"Spit!" Finally, Li Linfeng, driven by his anger, felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood surged up and he spat it out.
"Thud!" Li Linfeng fell to the ground and passed out, his breath gradually weakening.
"Grandfather!" Li Xue'er yelled worriedly, her eyes red with urgency, immediately performing emergency rescue.
Everyone was stunned, not expecting Li Linfeng to actually be provoked by Ye Feng into vomiting blood and fainting.
While performing CPR, Li Xue'er shouted, "Won't someone call an ambulance quickly?"
By now, the smile had also disappeared from Lin Zhen's face; he hadn't expected that Li Linfeng, who had such a venomous tongue, had such poor tolerance. If he had known Li Linfeng would react this badly, he would have asked Ye Feng to be gentler.
But, the same situation happening to anyone else was probably equally hard to accept.
