After the female emperor of the Feng clan transmigrated into a wealthy young mistress, the president

"Then how are you doing now?"

Feng Xi asked with some worry.

He drank a lot of wine, but he was still sober, and he didn't know if he was trying to hold on, or if he was really fine.

"I'm fine. And with Xi'er here, there's nothing wrong with me."

Qi Shiyuan said, feeling a little relieved.

Moreover, I don't know if it was because the atmosphere in the car was too good, or because the stamina of the wine was too strong, but he felt a little dizzy when he was still in the box, and even Feng Xi, who was sitting beside him, had double shadows.

Qi Shiyuan knocked on his head vigorously, but found that it didn't work, and his head seemed to be getting more and more dizzy.

"Xi'er, I have a good head..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Shiyuan tilted his head and fell on Feng Xi's body.

"Qi Shiyuan!"

Feng Xi yelled, and when he saw that he hadn't moved, he quietly raised his hand to check.

His context...?

Suddenly, Feng Xi frowned, did Qi Shiyuan suffer from alcohol poisoning?

"Qi Shiyuan, wake up. Qi Shiyuan..."

Feng Xi shouted and shook, but Qi Shiyuan didn't move.

"Young madam, do you want to take the young master to the hospital?"

The driver asked while driving.

"No, just go back to the villa, the young master just fell asleep."

Feng Xi frowned and ordered.

If someone saw Qi Shiyuan being sent to the hospital at this time, the negative of the Qi Group tomorrow might not be anything else but the president of the Qi Group being sick and hospitalized.

At that time, people will be even more panicked.

Therefore, regardless of whether Qi Shiyuan was alcoholic or not, Feng Xi did not intend to let him use modern medical methods, but planned to treat him quietly by himself.

Anyway, with Qi Shiyuan, it has long been no big secret that he has spiritual power, and it is not a big deal to treat such a small problem.

"Okay, young lady."

The driver responded and drove the car faster.

It wasn't until Jinxiu Manor that Fengxi asked the driver to help send Qi Shiyuan back to his room, then he dismissed him and started to act on his own.

Once you have spiritual power, things will be much easier to do.

Feng Xi repeatedly helped Qi Shiyuan detoxify, then put him on the bed, fetched warm water, and started to take care of him.

When the old man received the notice and rushed upstairs, Feng Xi had almost finished Qi Shiyuan.

"How is Ash?"

The old man walked over with a cane and asked, his eyes were full of worry.

The Qi family is very big, but the only person who can be counted on is the grandson.

No matter what, this grandson must have nothing to do.

"I drank too much wine at night, and I'm a bit poisoned."

"What? Alcoholism? Does it matter?"

Hearing that his grandson had been poisoned by alcohol, the old man was taken aback.

"It's not serious. I've given him medicine just now. It's not a big problem, but he's asleep now. He should be fine when he wakes up."

Feng Xi comforted her.

The old man didn't know that he could cure diseases, and he didn't want him to know.

"That's good, that's good. You will have to work hard tonight to take good care of him."

The old man confessed, walked in and took a look at Qi Shiyuan, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual about his face, he turned around and left in peace of mind, and left the bedroom of the two of them.

Feng Xi took a deep breath, stood up, got into the bathroom to take care of herself.

This night, it seemed that a lot of things happened, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Feng Xi first accompanied Qi Shiyuan to a big event and socializing, and finally when midnight came, she lay down beside Qi Shiyuan with peace of mind and closed her eyes.

When the sun rose the next day and shone on the master bedroom of Jinxiu Manor Villa, Qi Shiyuan frowned and woke up from his sleep.

He looked around himself, and then at the dazzling sun, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Last night, he felt dizzy, and then his eyes went dark. What happened behind him?

Moreover, it seems that Feng Xi is not in the bedroom anymore, did she go to work?

"You're awake, are you okay? Are you still dizzy?"

Before Qi Shiyuan's doubts were over, Feng Xi's voice came over first.

Qi Shiyuan turned his head and saw Feng Xi smiling, walking towards him with a tray.

"Xi'er, what happened to me last night?"

Qi Shiyuan asked, as if something happened, but also as if nothing happened.

"Alcoholism, I cured you."

"Then why didn't you take me to the hospital?"

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient, and I didn't even say anything to Grandpa."

Feng Xi said while putting the tray on the bedside table.

"Yes, it's right not to go to the hospital."

Qi Shiyuan thought for a moment, then nodded.

In the current situation, one thing more is worse than one thing less, so concealing the situation is the best choice.

"Go wash up and drink some porridge."

Feng Xi whispered, with an obedient and considerate appearance, Qi Shiyuan wanted to get close to her when she saw it.

However, his poison was cured, but his spirit was still worse.

After stabilizing my dizzy head, I got up, took a shower, and had breakfast.

Feng Xi watched from the side, didn't get angry, didn't speak, just watched like that.

She didn't give any reaction, but Qi Shiyuan just felt that she was in a bad mood at the moment.

And I'm in a bad mood.

He stopped his porridge, turned his head, and spoke timidly.

"What's wrong with Xi'er? Why do I feel that you seem a little unhappy?"

"Qi Shiyuan, don't drink like this next time."

"Ok?"

Was it for this matter?

"I can't be by your side every time, it's dangerous."

"Alright... alright."

Qi Shiyuan wanted to say that going out to socialize and drinking is a perfectly normal thing, but as soon as he saw Feng Xi's ugly face, he felt a little guilty, and what he said was timid.

"You must have seen that many people die from alcoholism every year, and I don't want you to be one of them."

Feng Xi said.

If she hadn't happened to be there last night and immediately discovered that he was suffering from alcoholism and treated him, Qi Shiyuan would have been in trouble.

"I know."

Qi Shiyuan nodded, and under Feng Xi's unhappy gaze, he spoke as if expressing his heart.

"Don't worry, Xi'er, I will pay attention to it in the future. I will never let what happened last night happen again."

"Let's drink porridge. Millet porridge nourishes the stomach and is good for your body."

"Okay, I'll eat it now. How about you? Have you eaten?"

Qi Shiyuan looked at the bowl in front of him, it was obvious that Feng Xi had no intention of eating with him.

"I ate downstairs with my grandfather just now. He knows about your alcoholism and is a little worried about you. Please behave yourself later."

"okay, I get it."

Even if Feng Xi didn't say anything, Qi Shiyuan still felt that he wanted to do this.

Grandpa is getting old and can't stand any big stimulation.