Rebirth of a Counterattack: Godly Doctor Shizi Fei

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Chapter 937

Rongyue didn't say much. After all, he was not very familiar with the relationship. Since he wanted to drink, she was not good at blocking it, and it was reasonable to control her mouth.

As soon as the wine was served, Sima Changfeng immediately filled her with a glass: "Come to come and meet is a fate, for our rare fate, toast."

Rongyue smelled that the scent of the wine was not mellow, and she wanted to drink it vigorously. She toasted it up and drank it. The taste of the wine was more like fruit wine.

"What kind of wine is this?" She couldn't help but drink another glass.

Sima Changfeng said: "This is a green apricot wine, secretly brewed alone. This is the only place in the Chu Dynasty, and there is no semicolon."

Sima Changfeng didn't pour her more wine, she actually filled the glass by herself.

Sima Changfeng laughed: "It's not me being stingy, this ordinary person will be drunk with three glasses. You have already drank two glasses, so don't drink any more."

Rongyue didn't believe: "This wine is as sweet as honey, how could it be drunk." While talking, he raised his glass and looked up, and Qiongye was in his stomach.

At this time, Xiao Er had put the dishes together. She took the chopsticks to pinch the dishes, which was strange. The dish was right in front of her. She held the chopsticks to pinch, but she couldn't pinch.

Seeing her like this, Sima Changfeng couldn't help it, and put a hot stuffy chicken nugget in her bowl in front of her: "You said you can't drink three cups, do you believe it or not?"

Rongyue also realized that he might be really drunk. The Sima Changfeng in front of him was no longer one Sima Changfeng, but two.

She subconsciously shouted to her side: "Lianger, bring my medicine chest." A medicine hangover pill was placed in the medicine chest.

Unfortunately, no one around her responded, and she remembered that Liang Er was left in the inn to take care of the injured Ying Er.

She stretched out her hand to touch the cuff. She usually hid the needle in the cuff, but she didn't touch anything at this time. For the convenience of playing the piano, she took off the needle bag before going out, and there was no silver needle.

Her consciousness became more and more blurred. The Sima Changfeng in front of her was no longer two, but a bunch of seven or eight. With a bang, her head was planted on the table and fell asleep.

Sima Changfeng reluctantly shook his head: "I told you not to drink, you don't want to listen." Thinking of the Dou Qin competition in the afternoon, he secretly blame himself that he shouldn't bring him to drink, this is good, if it is wrong He didn't know how to blame himself at the Douqin contest.

He didn't want to eat again, got up and clasped his arms, and lifted him away.

When he was out of the restaurant, he helped Chu Yu to go straight to a drug store and asked the owner of the drug store for a bowl of hangover soup. He poured it several times before pouring it.

I do n’t know if it ’s too drunk, or if this hangover soup has an effect, Chu Yu actually lay on him and vomited, not only spit out all the hangover soup just spit down, but even the noodles I ate in the morning He was alone.

That smell—even if he smelled it, he wanted to spit it out.

After it was over, it seemed that he was ruined by this harp competition today, and I don't know how the brothers Chu would blame him when he woke up.

Regardless of the stench of his body, he helped Chu Yu to the nearest piano shop.

"Master, why are you here? Isn't it the day of Douqin?" The man stepped forward, a warm greeting.

Sima Changfeng said: "Don't talk so much nonsense, go and get two clean clothes, don't you see that we are all sloppy?"

The man hurried to get both clothes, and together with the eldest son, Chu Yu, who was drunk and unknown, was helped into the backyard room.