Rebirth Lord of Time and Space

Chapter 305

'Hehe, do you just treat me as a friend? '

'Take me as a friend, why do you still tease me?play me?I still feel that Miss Ben is not good enough for you. '

Zhang Wen is a white swan, the proud daughter of the sky, at this moment it seems that she has been wronged by the sky.

Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion, like weeds in early summer, grew and spread in Zhang Wen's heart.

Looking at Lin Fei, she felt that the man in front of her had become unreal. She thought she knew Lin Fei very well, but now she found that Lin Fei was not what she imagined at all.

right now,

He is like,

The majestic mountains and the vast galaxy can be seen clearly, but they can never be touched or approached.

The proud daughter of heaven, who has always been as proud as an iceberg goddess, naturally does not understand that this is the legendary "self-ashamed".

In other words, facing Lin Fei, she felt inferior.

……

At this moment, Zhang Qingyue didn't feel any resentment or displeasure towards Lin Fei anymore, and she was overjoyed in her heart.

'Now, Wenwen has picked up a treasure, and our whole family has picked up a treasure. '

He secretly had fun in his heart, Lin Fei was superb in calligraphy and painting, a tea ceremony veteran, a master of poetry, and a business tycoon. He was a bit arrogant, but he had the ability to be proud, so being his son-in-law was like embarrassing him.

At that moment, he said cheerfully, "Xiaolin, Wenwen has a bad temper and a bad personality, so please be more tolerant!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Dingshan glared and said angrily:

"What is it called 'Xiaolin', this is your ancestor!"

Zhang Qingyue went crazy, she didn't expect the old man to be serious!
……

……

It is said that Wang Rufeng, who left Zhang's family, was in a state of despair.

"This bloody bastard."

There was endless resentment in his eyes, and he punched the wall heavily, blood flowing out from his fingers.

He is well-known in the capital as Wang Rufeng, yet he was humiliated by a junior one after another, it is simply too hateful.

"Number one in calligraphy! Hmph, how about number one in calligraphy? If you offend me, I will definitely not make it easier for you."

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Wang Rufeng's mouth. He has been around for so many years, and he also has his own connections.

He swore that, even if he showed his old face, he would make Lin Fei bad.

……

At this time, a table of sumptuous meals had been laid out for quite a while. On the dinner table, Lin Fei became the focus of everyone. Zhang Dingshan liked it more and more, and Zhang Qingyue became happier the more he thought about it. They are all full, and the dishes in the bowl are always top-notch.

Under Zhang's family's warm hospitality, the lunch was lively for two hours before it came to an end.

It can be seen that Mr. Zhang is very happy today. With the addition of a jar of century-old nine-year-old spring wine, Mr. Zhang is also a person who loves wine. With a fellow like Lin Fei as his company, it is inevitable that he drank a little more.

The old man's personal doctor repeatedly advised him.

The old man just shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, what's the point of this, when I was young, one person could drink a jar of it."

"Besides, it's a sin to waste a drop of this hundred-year-old wine, and it's worse than killing me if you don't drink a sip."

The private doctor didn't dare to say anything.

However, Xu Zitao, who came with Wang Rufeng just now, is a professional Chinese medicine doctor. Seeing the old man drinking like a life, he couldn't help but feel worried, and said:

"Teacher, you will be eighty soon this year. At your age, you must never drink alcohol, especially this kind of strong alcohol."

Jiuyunchun wine is the first strong wine in ancient times.

What is "Nine Brews"? "Nine Brews" means nine "shares", and the wine and rice are put into the Quye nine times. This is the wine that Cao Cao offered to Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and later became a royal tribute wine.

Zhang Dingshan shook his head, his eyes blushed layer after layer, and said slightly drunk: "It's okay, I know my body, I'm here today to drink with Teacher Lin instead of my late father."

Everyone looked at Lin Fei in unison, and Lin Fei understood the meaning of that look, so he said, "Mr. Zhang, you and I are gentlemen, so let's stop."

"Last bite, last bite."

Mr. Zhang dared not listen to Lin Fei's words. He was already slightly drunk, and he couldn't bear to part with the wine in his glass, so he took a sip and drank it all in one gulp.

This sip of wine was a little urgent, and when it reached the throat, Zhang Dingshan felt something was wrong, his heart was beating "chug", and he just wanted to spit it out, but the wine was too precious, and he couldn't bear it, so he forced himself to swallow it.

Just this last sip, and it's completely broken.

Zhang Dingshan didn't come up after taking a breath, fell off the seat all of a sudden, and fell limply to the ground.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Grandpa, don't scare me!"

"Mr. Zhang, call the doctor quickly."

In an instant, the crowd was chaotic and surrounded nervously.

Mr. Zhang's personal doctor hurried up to check, and shouted, "Call an ambulance quickly."

"The old man's heart is already bad. Under the excitement, he drank strong alcohol again, and his life will be in danger later."

Xu Zitao grabbed the old man's hand, felt his pulse quickly, and his expression sank: "The doctor is right, call an ambulance quickly, if it's late, he'll be gone."

Standing aside, Lin Fei stared at Zhang Dingshan, and he could tell something was wrong without feeling his pulse.

Acute myocardial infarction.

In the simulator, he not only learned astronomy and geography, poetry, calligraphy and painting, but also systematically studied Chinese medicine, and he went further, not only learning the past and present medical skills, but also learning knowledge hundreds of years ahead of the current medical level.

In other words, Lin Fei's current medical skills can revive the dead.

Zhang Dingshan, this disease can be cured easily.

Lin Fei stood up and walked over.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

At this moment, the private doctor asked.

Lin Fei uttered two words coldly: "Save people."

Chen Yuhan said in a cold voice: "If it weren't for you, Zhang Gong would have become like this, you just stay."

Qi Jiuyou snorted coldly: "Lin Fei, it's a matter of life and death, don't pretend to be aggressive here."

Zhang Wen was concerned, but confused, with red eyes: "Lin Fei, I beg you, please don't make more trouble."

Everyone is stopping, a young boy, what do you know?
Lin Fei glanced at the crowd lightly, then withdrew his gaze.

"It's up to you to believe it or not, and it's up to me to save it."

He and Zhang Dingshan were quite speculative. The saving of people this time was not for merit, but for the sake of heart.

Lin Fei found a needle in his pocket, an ordinary embroidery needle, which was used for practice when he was learning acupuncture in the simulator, and then he had a habit of keeping a needle in his pocket for emergencies.

"You want acupuncture?"

Xu Zitao asked in surprise.

Lin Fei ignored it, walked quickly to Zhang Dingshan, and unbuttoned his Tang suit.

"Are you a Chinese medicine doctor?" Xu Zitao followed suit.

"No."

Everyone's expressions changed, and Xu Zitao was furious: "You are messing around, you are going to die."

Zhang Qingyue quickly stood up and stopped her: "Listen to the doctor and wait for the ambulance."

Lin Fei shook his head, and said firmly: "It's too late, this matter cannot be delayed, at most a quarter of an hour, Mr. Zhang will die."

Everyone was silent, it took half an hour one way from here to the nearest hospital.

(End of this chapter)