The moonlight spilled onto the windows of the hospital ward, casting a faint glow.
The fragrance of alcohol filled the room as the four clinked their glasses, laughter abounding.
"Su Wen, you lad can really hold your liquor."
Wang Xuejun and Su Wen each finished a bottle of white wine, Wang Xuejun already somewhat tipsy.
"Professor Wang, the development of our company couldn't have happened without your help, this drink is to you," Su Wen said as he lifted his glass and downed it in one gulp.
Professor Wang smiled at Su Wen's words and replied, "You're being too polite, Su Wen. I've only done what I can. The development of the company depends on the efforts of everyone. Plus, I'm very optimistic about the huge potential of the traditional Chinese medicine industry, and we should all work together to push its progress forward."
Speaking of which, Wang Xuejun also downed his glass in one go.
The two men took turns drinking, one glass after another.
