Chapter 412 Thanks for the price of inflation, the fourth leader of Brother Shenhai! 】
Fatty Ou only ate some vegetable and fruit salad tonight.
He euphemistically said that weight loss should start with diet control.
Then, he sat on the sofa with an empty stomach until seven o'clock in the evening, howling self-encouragement words such as "I'm hungry," "I can't do it anymore," and "Persistence is victory."
Song Siyu advised him to take things step by step, but he refused to listen.
He also told Song Siyu that he was going to exercise and went downstairs to the gym.
Song Siyu had no choice but to continue studying Chen Feng's quantum programming algorithm in the study and let him go.
At 8:58, Song Siyu felt suspicious when he saw that Fatty Ou hadn't gone upstairs to take a shower yet.
Normally, a fat person can run for less than ten minutes, and then he has to cry out and take a break.
This time, there was no movement for almost two hours, which was strange.
Song Siyu hurried downstairs to take a look, only to find Fatty Ou, who was wearing a vest and covered in sweat, lying face to face next to the elliptical machine.
She rushed over quickly.
The fat man seemed to have fainted not long ago. Sweat dripped down his vest to the ground, soaking the carpet and revealing his human shape.
Song Siyu knows first aid and can perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
But the fat on the fat man's body was too thick. With her little strength, she was exhausted after turning the man over and couldn't hold him down at all.
Song Siyu quickly called Uncle Long, who lived in the villa next door, and then called the emergency center of Jiangnan No. 1 Hospital, which Ou Shi has long cooperated with.
Uncle Long arrived at the scene a minute later.
But within this minute, Ou Junlang's heartbeat and pulse became weaker and weaker, until they completely stopped. At the same time, Uncle Long finally rushed over and began emergency rescue.
After asking about the situation and hanging up the phone, Chen Feng's hands were freed and he ran and jumped three points faster.
His expression was extremely solemn.
There was no conspiracy or sneak attack in the whole incident, it was just a complete misfire.
The fat man, who had not exercised for a long time, didn't know which muscle he had set up wrongly in his mind. He suddenly tried hard and tried to exercise all his strength. As a result, he took too much weight and his cardiopulmonary function could not keep up, causing cardiac arrest.
This has never happened in the past timeline.
Fatty always looks very cool and salty. Every time he talks about losing weight, it's actually just out of words.
Chen Feng felt that he had completely seen through the urine of Fatty in numerous historical materials.
Therefore, he had never been worried about this. He had never considered this possibility at all and was completely unprepared.
But this time something unexpected happened.
Chen Feng knew the reason, and the root cause still lay with himself.
He triggered the backlash of time and space again.
Fatty people have suffered too many invisible blows these days.
The gap between reality and ideal has been impacting Fatty's mind.
Since he was a child, he has been eager to escape from his father's shadow and prove himself.
So when he faced Chen Feng, the fat man rushed forward without hesitation and hugged the thigh decisively.
Little did he know that he had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.
The thighs were hugged, but the legs were too thick, and the shadow covered the sky and the sun.
This time it was better, he won more thoroughly without any struggle.
Fatty never gives up.
The more this happened, the more anxious he became.
Until the huge sense of gap exceeded the critical point of his mental endurance.
In short, the fat man's mentality is broken.
But his collapse was not about decadence, but his decision to face reality and work hard.
He decided to accept his destiny as a thoroughbred and prepare to become a better stallion.
He needs to strengthen his exercise to improve his cardiopulmonary function and improve his metabolism to improve his body quality.
The idea was wonderful, but he overcorrected, was not sufficiently prepared, did not let professionals guide the training, and fell into a life-threatening situation.
Chen Feng looked calm on the surface, but inside he was nervous and remorseful.
Playing with time is essentially playing with fire.
In addition, he also wants to control the unpredictable people's hearts, and he even plays with fire by standing next to the oil drum. If he is not careful, a piece of flesh will be chewed off by the time and space storm silently.
When he had the illusion that I could control everything, he was actually standing on the edge of a dangerous cliff without even realizing it.
Now, Chen Feng has paid the price of inflation.
Chen Feng punched himself hard in the chest.
I'm a big bad guy!
Being called Master Chen, Teacher Chen, Mr. Chen, sages, and leaders all day long makes me really think that I am a god with omniscience and omnipotence.
I should have paid attention to the fat man's mental state earlier and shouldn't have hit him like that all the time.
It cannot be said that the fat man has a cowardly character and cannot withstand blows.
This is really an unpreventable accident.
well.
Chen Feng sighed secretly, gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.
Thank God.
When Chen Feng was about to arrive at Hanhua Spring Villa, Song Siyu called again and told him good news.
After three broken ribs were resuscitated by Uncle Long using a pacemaker and two-hand compression, the fat man's heartbeat and consciousness gradually recovered.
Chen Feng's heart was shattered.
Only then did he feel the chill on his body, and it turned out that he was already dripping with cold sweat.
So risky.
Although this time-space backlash is not as thrilling as when Zhong Lei narrowly escaped a car accident, it is not at all as dangerous.
It would be even more unjust if the fat man really died like this.
God knows how the history books will be written a thousand years from now.
He was reincarnated as an emperor in a good way, but his life turned into a comic tragedy.
If the fat man knew anything, he would definitely die in peace.
As one of the top luxury houses in Hanzhou City, the property security of Hanhua Spring is very professional, and the monitoring in the community is almost complete and there are no blind spots.
