The master goes down the mountain: the beautiful CEO falls in love with me

Chapter 44

"Damn! You're deliberately finding fault, aren't you! This is the wine stored in the French palace! You think it's the Erguotou you drink!"

Meng Kun was furious, and reprimanded him severely with a vicious look on his face.

But Mo Lao frowned, stopped Meng Kun, looked at Ye Feng coldly, opened his eyes slightly, and said, "How do you say that?"

Hearing Ye Feng's sudden speech, the smile on Meng Kun's face gradually froze, and anger burst into his eyes!

It was hard for him to curry favor with Mr. Mo and toast a glass of wine. Ye Feng jumped out at this time, no doubt seeing the right time to fight against him!
Thinking of this, Meng Kun's face was covered with haze, and he stared at Ye Feng stubbornly.

"Mr. Mo, you have suffered from stomach problems for many years. This foreign wine will further damage your stomach."

Ye Feng didn't look at Meng Kun, but looked at Mo Lao, and persuaded him sincerely.

Hearing this, Mr. Mo looked Ye Feng up and down suspiciously, and said in a dazed tone: "If I remember correctly, today we should meet for the first time, how can you conclude that I have a stomach problem? "

He has a stomach disease, and it has been incurable for a long time. People from the province personally went abroad to invite the most advanced medical team, but they were helpless. After seven or eight years of intubation, medicine, and surgery, not only did the stomach disease not heal at all, but he was very energetic. Injured, left the root of the disease.

Therefore, Mr. Mo simply gave up treatment and resigned himself to fate, only wanting to live a happy life!
Ye Feng's face was serious, his eyes were fixed on Mo Lao, without stage fright.

"We are indeed meeting for the first time, but I can tell from the first sight I saw you!"

"This red wine has been preserved for decades, and the alcohol has been highly condensed. Once you drink it, it will definitely aggravate your stomach problems!"

Hearing this, Mo Lao was thoughtful, hesitated for a moment, and the wine glass in his hand stopped in mid-air.

Seeing this, Meng Kun suddenly had a look of resentment on his face. He stared at Ye Feng fiercely, and roared, "What are you talking about? This red wine is exclusively for the royal family. Drinking two glasses is very good for your health." , you idiot! If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense here!”

When the people around heard the words, they all looked at Ye Feng with contempt, and took the opportunity to agree: "Uneducated country bumpkins pretend to understand, disturbing our interest!"

"Mo is always strong and strong, his body is very strong, how can he be plagued by diseases!"

Meng Kun's face was full of disdain, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the disgust in his eyes was undisguised, and he continued: "I think this person is mentally ill! It's rare for everyone to get together to have fun, and just say some unlucky things. Leave him alone, let's move on!"

"Yes, let's continue drinking!"

Everyone glared in Ye Feng's direction one after another, raised their wine glasses again and clinked together, roaring loudly in unison.

Hearing this, Mr. Mo smiled nonchalantly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Looking at the disdainful eyes of everyone, Yunyan held Ye Feng's wrist worriedly with a small face, and whispered in his ear: "Are you crazy, do you take my words to heart? The status of the Meng Group is in the province The city counts as one of the best, so don't hit the guns again!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng glanced at Meng Kun, and saw that he was holding the wine glass with his attentive hand, serving Mr. Mo to drink the glass of red wine with his own hands. He sneered and shook his head: "It's over, the Meng family is in trouble."

"Ah... good wine, really good wine..."

Mo smacked his mouth, reminiscing with satisfaction on his face. As soon as the wine entered his throat, a scorching aroma immediately sealed his mouth and nose.

"Hey, Mr. Mo really knows the goods! According to legend, this is a wine-making process invented by the French Emperor Louis XVI himself hundreds of years ago!"

As soon as the words finished, Mo Lao's wine glass was quickly filled again, and Meng Kun picked up the wine glass with a smile and handed it to Meng Lao's mouth again.

But at this moment, Mo Lao's brows suddenly frowned, a searing heat in his stomach surged into his heart, and a stabbing pain suddenly appeared in his chest. His hands trembled, and the wine glass in his hand slipped unsteadily to the ground. It smashed to the ground with a bang!

Shock suddenly appeared on Meng Kun's face, he looked at Mo Lao in disbelief, and stepped forward to help him at a loss: "Mo Lao, what's wrong with you?"

The pain became more and more intense, Mr. Mo clutched his chest in pain, his facial features were twisted together ferociously, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

When the people around saw this scene, they screamed in horror!
I was so frightened that I was at a loss in place, and after a few seconds, I hurried forward to check the situation, took out my mobile phone with trembling hands and called for help.

Seeing Mo Lao's pale face and bloodshot mouth, everyone was scared out of their wits!
Meng Kun was completely panicked, he stepped forward to pinch Mo Lao, but was kicked away by the bodyguard!The bodyguard hugged Mo Lao in horror, screaming desperately!

The venue suddenly became extremely chaotic!Yun Yan was also frightened by this sudden scene, her face paled and she was dumbfounded!

"Why hasn't the ambulance come? Mo Lao's breathing is getting weaker and weaker, and his heartbeat is almost gone!"

"Looking at this, I don't know if I can wait for an ambulance!"

"Is there anyone on the scene who will give first aid? Hey! Is there a doctor? Hurry up!"

Hearing the bodyguard's sharp cry for help, Yunyan couldn't help shaking her delicate body, and finally came to her senses, a light flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Ye Feng eagerly, "Aren't you a genius doctor, you don't need to wait for an ambulance, go and save someone !"

Ye Feng looked at the terrifying scene indifferently. He had already expected this result when he reminded Mr. Mo not to drink anymore, but he never expected that Mr. Mo's illness would come on so urgently and seriously.

But before Ye Feng could say anything, Yun Yan grabbed Ye Feng's hand and raised it high, shouting to everyone: "He is a doctor, let him see!"

Hearing Yunyan's loud roar, everyone was startled, and quickly made way for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng frowned slightly and looked at Yunyan. Just as he was about to speak, she grabbed his wrist forcefully and rushed towards Mo Lao.

Ye Feng reluctantly followed Yun Yan's pace, rushed in front of Mr. Mo, crouched down as if resigned to his fate, and began to observe carefully.

"It now appears that the damage to the stomach caused by alcohol stimulation has induced other complications!"

Ye Feng looked serious, "It's not too late, Yunyan! Help him up, I need to activate a few acupuncture points on his body!"

Ye Feng raised his head abruptly and yelled at Yunyan.

As soon as Yun Yan stretched out his hand, Meng Kun suddenly got up from the ground, and immediately stood sideways in front of Yun Yan, grabbed Ye Feng's arm, glared at him angrily and said, "No! What kind of doctor are you! You can't touch Mr. Mo! !"

(End of this chapter)