Peach Blossom Divine Medical God
Chapter 865 - 861 Familiar Faces

Chapter 865: Chapter 861 Familiar Faces

Chen Yang was feeling quite uncomfortable, so his face showed a bit of an uneasy expression.

Wang Qingyue noticed this and immediately laughed out loud.

Chen Yang took one look at her and instantly knew—she was well aware of how strong the drink was.

She’d done it just to see him make a fool of himself!

"You little rascal, you look so sweet and innocent! Why are you so conniving? You knew how strong that drink was and didn’t warn me?" Chen Yang shot Wang Qingyue a sideways glance and said.

When Wang Qingyue heard this, she laughed even harder.

"Hahaha, I just wanted to trick you, that’s all. Don’t worry. It’s just some temporary discomfort, no other side effects. I just wanted to see you mess up." Wang Qingyue said with a grin.

"Hmph, well you’d better remember this—be careful next time you’re using something of mine, or you might fall into my trap instead." Chen Yang gave a mischievous smile, his intentions for payback obvious.

Wang Qingyue’s face immediately changed upon hearing this.

Now it was Chen Yang’s turn to laugh.

"Hahaha, I’m just messing with you. A grown man like me wouldn’t stoop to your level."

Wang Qingyue’s face switched back to normal.

Initially, when Chen Yang implied he was planning to get back at her, she’d felt pretty anxious—after all, she still wanted to buy some more elixirs from him.

If Chen Yang did decide to play tricks on her, it wouldn’t end well.

"You scared the hell out of me! Don’t joke like that again, or I won’t dare to touch anything you give me in the future." Wang Qingyue pouted and said.

Chen Yang chuckled again, saying nothing more, and instead sat down beside her.

Honestly, Chen Yang wasn’t a fan of places like this, but since he was here—and since she’d ordered so much alcohol—it’d be a shame not to have some fun.

So, Chen Yang decided to sit down and enjoy the night.

"Alright, come on, let’s drink!" Chen Yang said as he sat down, immediately raising his glass to continue drinking with Wang Qingyue.

Wang Qingyue was equally straightforward. Without a word, she raised her glass to clink with his, and the two continued drinking.

In the first hour at the bar, Chen Yang and Wang Qingyue kept on drinking nonstop.

Whether it was because all the alcohol here was strong, or perhaps just that the first drink had been too potent, after about an hour, Chen Yang started feeling slightly unwell.

The feeling was like teetering on the edge of being drunk—his head felt heavy, though he was still conscious.

"Haha, what’s wrong? Feeling tipsy already? How about another round?" At this point, Wang Qingyue, sitting next to him, noticed the subtle changes in Chen Yang and began teasing him with a grin.

Chen Yang looked at Wang Qingyue’s perfectly normal expression and immediately realized he’d fallen for her trick.

He was feeling dizzy, but Wang Qingyue seemed completely fine—no way it was just because her alcohol tolerance was better.

It had to be because of the extra-strong drink she’d given him as a prank!

But now was no time to admit defeat!

"Hmph, who told you I’m done? I just feel a little bloated, that’s all. Wait here—I’m going to the bathroom, and then I’ll show you what I’ve got!"

With that, Chen Yang stood up and headed to the restroom.

The bar was big and packed with people, so Chen Yang basically had to squeeze his way through to get there.

As he was pushing his way to the restroom, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a particular booth.

It was a VIP booth, with five or six middle-aged men seated around it. From their appearance, they seemed like wealthy businessmen, though their demeanor was somewhat greasy.

In front of their booth, several scantily clad women were dancing seductively.

What caught Chen Yang’s attention wasn’t their beauty or their dancing.

While these women were indeed provocative and had some charm, they were of no interest to Chen Yang.

What grabbed his gaze was the face of one of those women.

"Wait... isn’t that Liu Wu’s mom?"

Chen Yang stopped in his tracks, taking a serious second look.

It really was Liu Wu’s mother, Nie Shuping!

Liu Wu was a kid from Liuhe Village, about the same age as Wang Hong’s son, Qiangzi.

His situation was also similar to Qiangzi’s—his dad had passed away in the accident a few years back, leaving Liu Wu with his mom, Nie Shuping.

But Chen Yang hadn’t seen much of Nie Shuping in Liuhe Village these recent years. Word was she’d gone off to work elsewhere. Who would’ve thought he’d run into her here?

Seeing Nie Shuping doing this kind of job made Chen Yang furrow his brows. He almost wanted to go over and ask what was going on.

But just as he was about to step forward, he held back.

Although they were from the same village, he didn’t know Nie Shuping that well.

He didn’t know if this was something she willingly chose to do—if it was, questioning her would likely just embarrass both of them.

So he paused, deciding to head to the restroom first.

In the restroom, Chen Yang splashed some water on his face and popped an elixir to sober up. Instantly, he felt much better.

"Hah, think you can trick me? Tonight, I’m definitely taking you down!"

Chen Yang smirked at his reflection in the mirror before walking out of the restroom and heading back to the booth.

On his way back, he specifically glanced over at Nie Shuping’s VIP booth and found her still there. Feeling reassured, he continued to his seat.

"What took you so long in the bathroom? You didn’t go puke, did you?"

When Chen Yang sat down, Wang Qingyue immediately fixed him with a suspicious look.

Hearing this, Chen Yang couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

"Do I really seem like I have such weak tolerance? Throwing up from just this much alcohol?" Chen Yang retorted.

Wang Qingyue studied Chen Yang’s expression carefully and saw no signs of vomiting on his face, so she dropped the subject.

"Fine, sit down and keep drinking—we’re not done having fun yet."

Wang Qingyue pulled Chen Yang close and started another round of games.

But during their games, Chen Yang seemed rather distracted.

His gaze kept drifting in another direction.

It didn’t take long for Wang Qingyue to notice Chen Yang’s distraction, so she followed his line of sight and saw the seductive women dancing near the VIP booth.

As soon as she saw them, her face darkened slightly.

She thought Chen Yang was being a bit shallow.

But later, she reconsidered—Chen Yang wasn’t that kind of guy.

So she grinned and asked playfully, "What’s up? Why so distracted?"

Chen Yang turned his head and responded casually, "Just watching those women over there dancing."

Pfft.

Hearing this, Wang Qingyue burst out laughing.

"What’s the deal? You like them? Want me to bring a couple over to dance right in front of you?"

"What are you even thinking? Am I that kind of person? I’m watching them because one of them looks like someone I know! I’m curious as to why she’d end up doing this sort of thing." Chen Yang explained, realizing Wang Qingyue had misunderstood.

Upon hearing Chen Yang’s explanation, Wang Qingyue understood. So that’s what it was.

"Oh, I thought you were checking them out." Wang Qingyue joked with a cheeky smile, feeling inexplicably relieved.

"You little rascal, who knows what you’re thinking."

Chen Yang shook his head with a laugh, then turned back to observing Nie Shuping. He wanted to find a good opportunity to approach her and figure out what was going on.

It wouldn’t be right to just blindly walk up and ask her.