Du Changqing raised his wine bowl toward Lu Tong and said solemnly, "Doctor Lu, the host offers you a bowl in thanks for saving my father's final wish. If it weren't for you pulling us back from the brink, this medical hall would have sooner or later failed in my hands, and my father wouldn't be at peace even in Hell."
"Thank you!" He clinked his wine bowl against Lu Tong's and downed it all in one gulp.
Seeing this, Ah Cheng also stood up quickly, holding the small bowl in front of him with both hands.
As he was still a child and couldn't drink alcohol, Yin Zheng had specially bought him fruit syrup.
The young lad, holding the fruit syrup, said to Lu Tong with a beaming smile, "Doctor Lu, Ah Cheng also toasts you. Ever since you and Miss Yinzhen arrived, the host has been visibly happier with each passing day."
"Ever since the master passed away, it's been a long time since I've seen the young master this joyful."
