Chapter 966

Su Xinghui held down Chu Zheng's hand and said, "Brother Little Five, don't drink anymore! If you drink any more, you'll have had too much."

Chu Zheng said, "It's fine, I can, I can still drink, pour the liquor!"

Su Xinghui said, "How about this, let's just leave the bet today as it is, it doesn't count. Brother Little Five, you really can't drink anymore."

Actually, Su Xinghui knew that if he let Chu Zheng off so obviously, an unreasonable person would instead say he wasn't giving face. However, he knew that Chu Zheng was already almost drunk. If he really let him get dead drunk, it would not only be a loss of face but also harmful to his health, so he couldn't let Chu Zheng drink anymore.

Yu Ruizhi naturally could also see that Chu Zheng was almost at his limit. He also held down Chu Zheng's hand and said, "Forget it, Little Five, don't drink anymore. Xinghui already said the bet doesn't count. If you drink any more, you'll really be at your limit."

Chu Zheng said, "How can that be? Drink again, willing, willing to bet and willing to lose!"

Yu Ruizhi was both angry and amused, "Alright, Little Five, stop drinking. Xinghui has an alcohol-immune constitution; it doesn't matter how much he drinks. If you don't believe me, I'll drink a few more cups with him!"

Yu Ruizhi then drank three cups in a row with Su Xinghui. Su Xinghui drank the three cups one after another as if nothing had happened, which stunned the other three. The most critical thing was that Su Xinghui had drunk so much liquor, yet his face wasn't red and his heart wasn't racing. Between breaths, there wasn't even a hint of alcohol.

Han Xiang Dong said, "Good heavens, Xinghui, are you really alcohol-immune?"

Su Xinghui smiled, "I guess so, anyway, I've never been drunk."

Chu Zheng was convinced now. No matter how much someone can drink, there's always a limit, but this person has no bottom when it comes to drinking. How can one drink with him?

He shook his head and said, "Fine, I'm convinced. I lost this bet today!"

Han Xiang Dong and Geng Bo also admitted defeat one after another.

Su Xinghui removed the wine cup for Chu Zheng and placed a cup of tea in front of him. Chu Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he could only accept Su Xinghui's kindness.

Su Xinghui smiled, "Brother Little Five, give me your hand."

Chu Zheng didn't understand his intention, but he was already very convinced by Su Xinghui, so he handed over his right hand as instructed.

Su Xinghui grabbed Chu Zheng's hand and pinched the Guanchong acupoint on his ring finger hard a few times. Chu Zheng felt a lot of pain, but he endured it.

Su Xinghui said, "Brother Little Five, this can make you feel a bit more comfortable. How is it? Do you feel anything?"

Chu Zheng really felt his head was much clearer and not as dizzy. He nodded and said, "This trick of yours is really miraculous, I really feel much more comfortable."

Su Xinghui pointed to the place he had just pinched, "This is the Guanchong acupoint. Pinching this hard can refresh the mind. If you drink too much in the future, just pinch this hard yourself."

Chu Zheng said, "Fine, I've learned another trick today."

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "I'll teach you another trick. On your wrist, there is an acupoint called the Neiguan acupoint. Pressing hard here can induce vomiting."

Chu Zheng and the others all burst into laughter. After laughing, Chu Zheng said, "Then I'll go to the restroom and try it now."

Su Xinghui nodded. Chu Zheng didn't have the ability to be alcohol-immune. He had drunk nearly two jin of liquor; even if he wasn't drunk, his stomach would be burning. It's better to vomit it out, otherwise, it would hurt his stomach.

A few minutes later, Chu Zheng returned. He smiled and said, "I feel much better now, but I'm a bit hungry and need to eat something."

Yu Ruizhi said, "Eat, it's all you can eat today."