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Chapter 86 What song what brother?

It's really sweet, with a soft and dense texture like a puff, filling your mouth.

Cheng Shuo shook his head intoxicatedly.

This taste not only stimulates the taste buds, but also makes the mood happy.

Passion fruit, mango, lemon, all the flavors are soft together and maintain a delicate balance.

Cheng Shuo didn't know whether he was captured by Jing Tian's careless little move, or whether he was simply conquered by this unique taste.

He just felt that drinking the drink ordered by Jingtian made him salivate.

The neon lights flashing in the night made it difficult for him to open his eyes. Under the colorful lights, Jing Tian's face looked even more delicate.

She pulled up her hair around her ears, with a nice curve at the corner of her mouth. She put one leg on top of the other, put her hands on her knees, propped up her chin and looked in the direction of the screen, looking in rapt attention.

Feeling Cheng Shuo's gaze, she turned back silently, "What are you looking at me doing?"

As she spoke, the light in the room turned crimson, illuminating her face.

Cheng Shuo felt that the scenery was very good, and his thoughts drifted to the clouds for a while.

It was as if gravity had been lost under his feet, and every smiling movement of his body made him feel like he was floating.

wrong!

Cheng Shuo suddenly shook his head.

This wine is poisonous. Bah, there is wine in this drink.

"Your face is so red."

The light in the room changed again, and the crimson color on Jing Tian's face also disappeared, but Cheng Shuo's face was still bright red.

Jing Tian thought it was the look between the two that made him squirm, so he covered his mouth and chuckled, "What bad things are you thinking about?"

Cheng Shuo gritted his teeth, found a glimmer of clarity, and pointed to the half-filled drink he drank: "Is there wine in this?"

Jing Tian chuckled, "This is just wine."

But looking at Cheng Shuo's ugly face, she gradually couldn't stop laughing, "Don't you think you can't drink?"

Looking down, Cheng Shuo's exposed arms also showed a sickly red color, dotted like spots on his skin.

Cheng Shuo replied slowly: "That's right."

"Are you allergic to alcohol? Are you okay?" She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Cheng Shuo, "Why don't you go to the hospital? I've heard before that a person who had an alcohol allergy didn't take it seriously and didn't live for more than an hour."

"An Xin, I didn't drink much of your glass of wine, and it's cold in my hometown. I learned to drink before I could walk since I was a child. I've been in the industry for a long time over the years, and I've had countless wine parties and dinners. Is this training in vain?"

Although his current condition seemed like his days were numbered, he was still very tough when he spoke. Jing Tian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a slight tone of relief: "Then you are not in the way?"

Cheng Shuo raised his head, his voice was calm and full of energy.

"I can survive at least two hours."

Jing Tian was stunned for a moment, then cursed: "What time has it been? I'm still thrashing about here! Someone come quickly."

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"Look at my hand. I have a few fingers stretched out."

Confused, Cheng Shuo opened his eyes, and a white coat came into view. He was trying hard to shake his right hand, stretching out his index finger and thumb.

The slightly obscure Cantonese was translated in his mind. He opened his mouth and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Eight."

The unlucky man in the white coat in sight took off his stethoscope and hung it around his neck, and sighed at the beautiful figure beside him.

"Why don't you transfer me to another hospital?"

"No, doctor, you must save him. He hasn't written a song for me yet."

Hearing Jing Tian's anxious voice, Cheng Shuo finally woke up.

He rolled his eyes on the hospital bed and had to say that this girl was really pragmatic.

The doctor glanced at Cheng Shuo, who was rubbing his temples, and said, "Nothing's wrong. It's normal to have some confusion when you first wake up, but we can't handle the disease that's always being talked about."

Jing Tian said worriedly: "Do I need two more injections? There won't be any sequelae, right?"

"No."

This sentence was said by Cheng Shuo, who had already propped himself up and sat up.

I cleared my throat and my voice became normal.

The doctor handed Cheng Shuo a bag of glucose, "Drink it to supplement your sugar intake."

Then he picked up the pen and began to write down the notes. At the same time, he warned: "You should know well that you are intolerant to alcohol. Don't drink alcohol in the future, especially high-alcohol alcohol."

Jing Tian raised his head and said, "What about low-alcohol drinks? Alcoholic beverages?"

"I suggest you drink less."

"Thank you, doctor." Cheng Shuo picked up his clothes and grabbed Jing Tian's back collar with one hand, "Let's go."

Jing Tian straightened his collar and replied with a bright look on his face, confirming: "Are you okay?"

"Okay, nothing's wrong."

Cheng Shuo's head still hurts a little, but it's just caused by lack of water, nothing serious.

After taking a bag of glucose, my throat became much more moisturized.

"Why are you alone?"

Although he is a female man, he is still weak, so it must be very difficult for him to drag himself.

Jing Tian curled his lips, "They all drank too much, and they all had too much to look after. You asked me to keep quiet when you drank too much, so I didn't tell them."

There was a narrow smile on her face again, and Cheng Shuo looked like he had the pearls of wisdom in his chest every day.

If he hadn't shown embarrassment when he was drunk, he would have thought it was a flawless robot.

Although his drunken appearance was very different from his normal appearance, he had an extra human vitality.

Yes, Jing Tian also thinks that Cheng Shuo doesn't look like a human being when he puts on his face.

"You can't drink."

"Didn't you see it?"

Cheng Shuo glanced at her and didn't want to explain more on this topic, but Jing Tian still pursued her.

"I've never heard you say that before."

"You didn't ask before." Cheng Shuo sighed, "It's a secret."

Jing Tian immediately made a zipper movement around his mouth obediently, "I have the strictest mouth."

Still feeling that it was not enough, she rolled her eyes and tried, "For the sake of keeping your confidentiality, can you write two songs for me?"

"If you have a tight mouth, I recommend not singing." Cheng Shuo refused without thinking: "And don't even think about repaying a favor, I have no inspiration."

"Hey, what's your attitude?" Jing Tian stopped and said, "This private hospital is very expensive. What's wrong with giving you two songs in exchange for medical expenses?"

"When the bill comes, remember to issue an invoice."

Cheng Shuo said something lightly, kept walking, waved his hands behind him, and strode forward without any intention of looking back.

Seeing his retreating back, Jing Tian could no longer restrain himself, "Cheng Shuo, you bastard! You might as well be drunk!"

When you're drunk, you're much better than this scumbag who just slaps his butt and leaves!

If you get a chance in the future, you must poison him!

"Wait for me, bastard."

Quickly catching up with Cheng Shuo, "I regret very much now that I didn't record you when you were drunk."

"That's a pity. There will be no chance in the future."

"You'd better not drink anything handed to you for the rest of your life."

"Thank you for reminding me, I'll remember it." Cheng Shuo nodded heavily.

Cheng Shuo still had a conscience. Looking at her posture, how could she be as unresponsive as a stone?

He breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "I do have two songs for you."