Tong Yan tried her best to drag Fu Zhuochen to his room, but Fu Zhuochen decided to go. Where could Tong Yan be able to drag him?
However, when Fu Zhuochen walked to the door of Qiao Simu's room, he stopped and raised his hand to glance at the watch on his wrist: "It's too late at this point, Mu Mu must have rested, so let Mu Mu sleep well.
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After saying that, Fu Zhuochen staggered back to his room. When Tong Yan was about to help him again, Fu Zhuochen closed the door and blocked Tong Yan from the door. Tong Yan's nose was almost flattened
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Thinking that Fu Zhuochen was already so drunk just now, he still kept thinking about Qiao Simu, for fear of disturbing her to sleep.
Such attentiveness made Tong Yan filled with jealousy.
Thinking about her own blood-sucking boyfriend, and then looking at the man in front of her who had a successful career and was so considerate, the contrast was simply too strong.
Tong Yan tightened her fists, she must hold Fu Zhuochen in her hands.
Tong Yan glanced at the light still shining under the crack of Qiao Simu's door, went downstairs to pour a glass of milk, smelled her own scent, took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, returned to the room, and poured the wine into a
From a small bottle, I sprayed it on myself to make the smell of alcohol on my body smell stronger.
After confirming that there was no problem, he walked to Qiao Simu's room with the cold milk and knocked on her door.
Qiao Simu opened the door and saw Tong Yan at the door. Before she could speak, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body. He subconsciously took a step back and wrinkled his nose.
Tong Yan looked embarrassed: "Ah, is it because the smell of alcohol on me is too strong to make you uncomfortable?
I don't want to do this, but I really have no choice. Mr. Fu drank too much tonight. Maybe I accidentally got some alcohol on him when I helped him upstairs."
Qiao Simu's eyes were slightly cold, and Tong Yan's small intentions for such a trip were already obvious.
"Really? It seems that Fu Zhuochen's wine is pretty good, and he didn't spit all over you."
Qiao Simu praised, and then said seriously: "Besides, I have seen similar ones. The men and women are about the same height as you and Fu Zhuochen.
It happened that the woman was lowering her head to support the man, and when the man suddenly vomited, he vomited directly from the top of the woman's head. The scene was, tsk tsk tsk."
Tong Yan suddenly felt nauseated in her stomach, and a picture appeared in her mind. It was Fu Zhuochen vomiting, right on top of her head, and the vomited stuff was flowing down from top to bottom.
The more Tong Yan thought about it, the more disgusting she felt, and she couldn't help but retched.
Qiao Simu took the milk from Tong Yan's hand and put it directly into her mouth: "Oh, oh, oh, I really didn't mean it. Drink something quickly to suppress the nausea in your stomach."
Tong Yan felt so uncomfortable now that every time she burped, she still had the disgusting smell. She subconsciously took the glass of milk from Qiao Simu's hand and drank it in a big gulp.
He drank a few big mouthfuls of it and spit it out immediately.
There is an excessive amount of salt and sugar in this glass of milk, and after a few mouthfuls, it becomes extremely salty.
When Tong Yan subconsciously wanted to scold Qiao Simu, Qiao Simu looked innocent and said, "Who prepared this milk? Is it so bad to drink?"
As soon as these words came out, all the reprimands that came to his lips were swallowed back.
No matter how bad the milk is, she prepared it herself.
This time, Tong Yan can only eat Coptis chinensis as a mute.
Tong Yan didn't stay any longer. She now urgently needed other normal things to suppress these nauseas.
Qiao Simu smiled and said to her: "Remember to have someone come and clean it up."
Tong Yan turned around and saw the dirt on the ground, and her stomach turned again.
When Fu Zhuochen woke up the next day, he rubbed his sore head vigorously.
He just felt a little depressed last night, but he accidentally drank too much.
However, this drunkenness actually gave him an idea.
It may not be able to completely solve Grandpa's heartache, but it should still shake his heart.
After Fu Zhuochen finished washing, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt very satisfied.
He walked downstairs to have breakfast with a haggard look on his face. When Mr. Fu saw him like this, he was startled: "What's wrong with you?"
In the past, no matter how tired Fu Zhuochen was, he would always try his best to look energetic, but now it is rare to see Fu Zhuochen who exudes depression and fatigue.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Mr. Fu asked quickly.
Fu Zhuochen rubbed his aching head, "Maybe I accidentally drank too much last night, and I feel a little uncomfortable."
When Mr. Fu heard this, he quickly asked the family doctor to come.
Although Fu Zhuochen's previous injuries seemed to have healed and did not affect his daily life, Mr. Fu was always worried about whether he would relapse at any time.
After the family doctor arrived, he immediately examined Fu Zhuochen. Mr. Fu was waiting outside the room.
After the doctor examined Fu Zhuochen, Fu Zhuochen took out his mobile phone and showed the words on the screen to the doctor. After the doctor finished reading, he silently asked him with his lips: Do you understand?
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and nodded quickly: Got it, got it!
When the doctor came out of the room, Mr. Fu immediately stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with Chen?"
The doctor sighed and said: "Young Master Chen's injuries have not been completely healed, but they have been brought under control and will not affect his life under normal circumstances.
It’s just that Mr. Chen has been under too much pressure recently, and the drink last night triggered a lot of problems, so he needs to take good care of himself in the future.”
When Mr. Fu heard this, his body trembled, and the doctor quickly supported him.
Mr. Fu asked the doctor: "Well, is it serious? Is there a way to cure it?"
The doctor replied: "Fortunately, it is not serious, but Chen Shao's state of mind is very important. If he continues to remain in this state, it will be difficult to save Hua Tuo even if he is alive.
But if you can keep Mr. Chen in a happy mood and everything goes smoothly, then you will be fine even without medication."
Mr. Fu was stunned, "Okay, I understand."
Fu Zhuochen walked out of the room, rubbed his eyebrows and said to Mr. Fu: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm going to the company first."
Mr. Fu hurriedly said: "You are already like this. If you go to the company one less day today, the company will not collapse!"
Fu Zhuochen shook his head: "If you don't go there for a day, the company will not collapse, but I don't want you to have to worry about the company's affairs. I think you can believe that the company can develop very well as long as I am here."
"How could I not believe you? I have seen your achievements over the years." Mr. Fu said anxiously.
Why can't this child lift it clearly?
Fu Zhuochen looked at Mr. Fu, shook his head, and said seriously: "If you really believed in me, you wouldn't always want me to marry a wife who can help the company develop."