Ye Fan's lips curled up slightly, showing a playful sneer, and then continued to ask with concern: "Meng Dawei, do you want me to take you to the hospital? I see that your face is a little pale, you must be poisoned!"
"No! Don't bother you! I'll be fine in a while!" Meng Dawei said gritting his teeth. He was still waiting for Ye Fan's medicine to attack, how could he go to the hospital first?
Therefore, he must endure it, even if it hurts!
However, the medicine Ye Fan gave was not something he could withstand if he wanted to?
Meng Dawei's face turned purple and black, his expression was painful, and his whole body began to wriggle like a worm, and there were shrill screams from his mouth from time to time, which was creepy.
"Ah...ahhh!"
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"
"Ye Fan, you... hurry up and call 120 for me! I... I'm almost in pain!"
......
Meng Dawei's expression was distorted, and he was in pain, and his whole face was terrifyingly ferocious.
At this time, Ye Fan did not respond to his words, but looked like he was not concerned about himself and hung up high. He even crossed his legs, leaned against the back of the chair, and then lit a cigarette.
He took a breath and slowly spit out the smoke.
"call--"
Under the smoke, his expression became extremely cold and hideous, as if he was a devil coming out of hell, which was terrifying.
At this time, Meng Dawei's condition became more and more serious. His body trembled violently, and his whole body twitched constantly like a sieve, with an expression of pain.
When Meng Dawei saw Ye Fan being indifferent, he was a little desperate, "Ye Fan, what are you doing? Hurry up and call me 120! Hurry up and call me!"
At this time, Ye Fan blew up the ashes and then joked with quite playfulness: "Meng Dawei! Didn't you say that it was okay just now? Your expression was so painful, wouldn't you pretend?"
Pretend? I'm almost in pain! Which eye can you tell that I'm pretending? This is my real reaction!
Upon hearing this, Meng Dawei's face twitched violently a few times.
Then, he endured great pain and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and then said, "Ye Fan! Don't joke, I...I'm really in pain, you... hurry up and help.
I'll call an ambulance!"
However, at this moment, Ye Fan asked meaningfully, "You can call an ambulance for you, but I want to ask you a question!"
Meng Dawei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and hurriedly urged: "You ask, ask quickly! I... I can't hold on!"
At this time, Ye Fan held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "If I get poisoned, would you also call me for an ambulance?"
Well?
Meng Dawei was stunned, and then said with a puzzled look: "How could you be poisoned? Ye Fan! It's time now, please stop making such boring jokes, okay? Call me quickly
Let’s call!”
"Born joke? Haha! Then isn't this a boring joke if you drugged in wine?"
Ye Fan's mouth curled up slightly, staring at Meng Dawei with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Swish!"
Suddenly, Meng Dawei's face became extremely shocked, and he asked in panic: "You... do you understand?"