Just like that, Li Fei suddenly discovered the whole truth; it turns out that everything was a conspiracy by that so-called Commander Wu Yifan!
It seems that Commander Wu won't shed tears until he sees his own coffin. Since he wants to mess with me, bring it on. He'll make him come in smiling and leave in tears.
No, he'll come in upright and leave sideways. Of course, if that guy doesn't know what's good for him, Li Fei won't mind letting him stay in the hospital for a few more days!
"Come on, drink up!"
Li Fei deliberately pretended to be drunk, his speech slurred, his eyes glazed. He stood up, tottering as he raised his empty glass to the air, but then he stumbled and fell back into his seat, lying on the table, snoring loudly.
"Brother Fei, Brother Fei!"
The few background actors shouted anxiously, but the only response they got was increasingly loud snores.
They exchanged glances, then laughed and said, "Looks like he's drunk."
"Quick, inform Mr. Wu."
