Lukeman and the others also wanted to taste it, but were afraid that the president might vomit and diarrhea again next, so they could only restrain their emotions and wait patiently.

At the same time, they glared at a Chinese medicine chef in anger.

The president was still standing, but Song Che sat calmly, slowly cutting meat, mixing sauce, and chewing it.

From beginning to end, I didn't care about the possible symptoms that President Hafari might have on the verge of onset.

The key is that the emperor is not in a hurry to the eunuch.

Our President also continued to eat one bite after another without caring about it, and with Song Che, he ate it very deliciously, happy and pleasantly.

As for his promise to only take a small bite, he was completely farted...

"puff!"

At this moment, the President really farted!

Immediately afterwards, a "gurgling" sound came from his stomach!
Chapter completed!