Chapter 496 I Am an Old Veterinarian, Specializing in Treating Braggarts (12/12 League Leader Update Completed!)

Chapter 496 I am an old veterinarian, specializing in treating braggarts (1212 League Leader update completed!)

In front of the fallen board wall, eyeballs were jumping around, and teeth were chattering all over the floor.

For a moment, no one knew what to say.

Is this fake...is it really fake...is it really really fake...

Not to mention the reporters, even Jia Yelian next to Zhuang Buyuan was stunned.

He knew that Zhuang Buyuan would be built very quickly, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Buyuan would be built so fast!

At this moment, his mentality was very contradictory.

My first thought was: Damn it, my project money isn’t ready yet.

The second thought is: Oh my god, starting from today, the real estate we bought will start to soar!

Crazy, really crazy!

Zhuang Buyuan did not stay on the stage, but retired and returned to Zhou Xiangan.

Under the stage, countless reporters swarmed up and got into the tunnel.

"Did it really get through?"

"No way, it's more than thirty kilometers away!"

"How can it be that simple? You must have only dug through part of it..."

"Then someone, drive a car, let's go in and take a look first!"

"You, you... aren't you causing trouble for me!" Zhou Xiang'an wished he could stab Zhuang Zhuang not far away with his finger.

Zhang Dafan and the others worked overtime yesterday and haven't gone back yet!

This is great, I have to work overtime all night again!

He rolled his eyes at Zhuang Buyuan and stepped forward to stop the reporters: "Stop, stop everyone, no one is allowed in!"

"The tunnel has not yet been inspected and accepted, and non-construction personnel are not allowed to enter!"

"You, even you, can't go in even if you wear a helmet, come out!"

"Not even journalists, you are violating security laws!"

Zhou Xiangan and his staff arrested all the reporters as if they were chasing ducks.

The reporters then remembered that they wanted to interview Zhuang Buyuan.

Zhuang Buyuan was so slippery that he found a place where there was no one, hiding from everyone's sight, and dug into his backpack. From time to time, the sounds of "three strips" and "touch" came from inside.

Jia Yelian was in trouble. He didn't know anything. He could only smile mysteriously and say a series of: "I'm sorry, no comment."

"It's an industry secret."

"This involves the company's operational secrets and is not convenient to disclose at the moment."

The reporters couldn't get anything out of his mouth, so they started randomly arresting people for interviews.

Only then did everyone think of Mr. Feng, who had been breaking the shady news just now, and stretched out their spears and cannons in front of him.

The little secretary who was following him had never seen such a posture before. He subconsciously shrank to the side and was immediately squeezed out of the crowd. How easy was it to squeeze in again?

"Mr. Feng, do you know about this situation?"

"Mr. Feng? You said before that it was absolutely impossible to dig the tunnel..."

"Mr. Feng..."

Faced with long guns and short cannons, as well as the flashing lights, Mr. Feng was dumbfounded.

He wanted to say something, but his heart suddenly felt cramped. He shook, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat dripped down.

The reporters became more and more reluctant to let him go, with the microphone almost poking into his face.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Xu Nianwu rushed forward, trying his best to separate the crowd and stand in front of Mr. Feng.

His feelings for Mr. Feng were very complicated, like a superior and a subordinate, like a father and son, and more like a master and apprentice. Even after being slapped, he still didn't leave.

Mr. Feng reached out to hold his shoulders, bowed in pain, and put his head on his back.

"Mr. Feng? Mr. Feng..." Xu Nianwu turned around in a hurry and supported Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng's hands were tightly covering his chest. His face was extremely pale. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?" Xu Nianwu shouted nervously.

The reporters also realized something was wrong and quickly got out of the way.

"I'm afraid it's a heart attack."

"Quick, is there a doctor?"

Mr. Feng was lying on the ground, almost out of breath. Xu Nianwu shouted: "Help, help, who will save me? Come and save me!"

It's a pity that there are a lot of businessmen at the scene, but there is really no doctor.

"Huh?" Zhuang Buyuan poked his head out of his backpack in the corner. When he heard Xu Nianwu calling for help, he quickly turned around and said, "Brother Crab, go help!"

Gao Crab rushed into the crowd and said: "I am a doctor, everyone, get out of the way!"

He quickly checked Mr. Feng, turned to Zhuang Buyuan and said: "Master, nitroglycerin 0.6mg! Aspirin 300mg, isoamyl nitrite...handkerchief, who has a handkerchief?"

Zhuang Buyuan reached into his backpack.

Dahu in the backpack has already handed over the medicine with his little hands.

Zhuang Buyuan looked at it and found it was exactly the same.

"Dahu is awesome!" Zhuang Buyuan reached in and stroked Dahu's head again.

Since Dahu and the others had an accident last time, Gao Xia always carries various emergency medicines and facilities with him at all times. Zhuang Buyuan's backpack contains an emergency vehicle.

After helping Mr. Feng take these drugs, he found that the situation was still not good and quickly performed cardiac resuscitation on him.

After his heartbeat became more stable, Gao Xie said again: "Oxygen inhalation machine..."

Zhuang Buyuan took out a 40cm high oxygen inhaler from his small backpack.

Everyone:...

Is there something wrong?

Damn it, this is P’s!

When Mr. Feng finally calmed down, Gao Xie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, someone calls the ambulance and sends Mr. Feng to the hospital. Everyone, please get out of the way and don't crowd around here."

After a while, the ambulance did not come, and Mr. Feng woke up.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Mr. Feng, you have a heart attack."

"Are you a doctor? Thank you doctor..." Mr. Feng said weakly.

Gao Xian felt his pulse, looked at his watch, calculated his heart rate, and said, "Do you have any history of heart disease before?"

"no……"

"Not yet? Have you drank too much recently?"

"It's not too much. I have a good drinking capacity..."

"When I checked just now, according to the symptoms, your liver has cirrhosis. There must have been signs of myocardial infarction of your degree before. When I gave you the medicine just now, I could smell stomach acid. You just had it not long ago. Just vomit..."

Blow, keep blowing, blow hard!

"Uh..." Mr. Feng was speechless.

"You are still drinking like this at this age. You really don't take your life seriously." Gao Xia said, "Before you drink next time, write a will first. Isn't there anyone who advises you to drink less?"

Mr. Feng turned his eyes and saw Zhuang Buyuan looking at him with a faint smile.

Remembering that he had forced Zhuang Buyuan to drink with him last night, he didn't know what to say.

"Remember, you either quit drinking or you die. You choose one." Gao Crab looked up and saw that the ambulance had arrived, and stood up and said.

"Thank you, doctor." Mr. Feng said, "Doctor, please leave your contact information. I will visit you another day to thank you and send you a banner..."

"No, this is what I should do."

"Doctor, you saved my life. Thank you no matter what..."

"Actually, it's not appropriate for you to thank me." Gao Xie said, "After all, I am a veterinarian."

Mr. Feng rolled his eyes and almost fainted from anger.

Zhou Xiangan quickly dragged them both away.

Save it, you two!

Mr. Feng is quite old. Is it easy to live or die?

(Finally, the additional updates and yesterday’s update have been uploaded, orz… where is today’s update?)