After amnesia, I became a forensic doctor

Chapter 173 Only Worship Two People
Shan Chenxun drank less than half of the glass, and there was still a third in the glass, and he filled it up again when toasting Yuan Ke.

"Xiao Yuan, work hard and have a bright future." He raised his glass.

"Thank you boss."

Yuan Ke drank the whole cup of tea, and He Bin next to him applauded and said, "Xiao Yuan, you really have face. Our boss rarely drinks alcohol, and even if he does drink, it's one cup. You are the first to make him pour a second cup."

Yuan Ke was flattered when she heard that, she looked at the teacup in her hand feeling embarrassed, so she grabbed a bottle of beer and filled it up.

"Xiao Yuan, don't force yourself if you don't know how to drink." Li Bai said.

"Boss, this is the first time I drink alcohol. I have only admired two people in my life, you and Forensic Doctor Su. Of course Team Xiao is also someone I admire!" She raised her glass and said sincerely, "... I hope to be able to drink with you in the future. You study hard, don't think I'm clumsy! Don't say much, your heart is in the cup, I'll do it first as a respect!"

After the words fell, she raised her head and gulped it down.

The taste of the bitter beer was not good, Yuan Ke drank it without frowning, with the pride of a strong man.

"Okay! Xiao Yuan is happy!" Gao Shan roared, admiring this little junior sister even more.

Yuan Ke wiped his mouth, turned the empty glass upside down, and signaled that he had finished it.

Seeing this, Shan Chenxun pursed his lips. He was very face-saving and drank it in one gulp, not leaving a drop.

Everyone here whistled, applauded, and booed.

Gao Shan and Yin Dongfang wanted to pour wine for Shan Chenxun, but He Bin immediately stopped him: "Two brothers, this is the end of today, the boss has already made an exception, stop as soon as you order, stop as soon as you order!"

The two male police officers were sensible, and they didn't force them any more, instead they brought food for Shan Chenxun...

After a meal, the atmosphere was harmonious, and everyone became familiar from strangers, like a family, talking about everything.

The dinner party lasted for more than an hour, and the dishes were almost ready around 08:30, but everyone was still excited and continued to chat.

Yuan Ke only drank half a bottle of beer, probably in a hurry, his cheeks were bright red and hot.

Halfway through the meal, she felt uncomfortable in her stomach, but she endured it all the time. At this time, she finally couldn't hold it back, and her stomach was churning.

She covered her mouth, stood up and rushed out.

"Lingyin, go and have a look..." Shan Chenxun motioned.

Xue Lingyin nodded and followed her out.

Yuan Ke vomited in the bathroom, saw Xue Lingyin coming in, waved his hands and said, "I'm fine..."

"Don't drink if you don't know how to drink." Xue Lingyin turned and left with a blank expression.

Yuan Ke looked at the back of the woman in the mirror, and she spit out a few more times to feel better.

She rinsed her mouth, washed her hands, and walked out of the bathroom while wiping her mouth with a tissue.

The bathroom is at the corner of the stairs on the westmost side of the second floor, and to the east is a long corridor with boxes on both sides.

To the west is the end, there is only one door, the door faces east, the right side is next to the window, and an old zither is placed on the left side of the door, which looks a bit old.

In front of the guzheng is a wicker chair, on which is a roulette of Yin-Yang and Eight Diagrams.

The decoration of this restaurant is rather classical. It is not uncommon to have such a decoration, which is obviously deliberately arranged, reflecting the antique charm of the restaurant, unique and individual.

The blame lies in the combination of guzheng and gossip roulette, which always feels a bit weird.

Yuan Ke couldn't help taking another look, she found that the wooden double doors were locked with copper locks, and the locks were covered with rust.

There is a plaque on the door of the room, which reads three traditional regular scripts: Bibo Pavilion.

Bibo Pavilion?
She raised her eyebrows, which was quite poetic. This restaurant is really full of gimmicks, no matter the decoration, the names of the dishes, or the names of the rooms are very special.

(End of this chapter)