Looking at the bright yellow eggs in the bowl, Lin Qinghuan felt inexplicably nauseous.
Qin Zhen's forehead was covered in black lines. "Can you please not talk about shit while we're eating?"
Lin Qinghuan glared fiercely at Li Wei. What a disgusting guy! She really wanted to shove a bowl over Li Wei's head.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Li Wei gave Lin Qinghuan a few dry laughs before burying his head back to eat his noodles.
Lin Piaoxue glanced at Qin Zhen and said with a smile, "Qinghuan, stop talking. Qin Zhen is so disgusted by you that he can't eat anything."
Lin Qinghuan looked at Qin Zhen and saw that his expression was rather unpleasant, so she gave an awkward smile.
Lin Piaoxue smiled brightly at Qin Zhen, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat delicately.
At this moment, a dark-skinned middle-aged man, about forty years old, walked in carrying a wine bottle. He sat down at the table next to Lin Qinghuan and called out to the proprietress, "Cuihua, give me a bowl of noodles, and an egg."
The proprietress said coldly, "Wait a moment."
The middle-aged man opened the bottle of liquor and called out to the kitchen, "Cuihua, I'm craving a drink. Bring me the eggs first, I want to have a couple of sips."
The proprietress placed an egg on a plate with a "bang" on the table and said, "Drink less. If you drink yourself to death, who will take care of your son? What if someone bullies him?"
The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said, "I'm not so happy to die. Even if you die, I won't."
The proprietress snorted and turned to go into the kitchen to cook noodles for the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took a large gulp from the bottle and muttered to himself, "Good wine."
Lin Qing's lips twitched as she watched; it was the first time she had ever seen someone drink like that.
The middle-aged man caught Lin Qinghuan looking at him, chuckled, and said, "Little girl, want a bite?"
"Thanks," Lin Qinghuan said politely.
"This wine is homemade bayberry wine; you can't buy it even if you have money," the middle-aged man said proudly.
Lin Qinghuan laughed and said, "Uncle, I don't know much about wine, but I've heard that some things clash and if you mix them together randomly, they can turn into poison."
"I know, I only added bayberries, nothing else. My friend just randomly added some tonics together to make wine, and after drinking it, he ended up in the hospital." The middle-aged man finished speaking and laughed heartily.
Lin Qinghuan looked at the middle-aged man's gloating expression and wondered if his friend would beat him to death if he saw it.
Lin Qinghuan smiled, ignoring the middle-aged man, and looked at Qin Zhen, saying, "Brother Qin Zhen, you're not allowed to drink anymore, or I won't talk to you anymore."
Qin Zhen said with difficulty, "Qing Huan, when socializing, it's inevitable to have a couple of drinks."
"But you can't drink too much, just a little bit is enough," Lin Qinghuan said.
"Qinghuan, I promise you, I'll try to drink less in the future," Qin Zhen said.
Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Qin Zhen, I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. It's just that drinking too much alcohol can cause alcoholic liver disease, which can be fatal."
Upon hearing Lin Qinghuan's words, the middle-aged man paused, his hand already poised to drink. Drinking too much alcohol could kill someone, but he had been drinking for so many years without any problems!
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Lin Qinghuan and said, "Young lady, you're exaggerating."
Lin Qinghuan scoffed and said, "I'm exaggerating. Look at you. Your complexion and eyes are yellow, and your face is slightly swollen. I guess your legs and ankles are also swollen, and your stomach probably aches slightly from time to time."
The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, staring at Lin Qinghuan in shock. Lin Qinghuan was right; his stomach sometimes really did hurt. He bent down, pulled up his trouser leg, and poked his calf. Holy crap! It really was edema. His face turned deathly pale. Was he going to die?
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qinghuan with fear and asked, "Miss, am I going to die?"
Seeing the middle-aged man's panicked and frightened appearance, Lin Qinghuan asked, "Do you have a small appetite and can't eat?"
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.
Lin Qinghuan said seriously, "Uncle, you should go to the hospital for a proper check-up and cooperate with the doctor's treatment. There is still hope. Otherwise, after you die, your wife will take your child and marry someone else. Your child will call someone else 'Dad,' and maybe the stepfather will abuse him and beat him every day."
The middle-aged man was stunned by Lin Qinghuan's words.
Li Wei and Qin Zhen looked at the middle-aged man with pity. This was the consequence of drinking too much; his wife and children had become someone else's. It was too tragic.
The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Qinghuan and then ran away in a flash.
The proprietress came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of noodles and saw the middle-aged man running out. She hurriedly shouted, "Zhang San, you old bastard, what are you running for? I've already cooked the noodles, pay me before you go!"
But no matter how the proprietress called him, the middle-aged man ran away without looking back.
The proprietress was so angry she almost smashed the bowl of noodles.
Lin Qinghuan glanced guiltily at the proprietress, shrank her neck, and buried her head in her noodles.
Qin Zhen laughed when he saw Lin Qinghuan looking like a quail.
A smile appeared on Wei Xiao's face. He knew he had made a mistake, but Lin Qinghuan's medical skills were better than he had imagined.
Li Wei said with lingering fear, "I will try to drink less in the future, and if I can avoid drinking altogether, I will."
Qin Zhen nodded with a sense of sympathy. He would drink less alcohol in the future, as he wanted to live a long and healthy life and stay with Lin Qinghuan forever.
Lin Qinghuan finished her noodles and watched Wei Xiao and the others eat, resting her chin on her hand.
Wei Xiao finished the last bite, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his mouth with elegant movements.
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