Being pressed for time, Chen Feng didn't bother to report to the guard, so he decided to climb over the wall and enter directly.
The security measures that can prevent 99% of the world's thieves are useless in front of Chen Feng.
He jumped over the iron fence and high wall with a light leap, then stepped on the ground, and in a flash, he went straight to the fat man's single-family villa.
The 24-hour manned surveillance system cannot even respond to automatic alarms, let alone the visual discrimination of the inspectors in the monitoring room.
From receiving the call to arriving at the scene, Chen Feng took two and thirty-seven seconds.
"How's the situation?"
Chen Feng opened the floor-to-ceiling window of the gym on the first floor, hurriedly walked in, and asked.
The fat man, who was still lying on his back, had a face that was half white and half red, and beads of sweat were still pouring out from his forehead. He coughed dryly from time to time, but he tried hard to restrain the urge to cough and hummed in his mouth.
Three broken ribs, no joke, it must be very painful.
Song Siyu sat nervously next to him and could only look at the fat man with worried eyes.
She herself is pregnant now and doesn't dare to take any more risks.
Uncle Long, who was about to turn around and pour the water, was stunned and turned back, "Mr. Chen?"
"Well, it's me."
Uncle Long swallowed his saliva, "No...it shouldn't be a serious problem."
As a professional bodyguard, Uncle Long is familiar with the terrain of the entire Hanzhou City.
He is also very familiar with Chen Feng's position.
Now he was feeling dizzy again.
He must have traveled more than ten kilometers to come here. Song Siyu just called him a few minutes ago, so why did he arrive already?
Even if a helicopter takes off from takeoff to landing, it’s not that fast!
When Ou Junlang heard Chen Feng's voice, his mind, which was slightly dazed due to the severe pain, became slightly clearer, "Master...Master, I'm fine."
Chen Feng came over and touched his pulse first, "It's okay, but you're a bit exaggerated when you say it's okay. Oh, I really... don't know how to say good things about you. If you want to lose weight, don't act like this.
You have to have a plan when doing things."
After saying that, he felt that the fat man had just escaped from death, so it was not a good idea to teach others a lesson.
"Forget it, you will gain wisdom after suffering, and you will improve your memory in the future. I would rather you stay fat like this. Didn't I tell you, it's okay for you to be like this, there is no need to be too harsh on yourself."
The fat man's situation is more complicated, and Chen Feng doesn't know how to comfort him, so he can only say a few words.
Ou Junlang nodded angrily, saying that he understood, but it was difficult to explain without really understanding.
Unable to wait for a moment, Uncle Long held the water cup in his left hand and took a painkiller in his right hand for the fat man to take.
Painkillers are not ordinary goods. They were life-savers when Uncle Long was charging overseas. Even bullet wounds could barely be suppressed, and the effect was outstanding.
After a minute, the fat man stopped humming, but his mind was a little dazed, and he looked a bit like he was drunk.
There were still a few minutes before the ambulance arrived, and Ou Guohua was also rushing here from the Ou family's mansion.
When the fat man's eyes gradually narrowed, he seemed to be asleep.
Chen Feng whispered to Song Siyu to turn around and keep a close eye on him to prevent him from seeking death again.
Unexpectedly, Ou Junlang suddenly opened his eyes and cried loudly, "Master, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. Wife, I'm sorry for making you frightened. Uncle Long, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
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Maybe he was really sad, or maybe the painkillers with some psychedelic effects defeated his psychological defenses, leaving his slightly collapsed state of mind unreservedly exposed.
Chen Feng sighed, "Alas..."
By this time, he knew where he was wrong.
It was his mistake to drag Fatty Ou onto the ship to save the world.
Among the six people who saved the world, Zhong Lei, Lu Wei, Ryan, and Meng Xiaozhou are not ordinary people. They all have strong will attributes and amazing talents.
Several people are good at winning, and each has his or her own merits.
Compared with these people, Ou Junlang, who was born into a wealthy family, is more like a mediocre mortal.
It's not that Ou Junlang is really incompetent.
Fatty's talent is already very good, at least he can surpass 99.99% of people.
His spiritual quality can also surpass 99.99% of people.
But this is not enough, because the other five people in the rescue have a comprehensive quality that exceeds at least 99.9999%.
There is a difference of two decimal points. This difference seems subtle, but in fact it is a huge difference.
Although Ou Junlang is considered excellent, he is still not good enough to bear such a heavy responsibility as the savior.
He couldn't bear the psychological pressure, so that his judgment was unbalanced, and he was eager for success in losing weight, forgetting to take it step by step, and made a major mistake.
"You all should go out for a while. I'll have a chat with him alone."
Now is not the time to let Song Siyu and Uncle Long know. If Fatty Ou continues to act like this, he will leak it sooner or later. Chen Feng said calmly in an irresistible tone.
Uncle Long's lips trembled and he wanted to refute, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Song Siyu was a little worried, but thought that with Chen Feng watching, nothing would happen.
After the two left, Chen Feng sat on the ground.
"Okay, I know you have a grievance. I asked them both to leave. You can vent your anger. But don't move too much, lest your ribs become dislocated and poke your lungs."
Fatty Ou was startled at first, and quickly restrained his breathing, only whining non-stop.
After nearly half a minute, he whispered in a low voice: "Master, I am so unwilling. I also want to help you and do something, but I can't do anything. Why am I like this?"
