Chapter 832 (1/2)

At that time, Mo Liangyu was in the emergency room for naloxone injection treatment. Due to the long drinking time, most of the alcohol had been absorbed by the blood and could only be relieved by infusion.

A sound of footwork came from outside the door. He turned his head and saw Qiao Mu and Qin Baiyu, with his nose moving back and forth. ”Second brother, fourth brother...”

Qiao Mu picked the next eyebrow peak, joked: ”it seems that there is no poison silly, but also know people!”

Mo Liangyu pursed his mouth and lowered his eyelashes. He was very aggrieved.

”Look at your virtue! Mo Liangyu, I'm not talking about you. How old are you? How much alcohol do you drink? If you can't drink, don't try to be brave. You are really promising! ”

Qiao Mu's standard knife mouth and bean curd heart, although he was scolding, there was a little worry on his cheek.

Mo Liangyu heard his words, the corner of his mouth moved and nodded weakly, ”second brother, I'm wrong.”

In fact, he was just in a bad mood yesterday and didn't really want to drink himself to death.

Who knows that when he drinks it, he goes to the top. Later, he simply drinks foreign wine as water. As a result, he drinks too much.

When I woke up this morning, I felt something was wrong.

It was very difficult for him to move. It took him a lot of effort to take out his mobile phone and broadcast a call casually. Fortunately, it was Yunting's.

Mohist mansion is a place where he lives alone. On weekdays, unless there is a need, the housekeeper and the servant who clean the room will not take a step.

He didn't even tell anyone that the original intention of the Mohist mansion was to be his and Ling Mi's wedding house.

He didn't dare to let people know about this kind of face slapping. It's ridiculous and pathetic.

So, under the fermentation of many emotions, he poisoned himself.

Oh, shame!

At this time, Qiao Mu looked at Mo Liangyu and wanted to scold him again, but he couldn't bear it.

After all, he is a good brother who grew up together. Seeing him suffer, I feel bad.

Qiao Mu sighed and pointed to him, ”it's good that you know your mistake. This time you are lucky. You are sent to the hospital by Yunting. Next time you are so reckless, it's estimated that we will go to the underground floor to see you!”

Mo Liangyu's mind was misty, and he asked, ”where is the first floor underground?”

Qiao Mu leaned on the low cabinet beside the bed in the emergency room, with no expression on his face, ”the morgue!”