Chapter 87: line with translation of chapter title

Su Yun has a sharp tongue; Zheng Ren saw a flicker of sadness in Chang Yue's eyes and wanted to step forward to suppress Su Yun's arrogant aura, speaking up for Chang Yue.

But before he could speak, Chang Yue broke into a smile; that hint of sadness seemed like an illusion, basically nonexistent.

The Chu Family Sisters quickly stood beside Chang Yue and rebuked Su Yun.

Su Yun seemed already accustomed; his gaze was somewhat vacant as he looked past the Chu sisters and glanced at two girls nearby.

Those two girls had probably finished eating, each holding their phone and chatting. Nowadays this situation is becoming more common, and everyone has grown used to it.

Otherwise, why would there be this saying—'The greatest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I sit before you and you play on your phone.'

But when Su Yun's gaze fell upon them, the two girls seemed to sense something odd, lowered their phones and looked around.

The instant they saw Su Yun, one girl immediately lowered her head, pretending not to have seen anything, stealing a glance at Su Yun through the gaps in her bangs. The other girl was bolder; a faint blush rose on her cheeks as she locked eyes with Su Yun for two seconds.

Just two seconds, and she lost her composure.

"Su Yun, right?"

"You want a drink, right?"

Chang Yue sat up straight, stared directly at Su Yun, and said seriously.

Never before had Chang Yue displayed such an aura; it startled Zheng Ren, the Chu Family Sisters, and Xie Yiren.

"How so?" Su Yun withdrew his gaze, his full smile laced with contempt.

Yet it was precisely this slightly roguish expression that gave him a different kind of handsome charm.

"Waiter!" Chang Yue didn't respond, waved her hand, and summoned the server.

A young guy came running up to the table, enthusiastically saying, "Is there anything you need?"

"Beer, what do you have?" Chang Yue asked.

The young man, well-versed in his work, rattled off a long list of names. Chang Yue furrowed her brows slightly, clearly dissatisfied.

"Do you have the old-style 'big green sticks'?" Chang Yue inquired.

'Big green sticks' was a general term for beer over a decade ago. After a large company entered the domestic market and bought up many brands, this cheap beer virtually disappeared, except in a few places where it's still sold.

Unlike ordinary cardboard boxes, big green sticks come in plastic crates. A typical cardboard case holds twelve bottles, while a big green sticks case holds twenty‑four.

The legend of 'crushing the case while drinking' refers to big green sticks—after all, you can't really stomp a cardboard case.

"Yes, yes." The young man's enthusiasm waned a bit, but he remained quite professional. Although big green sticks usually carry no deposit, you can't just drive customers away.

"Four cases to start." Chang Yue said casually.

Su Yun's expression didn't change; it was just four cases of beer. He judged that Chang Yue was more likely putting on an act.

The Chu Family Sisters hurried to intervene, and Chang Yue smiled, saying, "Do you know why I don't drink?"

"Huh?" Chu Yan zhi didn't understand.

"Because when I drink, I even scare myself." Chang Yue's smile was light and cheerful, "Today, the Casanova wants to drink himself into oblivion—how nice."

Zheng Ren and a few others truly didn't understand why Chang Yue would say that was good.

Those two words placed here don't fit the context at all.

After a few more words of persuasion, the two who were about to duel in drinking just smiled without speaking, and the Chu Family Sisters felt helpless. Only Xie Yiren remained oblivious to what was happening here, eagerly awaiting her crayfish.

Soon the crayfish arrived, and the four cases of big green sticks were stacked into a small hill.

The surrounding night‑eaters turned their gazes toward the table; aside from Zheng Ren, everyone else were handsome men and beautiful women, a feast for the eyes. Most eye‑catching were the four cases of beer that Chang Yue had requested placed separately beside her and Su Yun.

The girl who had earlier endured 'Su Yun's gaze' and was a bit bolder went to the bar to settle the bill, then walked over with a hint of shyness and whispered, "I've already paid for your bill."

Having said that, she placed the note she had been clutching in her hand, damp with nervous sweat, in front of Su Yun, and fled.

This girl's heart rate was already over 130 beats per minute, Zheng Ren judged from his rich clinical experience.

"Really a Casanova, huh." Chang Yue's smile grew brighter; she used her teeth to pop open a beer bottle, lifted it, and said, "I've had a great time in the Emergency Department—I'll drink first as a toast."

Having said that, she directly chugged the bottle.

