Fang Zhiqiang suddenly coughed, and a ball of red liquid suddenly spurted out from his mouth and sprayed on the bar.

"Hadron!"

Seeing this scene, Bi Luochun finally panicked, quickly supported Fang Zhiqiang's body, and took out the phone with his other hand to dial the emergency number.

Fang Zhiqiang's face turned pale at this time, and the dryness in his throat made Fang Zhiqiang feel like it hurt to bite him when he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After making the call, Bi Luochun did not hesitate, picked up Fang Zhiqiang's body and rushed downstairs, dragged Fang Zhiqiang into the car and drove directly to the hospital.

Meeting an ambulance on the way, Bi Luochun stopped the car and transferred Fang Zhiqiang to the ambulance.

Fang Zhiqiang still had his eyes open at this moment, lying on the stretcher, but he could not speak because when he opened his mouth, it felt like fire was coming out of his throat.

"Qiangzi, what's wrong with you?"

Bi Luochun obviously didn't know what was going on. The wine he brought was just ordinary foreign wine, and he drank it himself, and nothing happened.

"What has the patient eaten before?"

After the doctor gave Fang Zhiqiang a preliminary diagnosis, he quickly determined that it was a respiratory problem and immediately asked Bi Luochun.

Bi Luochun, who was anxious at this moment, quickly lowered his head and thought for a long time, but still frowned and said: "You didn't eat anything, so you and I drank a little wine, but the wine was fine. I drank it myself, so I just drank a little."

Nothing happened."

While the car was still on the road, the doctor saw that Fang Zhiqiang's condition was getting worse and worse. He put anti-inflammatory drops into Fang Zhiqiang's mouth directly in the car and put on an intravenous drip.

Since Fang Zhiqiang had his eyes open all the time, and it could be judged from his expression that he was always very conscious, so after arriving at the hospital, the doctor did not transfer Fang Zhiqiang to the emergency room, but directly entered the ward.

.

Continuous drip-feeding, including anti-inflammatory drugs in the mouth, finally made Fang Zhiqiang feel a little better. Bi Luochun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Fang Zhiqiang's restored color.

"Old...Bi..." Fang Zhiqiang finally spoke for the first time. His voice was hoarse and scary. If Bi Luochun hadn't been in front of him, he would not have recognized that it was Fang Zhiqiang's voice.

“What’s wrong, Qiangzi?

you say!"

Bi Luochun hurriedly stepped forward and put his ear close to his ear.

"Don't... tell Xiaoxiao..." Fang Zhiqiang still didn't know what was wrong with him. If it was more serious, he was afraid that Li Xiaoxiao would be worried, so he told Bi Luochun.

When Bi Luochun heard this, he realized that he should have informed Li Xiaoxiao immediately, but seeing Fang Zhiqiang's serious condition at that time, Bi Luochun had already forgotten all about it.

"Okay, I won't tell her!"

But now, seeing that Fang Zhiqiang has also improved and said such words, Bi Luochun naturally agreed.

A male doctor came in, holding instruments in his hand. After making a diagnosis on Fang Zhiqiang, he said: "The patient is not seriously ill. He just has a respiratory infection and the inflammation is relatively serious."

Hearing the doctor's words, Bi Luochun was completely relieved. Looking at Fang Zhiqiang's appearance just now, Bi Luochun was really frightened.

The male doctor asked the nurse to get the medicine, then looked at Bi Luochun again and said, "Are you a family member of the patient?"

"Yes, I am!"

Bi Luochun nodded without hesitation and said.

"Has the patient experienced this phenomenon before?"

the doctor asked.

"No, this is the first time."

Bi Luochun glanced sideways at Fang Zhiqiang, saw Fang Zhiqiang shaking his head, and then said this.

"Well, the long-term internal heat accumulation, coupled with the respiratory infection caused by not having a good rest recently, it is best not to talk in the next few days, and at the same time, all spicy, cold or hot food should be banned."

The doctor spoke seriously again, and Bi Luochun naturally nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

However, Fang Zhiqiang was the only one who immediately frowned.

"It's best not to talk for the next few days."

These words made Fang Zhiqiang almost jump out of the hospital bed.

Seeing that the product launch is coming in a few hours, he will have to give a speech then. After all, the influence from the last time cannot be wasted, and this product launch is very important, and he must achieve the most perfect effect as possible.

.

But now, the doctor actually said this to me?

This is unacceptable to Fang Zhiqiang, but now Fang Zhiqiang also knows that he has no capital to resist, because he can't even say a word now.

It was not until the doctor left that Fang Zhiqiang shouted hoarsely to Bi Luochun with an anxious look: "How can I not be allowed to speak? Tell them... let them prescribe medicine, any medicine will do! I have to talk!"

"

His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear clearly. Bi Luochun glanced at him helplessly, and then said: "Listen to your current voice for yourself. Can you still speak?"

"No, I have to be able to speak!"

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Bi Luochun's helpless expression and knew that there was nothing he could do, and then he turned his attention to the nurse beside him.
Chapter completed!