Chapter 1497: Vomited Blood on the Spot

Chapter 1497: Chapter 1497: Vomited Blood on the Spot

The people at the neighboring tables glanced over here.

When the server came over carrying a tray full of chili sauce, many people noticed.

It was impossible not to pay attention.

The tray was full of red chili peppers, which was really eye-catching. ℴℴ𝘮

Many people recognized Knox Simmons and watched as he used a spoon to scoop over ten spoons of chili sauce into his spaghetti, stirred it around, and started eating.

Each bite he took was all red chili.

"Isn’t that the Simmons Family’s little tyrant? Has he lost his mind, eating chili like that? This is the first time I’ve seen someone eat chili as if it were a meal. I’ve never heard he has this kind of hobby."

"Heh-heh, you must be out of the loop. This isn’t something new. There was a previous occasion too."

"Oh? Did he do this before too? How come I don’t know? Tell me the story."

"People all have their own ways of venting when they’re in a bad mood. For instance, most people drink alcohol to drown their sorrows. But this young master of the Simmons Family is different. While others drink, he eats chili. I heard he only eats chili when he’s particularly upset. The last time he did this was when Miss Buss was getting married. He ordered several plates of chili and ate them like a meal. After that, he supposedly spent a month in the hospital."

An exclamation rang out: "I thought he could tolerate chili, but if he ends up in the hospital, it means his stomach can’t handle it at all. Isn’t he just torturing himself doing this?"

"Can tolerate it my foot! I heard he nearly broke down last time, with acute gastritis, the severest kind. He even vomited blood at that time."

"Tsk-tsk, who would have thought that the young master of the Simmons Family is such an emotional person? So, which lady broke his heart so severely this time?"

"Didn’t you see the woman sitting with him earlier? After she left, he became like this. It’s karma. He played with so many women, now he’s being tormented by them into this crazy state. Hmph, serves him right."

The surrounding chatter was very noisy, very noisy...

Knox Simmons wondered why there was so much noise in such a high-class restaurant.

He thought he should call the restaurant manager to come here and ask, why the hell are there so many buzzing noises around, did he let flies, mosquitoes, bees, and other insects in?

Noisy, really too noisy, his ears were almost deafened by the noise.

"Mr. Simmons, you’re bleeding..." A sharp voice sounded in his ears. The server, who always thought Knox could do as he pleased and never minded his own business, suddenly changed his expression.

Bleeding?

Knox Simmons felt like there was some warm liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and wiped it, then laughed, glancing mockingly at the server, ridiculing his fuss.

Blood? This is obviously chili sauce.

It’s just that it’s all red in color, so it looks like blood.

He’s perfectly fine; how could he be spitting blood?

He just ate a bit more chili, only a plate and a half, there’s still half a plate left that he hasn’t started eating yet.

"Is he really crazy? Look at him, he’s bleeding but still eating large mouthfuls. Can’t he feel any pain?"

"How could he not feel pain? His stomach and intestines are bleeding, can it not hurt?"