"Dr. Wen, you've already had enough to drink, don't drink anymore, drinking any more would be bad for your health."
No matter how Zhang Hao tried to persuade her, Wen Xia didn't care and continued to drink glass after glass.
It wasn't until Zhang Hao snatched the glass out of her hand that he finally stopped her from continuing to drink.
By that time, she was already so drunk that she was barely recognizable.
Zhang Hao hastily paid the bill and supported her as they walked out. They hadn't gone far when Wen Xia suddenly hugged Zhang Hao.
The situation didn't seem right, and Zhang Hao looked around—there were plenty of people at the night market.
It's possible that some of those eyes were watching him.
"Dr. Wen, Dr. Wen, wake up."
No matter how Zhang Hao called out to her, Wen Xia had no response whatsoever.
Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel worried. What on earth was wrong with her?
