Chapter 1482

"That's not true. It's an old bone. It can be solved by fighting. We can't bear it. Besides, your son is pestering here. If I do something to you, I'm afraid I can't get out of here alive. Why kill each other? Don't you think so?"

Mubei was very open to see. At that time, Ji Qianchen was in a rush to find Mu ting to settle accounts. Seeing people, the smell of the fire medicine was not as strong as expected.

"Do you care about me?"

Mu Ting grins and thinks it's incredible.

"Caring is the second thing, but what you did to me in those days can't be calculated just like that. How about we put together wine? Some civilized duel. "

Mubei thinks that the drinking is enough to be kind to Mu ting. If it's someone else, he has already destroyed his mind. He can stay here and drink with him in peace of mind. Have a dream.

"Dad, no, in terms of your current physical condition, you can't drink, especially if you drink a lot, which will lead to the deterioration of your condition. You can't joke about your body."

Mu sichen stands at Mu Ting's angle and thinks for him.

But mu Ting suddenly opened his mouth, and readily agreed to Mu Bei's request: "well, I haven't had a good fight for a long time. Come on."

"Dad, I'm a doctor. You have to listen to me. You can't get along with your body."

Muschen frowned and tried to stop it.

"Chen'er, there's nothing wrong with you here. Go upstairs."

Mu Ting simply drove him away. In this family, no one dares to compete with Mu ting. He will always be the same Mu ting.

"Dad..."

"My own body, I know myself. Come and get the best wine out of the cellar."

Mu Ting shouted to the servants in the villa.

"Yes, sir." Someone will move the wine soon.

All kinds of wine are on the table.

Mu Bei and Mu Ting are sitting on the opposite side, looking at each other.

"Let's start?"

"Come on, do it."

A person picked up a bottle, Gudong Gudong drink up, when lifting the bottle, looking at each other. No one loses his momentum.

Mu sichen stood aside, not daring to stop, not daring to open his voice, and could only wait silently, worried, with the preparation to send his father to the hospital.

Two or three bottles of red wine go down, Mu north is not damned, Mu Ting is also so, two people's alcohol is equal.

Mu Ting's alcohol consumption naturally exceeded Mu Bei's expectation.

"Oh, three bottles down, you have nothing. It seems that you can drink. Come again."

Mu Bei looks at Mu ting and picks up the fourth bottle.

Mu Ting is not willing to show weakness, also picked up the fourth bottle to drink.

Originally, the wine had to be tasted slowly, but the whole Gulong was drunk. There was no taste of any good wine.

The two drank for more than an hour.

Mubei is in a fight with his eyelids. His head is dizzy. His face is not burning well. His wine strength has been increased.

But mu Ting still looks the same.

"You How can I drink that? "

Mubei holds the wine bottle and points to Mu Ting, saying that he is definitely not satisfied and dare not admit that he can't drink any more.

"You have to admit that I'm stronger than you in all aspects. Drinking is also the same. Since I'm drunk, I'll go back. I can send you a driver, and I can afford you, third brother."

Mu Ting put down the empty bottle in his hand and planned to end the fight.

"No, I can still drink. I can still drink."

Mubei stood up trembling and held up another bottle of wine. He was about to raise his head and drink it with a crack.

The bottle fell to the ground and broke into cinders because of the lack of strength of hands.

And Mubei also sits on the ground, too drunk to stand up: "help me up, I can still drink."

"I can still drink."

Mubeitou is leaning on the coffee table, sleeping like a child, mumbling that he can still drink.

Mu Ting shook his head and waved: "come on, send him back."

"Yes, sir."

Two people came to help Mubei up from the ground.

"Don't touch me, I can still drink. Mu Ting, you're not better than me. I just don't care to be like you. I'm happier than you. I'm richer than you. What's like you have nothing? I tell you that you've got your own retribution. Ha ha ha, today's wine, I'm celebrating. Do you understand?"

Mubei's mood is high, and his words are slovenly. No one is afraid of offending him.

"Take him away."

Mu Ting is too lazy to listen to his nonsense here. He is ordered to be taken away.

"Mu Ting, you are a loser, a loser in life..."

At the moment when Mubei was dragged away, he shouted such a sentence at the gate.His words echoed in the living room.

Mu Ting is sitting in a wheelchair and remembers what he said just now.

Yeah, loser. He was a loser. He had nothing to lose.

"Cough..."

Mu Ting suddenly coughed twice and coughed up a mouthful of blood from his throat.

Muschen immediately took out a handkerchief from his pocket and rushed to him: "Dad, how are you? It must be bleeding from the stomach. A lot of high concentration alcohol will burn your stomach, which is already very fragile. "

"Ha ha, chen'er, do you know why I want to drink with him?" Mu Ting grabs the handle, and his mouth is full of a complicated smile.

"Is it because of the guilt? But father, you are not such a person. You never regret what you have done? "

Mu sichen still knows Mu Ting very well. He is always vigorous and never regrets his words and deeds.

"Of course not. I just want to die. I can't find a way. I haven't drunk for a long time. Maybe I can get rid of drinking."

"Dad, why do you think so? Why do you want to die? How can you have such a frustrated idea when you have a hard time living today?"

I used to see my father living tenaciously. How can I suddenly feel so depressed today.

"Because I have seen Qianchen, and I have finished talking with her. I will never worry about this life again. Your uncle is right. I am a loser, a loser with nothing. To me, living has no practical significance. Cough... "

Saying, Mu Ting coughed up a pool of blood again.

Mu sichen saw that the blood was heavy and dark, and it looked very serious.

"Dad, I'm sending you to the hospital for a full set of tests."

"No, I know my own situation. Leave me alone and send me back to my room for a rest."

Mu Ting wipes the blood from the corners of his mouth and calmly returns to his room.

"Dad You can't treat yourself like this. You and me, I haven't got a family yet. "

"I won't be too involved in your own arrangement of the future, but I have only one requirement for you, that is to marry a girl you really like and kind-hearted, and see clearly to remarry. Don't regret later. " Mu Ting clapped his arm with a smile and told him patiently.

"Dad, my most important task now is to take care of you. I'm not worried about everything else. Since you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll give you a simple examination myself."

Mu sichen pushes Mu Ting back to the room for inspection.

Sometimes Mu Ting is thinking, in fact, he doesn't have nothing. At least when mu sichen escaped from the orphanage, he saw him on the side of the road, suffering from cold and hunger, and he adopted him.