"It's just a bowl of leftovers, you don't have to return it." Xu Shanshan felt a little embarrassed.
Zhou Yunze was extremely serious. "A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water. I, Zhou Yunze, will remember the kindness of Xu Zhiqing for a meal and will definitely repay you tenfold in the future."
Xu Shanshan smiled shyly, not taking his words to heart at all, and had no intention of asking him to return the bowl of leftovers to her.
Li Xiyue drank a lot of wine and was a little unsteady when walking. Huang Xinrui helped her back to the clinic.
"Yueyue, are you okay?" Huang Xinrui helped her back to the house, looked at her red cheeks, and asked worriedly.
Li Xiyue waved her hand. "I'm not drunk. If a patient comes, I can still give him an acupuncture injection. My hands will never shake."
Huang Xinrui looked at her trembling hands and laughed dryly.
Yueyue drank cup after cup at the wedding banquet, and got most of the people in the village drunk. I'm afraid no one dared to come to her for medical treatment.
After all, it is better to live a miserable life than to die, right?
"Yes, you are the best. You should have a good rest." Huang Xinrui helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt. Only after she saw that she fell asleep did she leave.
As soon as she left, Chu Xun came back with vegetables.
Seeing that the health center was quiet, he remembered that there was a wedding in the village today. He thought Yueyue would not come back so soon, so he planned to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner first.
"Drink, I can still drink." Suddenly, a hearty female voice came from the room.
Chu Xun put down his things and walked into the lounge, where he saw his girlfriend lying on the bed with a flushed face and her hands raised high.
He couldn't help laughing, and took her hand and put it down, "Yueyue, are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk. How could I be drunk?" Li Xiyue shook her head. "I can drink another pound."
Seeing that she was slurring her words and still refused to admit that she was drunk, Chu Xun shook his head helplessly, "Okay, you have the best alcohol tolerance."
No, she drank so much alcohol that she will definitely have a headache when she wakes up tomorrow. I have to make her a hangover soup.
He stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped. Then, a soft and warm person hugged him, "Don't go..."
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