My fortune telling is so accurate that big bosses from all walks of life begged me to come out.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Qingfeng said, "Hurry up and let me go!"

Mrs. Song comforted her heartily: "Qingfeng, Doctor Li said that you are addicted to alcohol because you are possessed by the alcohol bug.

Just be patient and wait until the wine bug is lured out. "

"What?!" Wei Qingfeng was shocked and even more violent, "Let me go! Hurry up!!"

He was fat but not very strong.

The rope was thick, long and hard, and it was impossible to break free.

"Don't move, just bear with it for a while." Mrs. Song was worried and distressed, "Doctor Li, what's wrong with Qingfeng?"

"It's just a withdrawal reaction." Li Xinglian didn't pay attention and just shook the bowl in his hand to let the aroma of the wine overflow.

Wei Qingfeng smelled it and hurriedly twisted his body like a bug, wanting to come over and drink, "Give it to me, give it to me quickly, I'm dying of thirst!"

Mrs. Song felt sorry for her son, "How about letting him drink it."

"Mrs. Song, if you can't bear it, go out first." Li Xinglian said without looking back.

"This..." Mrs. Song wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Song Yizhi.

"Mom, don't you want to see my brother return to normal?" Song Yizhi said lightly.

Mrs. Song said angrily: "He is normal now, he just drinks more and is fatter. You are the abnormal one!"

Song Yizhi lowered his eyes and added after a moment: "Sudden addiction to alcohol and obesity can easily lead to diabetes or cerebral infarction."

"You cursed your brother like this, do you think that if your brother dies, all the family property will be left to you?" Mrs. Song became even more angry and said: "You have a beautiful idea! Let me tell you, the Song family's company, house, and car, It’s all your brother’s! Don’t even think about it!”

"I didn't want to compete with him." Song Yizhi felt very tired.

He devoted himself to his mother and Wei Qingfeng.

But my mother always misunderstood her good intentions.

"Don't I understand what you are thinking? Ha!" Mrs. Song looked at Li Xinglian's "abuse" of Wei Qingfeng and said, "Maybe you just found someone at random and wanted to kill your brother!" Wei Qingfeng had already rolled out of bed. On the ground, he shouted: "Mom! Please help me quickly! I don't want to do it anymore, it hurts so much, woo woo mom!"

Mrs. Song stepped forward and said distressedly: "Okay, okay, I'll give you a drink right now, and we won't do it anymore."

After saying that, Mrs. Song looked at Li Xinglian and said, "Give me the wine quickly."

Li Xinglian: "Are you really going to give up halfway?"

"Stop talking nonsense, give it to me quickly!" Mrs. Song said something different and was about to grab it.

But Li Xing was so agile that she wouldn't be able to grab it.

"You, please give it to me quickly. I'm going to die. Isn't it okay if I'm going to die?" Mrs. Song was a noble lady, and she was out of breath after a while.

Wei Qingfeng on the ground felt even more uncomfortable and said: "Mom, I still have wine in the cabinet!"

Mrs. Song opened the cabinet, and sure enough she saw wine bottles staggered inside, some empty and some unopened.

She picked up a bottle and was about to open it when Song Yizhi snatched it away.

Song Yizhi threw the wine back into the cupboard, closed the cupboard door, and said seriously: "Mom, you are not helping him, you are harming him!"

"You heartless person, give me the wine quickly!" Mrs. Song pushed him.

But Song Yizhi wouldn't give in at all.

Mrs. Song was so angry that she slapped Song Yizhi hard.

The room fell silent for an instant.

Song Yizhi looked at Mrs. Song in disbelief.

Mrs. Song was still angry, "Get out of the way!"

"No." The red mark on Song Yizhi's face was obvious, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.