With a trace of Zhang Ye's magic power in Shangguan Wan's body, she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. The strength of wine came quickly, but it went faster. In a twinkling of an eye, it was all right.
Huh?
Why don't I find that I can drink so much? Do I have such hidden skills.
Shangguan Wan is also very confused. She has never drunk alcohol before, and she doesn't know how much she can drink. Of course, she doesn't know that Zhang Ye has secretly left a trace of magic power in her body to dissolve alcohol for her, which saves her suffering from drinking too much.
However, after reaching the conclusion that she was very drinkable, shangguanwan actually drank happily. She frequently toasted Zhang Ye and Tang Zheng, and drank one cup after another. It was called forthright, but Tang Zheng was startled.
Shangguanwan doesn't know much about this wine shop, but Tang Zheng is an old hand in the wine shop. Of course, he knows how powerful this Chivas with 40 degrees is. If he drinks like shangguanwan, he will fall down long ago.
"Master, she can't have a problem with this way of drinking."
Tang Zheng lowered his voice and asked Zhang Ye a little worried.
But Zhang Ye laughed and said: "it's OK. She'll drink if she wants to. Anyway, it's all for fun. There's no need to spoil the fun."
Er!
Tang Zheng saw that Zhang Ye was not in a hurry, so he didn't have to worry about the emperor. The eunuch was in a hurry, so he opened his stomach and began to drink.
How can he say that he is also a practitioner of the day after tomorrow, and he has already reached the level of the five qualities of the day after tomorrow. His cultivation method is moderate and peaceful, which can best regulate his body. This wine is nothing to him at all.
Three people soon worked on two bottles of Chivas, but the time was less than 20 minutes.
"Well? There's no more wine. Tang Shao, go and order more wine. It's tasteless. It's not intoxicating. " Shangguan Wan said with some pride.
"Ha ha, little girl is very good. It's the first time I've heard that the wine in my bar has no taste." A very bright voice came over laughing.
Zhang Ye turned around and saw a man with stubble in his thirties come over with a cigarette in his mouth and two bottles of the same Chivas in his hand.
"I said round roll, you finally willing to come over, I thought you don't want to play with me."
Seeing him coming, Tang Zheng laughed and joked.
"Ah Zheng, you are my nickname again. How can I say it's your brother? Well, you have to have a little respect for me." Yuan Yuan put two bottles of wine on the table with a smile, and glanced at Shangguan Wan. He was slightly surprised, but he quickly crossed his eyes and fell directly on Zhang Ye.
"Hello, I'm yuan yuan, the owner of this bar. Are you a friend of ah Zheng?"
He extended his hand to Zhang Ye and said hello with a smile.
"Zhang Ye, from Nanjiang."
Zhang Ye shook hands with him, but he didn't introduce himself too warmly. He just said something casually.
"Ah? You are ah Zheng's master. He has been talking about "disrespect."
Yuan Yuan looked a little surprised and sat down beside Zhang Ye.
Huh?
Zhang Ye didn't expect Yuan Yuan Yuan to know. He couldn't help laughing and said, "don't listen to him. I just taught him some superficial skills. It's his own efforts. It doesn't matter to me."
"Master, you are too modest. Even if a master like you can teach me anything, it will be enough for me to use all my life."
Tang Zheng said in a hurry, then hit yuan yuan with his shoulder and said with a smile:
"you are saved this time. My master is a great doctor. It's your luck that he can come here today. As long as my master takes a little hand, you will be cured."
"Really? Great, Zhang Yexian No, master Zhangye, can you really cure me? " Yuan Yuan's eyes suddenly become expectant, looking at Zhang Ye with burning eyes.
Er!
Zhang Ye didn't expect Tang Zheng to give him a hand, but it seems that after he said he would come to the bar this morning, he must have made up his mind.
Besides, Tang Zheng's medical skill is not shallow now. Although he has not yet practiced the 18 needles, he still has two or three points of his own heat, but he still hasn't cured Yuan Yuan Yuan's disease. I'm afraid this guy's disease is very difficult.
"I can't guarantee that there is a limit for doctors after all. As the saying goes, doctors can't cure you. I can't guarantee that I can cure you."
Zhang Ye played Tai Chi with a smile, leaving a way for himself.
"Yes, master Zhangye is right, but I still hope you can help me to have a look. If you don't have a way, I won't count on it in my life."
Yuan Yuan said with a smile, but looking at him, there was not much disappointment on his face. It seemed that his illness was nothing to him.
It seems that Yuan Yuan Yuan is not simple. He is also a strange man who can understand life and death to such a degree.Zhang ambition thought, nodded to ask yuan yuan to hand over his wrist, and then help him carefully feel the pulse for some time, and then eyebrows can't help but slightly wrinkled up, there is a little doubt in his eyes.
After a while, he released his hand and hesitated for a moment before asking:
"Mr. Yuan, with all due respect, your pulse condition is very healthy. It seems that there is no pain."
Ha ha!
Yuan Yuan's face suddenly showed a bitter smile. He shook his head and didn't speak. Instead, in Zhang Ye's surprised eyes, he put a hand on the table, then picked up an empty wine bottle and smashed it on his hand.
Ah!
Shangguan Wan was startled, screamed and got into Zhang Ye's arms. He looked at Yuan Yuan with a little fright.
"Mr. Yuan, this is..."
Zhang Ye was also surprised by Yuan Yuan's action, but he didn't have any pain on his face. He still kept a faint smile, which was no different from just now.
This
He was a little surprised.
You know, it's almost impossible. No matter how severe a person is, he can't face the pain without changing his face. What's more, he can't bear the pain even if he is a specially trained spy agent, let alone calm like yuan yuan.
Then, Zhang Ye seems to understand.
"You don't feel pain?"
Zhang Ye asked tentatively.
"Well, Master Zhang Ye can see it."
Yuan Yuan nodded with a bitter smile and pulled back his hand. He lit a cigarette for himself as if nothing had happened. He said: "I used to play racing. I hurt my head in a car accident a few years ago. Everything else was fine after I was discharged, but I never felt any pain. Later, I also had an MRI examination, and the result was that there was a blood clot in my head that oppressed the nerve, and that nerve was in charge of pain, so I don't feel pain now. Master Zhang Ye, I don't know my situation... "
Zhang Ye laughed faintly, nodded and said:
"don't worry, I can cure it."