In front of the fallen wall, eyeballs were all over the ground jumping around, and teeth were constantly colliding.

For a moment, no one knew what to say.

This is fake...it's really fake...it's really fake...it's really fake...

Not to mention the reporters, even Jia Yelian, who is around Zhuang Buyuan, is stunned.

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

At this moment, his mentality was very contradictory.

The first idea is: Damn, my project payment is not ready yet.

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

Crazy, so crazy!

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

In the audience, countless reporters rushed up and got into the tunnel.

"It's really dug through?"

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

"How is it that simple? Only part of it must have been dug through..."

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

"You, you... aren't you causing trouble for me!" Zhou Xiangan wanted to poke the village to death with one finger.

Yesterday, Zhang Dafan and his team worked overtime until now, but have not returned!

Now, I have to work overtime all night again!

He glanced at Zhuang not far away, and stepped forward to stop the reporters: "Stop, stop, no one is allowed to go in!"

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

"You, even if you are wearing a hard hat, you can't go in, come out!"

"Not even journalists, you are violating the security law!"

Zhou Xiangan took the staff to drive the reporters out like he was driving the ducks.

The reporters then remembered that they would be interviewing Zhuang not far away.

The village is not far away, so I found a place where no one was, avoided everyone's sight, and drilled into my backpack. From time to time, there were "three" and "touching" sounds coming from inside.

Jia Yelian was beaten to death, and he knew nothing. He could only show off a mysterious smile and said, "I'm sorry, I have nothing to tell you."

"This is an industry secret."

"This involves the company's operating secrets and is not convenient to disclose them for the time being."

The reporters couldn't ask anything from him, so they started to catch people everywhere for interviews.

Only then did everyone think of Mr. Feng who was still revealing the dark side just now, and his spear and cannon reached in front of him.

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

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

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

"Mr. Feng..."

Faced with the long spear and short cannons and the flashing flash, Mr. Feng was stunned.

He wanted to say something, and his heart suddenly felt cramped. He shook for a moment, his face pale, and his sweat dripped toward his whereabouts.

The reporters became increasingly reluctant to let him go, and the microphone almost poked his face.

"Get out of the way, you get out of the way!" Xu Nianwu rushed up, desperately separated the crowd, and blocked Mr. Feng.

His feelings for Mr. Feng were very complicated, like superiors and subordinates, fathers and sons, and more like masters and apprentices. Even if he was slapped, he still did not leave.

Mr. Feng reached out to hold his shoulder, bowed his waist in pain, and his head pressed against his back.

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

Mr. Feng covered his chest tightly with his hands, his face was pale and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

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

The reporters also found something wrong and quickly moved away.

"I'm afraid this is a heart attack."

"Quick, is there any doctor?"

Mr. Feng was lying on the ground, and he was almost breathless. Xu Nianwu shouted: "Help, help, who will save people? Come and save people!"

Unfortunately, there were a lot of businessmen and doctors at the scene.

"Huh?" Zhuang poked his head out of his backpack not far away from the corner. Hearing that it was Xu Nianwu calling for help, he quickly turned around and said, "Brother Crab, go and help!"

Gao Cai rushed into the crowd and said, "I am a doctor, let go!"

He quickly checked Mr. Feng, turned around and said to the village not far away: "The owner of the village, nitroglycerin, 0.6mg! Aspirin 300mg, isomyl nitrite... handkerchief, who has a handkerchief?"

Zhuang Buyuan reached into his backpack.

The big tiger in the backpack had already handed the medicine on his hands.

Zhuang looked around not far away, and it was not bad at all.

"Big Hu is so awesome!" Zhuang Buyuan reached out and went in to touch Da Hu's head.

Since the last time Dahu and the others had an accident, Gao Cai always carried various first aid medicines and facilities at any time. There was an ambulance installed in the backpack not far away in the village.

I took these drugs and helped Mr. Feng take them, but found that the situation was still not good, so I quickly performed cardiac resuscitation for him.

After his heartbeat was relatively stable, Gao Cai said again: "Oxygen inhaler..."

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

Everyone:...

Is there something wrong?

Damn, this is P!

When Mr. Feng finally calmed down, Gao Chi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, who calls an ambulance to take Mr. Feng to the hospital, everyone should get out of the way and don't surround him 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 Cai touched his pulse, looked at his own table, calculated his heart rate, and said, "Do you have any history of heart disease before?"

"No..."

"Not yet? Have you been drinking too much lately?"

"Not overdose, I'm drinking well..."

"When I checked just now, according to the symptoms, your liver has been hardened. There must have been signs of your myocardial infarction of this level before. When I was taking the medicine, I smelled the sourness of the stomach. You just vomited not long ago..."

Blow, then blow, it's so hard!

"Uh..." Mr. Feng couldn't say anything.

"At this age, you still drink like this, you really don't take your life seriously." Gao Cai said, "Before drinking next time, write a will. Isn't anyone advised you to drink less?"

Mr. Feng's eyes turned and he saw Zhuang Buyuan looking at him with a smile.

I remembered that I was pushing the village to drink with him not far from last night, but he didn't know what to say.

"Remember, either quit drinking or die. Choose one yourself." Gao Cai looked up and saw that the ambulance had arrived, and stood up and said.

"Thank you, doctor." Mr. Feng said, "Please leave your contact information. I will come to my house to thank you another day and send you a banner..."

"No, this is what I should have done."

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

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

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

Zhou Xiangan quickly pulled both of them away.

You two save money!

Mr. Feng is so old that it is easy to die?

(Finally, I added the update and yesterday's update, orz...what is today's update?)
Chapter completed!