Watching the beer go down, Zheng Ren shivered.

He likes drinking, but he's allergic to alcohol, so he usually hardly touches a drop. Because he enjoys drinking, Zheng Ren most admires those who can drink but can't hold much.

People like that exist to some extent in every place, with legends surrounding them.

Looking at Chang Yue's posture, if she weren't preparing to overwhelm Su Yun with aura and then knock herself out after three bottles, then she truly can drink.

Su Yun smiled, wickedly charming.

After putting away the girl's note, he flicked his finger, popping the bottle cap open as if by magic, and followed Chang Yue in chugging a bottle.

Just watching his movements, he was ten thousand times more graceful than Chang Yue.

At this point, the crayfish were no longer important; Zheng Ren and the Chu Family Sisters stared agape as the two downed bottle after bottle of beer without using a cup.

Xie Yiren paid no attention to this; the crayfish before her were her favorite.

She lowered her head to peel crayfish, occasionally sipping a drink, watched Su Yun and Chang Yue duel in drinking, then lowered her head again to focus on eating the crayfish.

She is a pure person, a pure foodie.

An hour passed, and the two cases of big green sticks beside each of Su Yun and Chang Yue had been drained. Neither showed any sign of intoxication, nor had they visited the restroom; they ordered another four cases and kept going.

Zheng Ren had always wondered how all that alcohol could be consumed—this seemed to violate the law of conservation of mass.

According to historical records, a Ming dynasty premier was said to have an enormous capacity for drink. The emperor, also curious, invited him to drink, placing a large vat beside him; for each bowl of wine the premier drank, he poured a bowl into the vat.

When the vat was full, the premier still showed no signs of drunkenness, not even a bulging belly.

There are truly many extraordinary people in the world; Zheng Ren had known this for a long time. Yet when one actually appears before him, there remains a sense of unreality.

After the third case, Su Yun began to sweat; it seemed he was eliminating alcohol through perspiration. Chang Yue, meanwhile, merely let out a few burps, appearing unfazed.

When the fourth case of big green sticks arrived, the Boss also came out, courteously presenting a generous portion of crayfish he had cooked himself.

Su Yun and Chang Yue had no interest in the crayfish; only Xie Yiren expressed delight.

While they were drinking, Zheng Ren's phone rang.

"Chief Zheng, there's a patient in the Emergency Department with an unclear diagnosis who's causing a disturbance; could you come take a look?" — the call from the on‑call doctor of the Emergency Department.

Being a doctor is a miserable job, and being an inpatient chief is misery upon misery.

Zheng Ren explained the situation, but Chang Yue and Su Yun didn't care at all, waving him away like shooing flies.

Finally, Chu Yan zhi stayed to watch the two drunks, fearing they'd drink too much and not make it home. Chu Yanran, Xie Yiren, and Zheng Ren drove back to the hospital; if surgery were needed, the three of them would be enough.

As they were leaving, Zheng Ren looked back and saw that Su Yun and Chang Yue had stacked empty boxes up to their height, standing on them and guzzling bottle after bottle.

Really, drinking while standing on boxes—Zheng Ren had seen it all.

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Rushing back to the Emergency Department, Xie Yiren and Chu Yanran went straight to the Operating Room.

If surgery was needed, a single phone call would let the two of them start preoperative prep.

Zheng Ren arrived at the Emergency Department and saw two girls standing in the lobby—one glaring, the other tearful.

The Emergency Department was always like this; Zheng Ren had long grown used to it.

It looked like it wasn't an unclear diagnosis but someone causing trouble. Zheng Ren also understood: the Emergency Department sees hundreds of patients a day—internal, external, obstetrics, pediatrics—with only one person on duty per major system; if they had to deal with disputes, patients would back up and conflicts would increase.

So such matters are usually dumped on the senior doctor.

Zheng Ren glanced at the two girls; the system's case interface showed nothing, so they didn't look sick—maybe it was a deliberate medical disturbance? But their appearance didn't suggest that either.

After quickly changing clothes, Zheng Ren approached the two and said amiably, "I'm the inpatient chief of the Emergency Department—tell me what's going on."

"Are you the senior doctor? I'm going to complain about your hospital!" the stern‑faced girl shouted.

"Please keep it down, this is a hospital." Zheng Ren said calmly, "What exactly is the problem?"

"The doctor in the ECG room insulted my sister!"

Those words hit Zheng Ren like a thunderbolt.

Damn it, which horny bastard?!

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