"Squeak!"
Zhao Tienan pushed open the door to Sun Jiumengzi's house, just about to shout for him to come out and have a chat, when he heard a deafening sound.
It seemed like something had suddenly collapsed.
"Sun Jiumengzi?"
Zhao Tienan rushed in only to find the room in complete disarray, with an especially pungent smell.
That guy got himself drunk again, probably tried to grab some more booze and ended up unsteady, knocking over the table.
Normally, that wouldn't be such a big deal.
However, he was dead drunk, and he fell along with it. The worst part was that his neck landed right on a broken bottle, causing blood to gush out.
"Damn useless thing!"
"Drunk every day, are you rebelling against the world?"
"Is this better now? If I hadn't come in time, you'd be dead here today!"
Zhao Tienan spat and hurried forward to rescue him.
Luckily, Zhao Tienan was an exceptionally skilled doctor, with remarkable expertise in treating external wounds.
