Chapter Twenty-Seven: It Should Be a Relapse of an Old Wound
"Give me a plan!" Ding Ze's head was dizzy, and his tongue was a little big.
"Ding-dong. ”
"The system gives the host two options for the host to choose. ”
"Plan 1: When this system reaches the 5.0 system, the host can unlock the mastery function, and you can master the hangover master. ”
Ding Ze's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he shook his head again in a blink of an eye.
Nowadays, the system is the lowest, and it takes as much as 50,000 to upgrade to version 1.0!
I don't know how much it will take to 5.0 system!
So this solution worked once, but it doesn't work now.
Feeling the alcohol gradually occupy his brain, he pinched the tender flesh at the base of his thighs and gritted his teeth, "What about plan two?"
With Dinkler's status, too miscellaneous wine naturally can't get into his eyes, not to mention, today is a day worth celebrating, he took out a few bottles of the best wine that he had treasured at home for several years!
Now take out a bottle and sell it on the market, which is already worth a lot.
It can be seen that this must be very precious, and the degree will naturally not be too low.
This is a pity for Ding Ze, who has never drunk, just smelling it, he found that his head was dizzy, and the objects in front of him were even more spinning.
"Plan 2: The host can buy hangover medicine or high-grade hangover medicine, and it can be effective on the spot when used. ”
The sound of the system sounded, and Ding Ze did not hesitate, and immediately chose high-grade hangover medicine.
After all, premium must sound a lot better than usual. And he also has some precautions.
If the hangover medicine doesn't work, then he won't waste the routine points in vain.
Even if he knew that with the nature of the system's profiteers, high-grade hangover pills must be much more expensive than hangover pills, or even a lot, but just in case, he still chose high-grade hangover pills.
Sure enough, Ding Ze was indeed accurate.
"Ding-dong. ”
"Congratulations to the host for exchanging a high-grade hangover pill and consuming 1300 routine points, and the current balance of routine points: 2076 points. ”
"Go to the host for more routines, earn more routine points, and become stronger as soon as possible. ”
Ding Ze's face twitched a little, looked at a pill the size of a finger in the warehouse, and swallowed.
The explanation below the pills is even more concise, high-grade hangover medicine, which can relieve hangover dizziness.
1300...That's it...
He sighed deeply and confirmed the use.
Even if it is a little expensive, Ding Ze still believes in the system, after all, at this point, he has to believe it.
It's not that he doesn't like the feeling of dizziness after drinking, it's that he doesn't get used to it, let alone to the point where he uses alcohol to kill his sorrows.
Moreover, he always kept his mother's words in mind and followed them.
The pills disappeared, and a warm current came to his mind, his face was still blushing, and the room was still full of alcohol, but he felt extremely clear.
The dizzy feeling just now is long gone.
Instead, there is an even clearer way of thinking.
He looked at his shriveled crotch, then at the red door, and sighed.
was about to get up, but suddenly he was hit by a strong force, and he was pressed on his shoulder, and he sat on the ground, how could he stand up.
His face changed, and he was about to resist.
With his original physique, he naturally didn't have the slightest ability to resist, but now he is not much worse, but he is not much worse than ordinary people, and his ability to resist is naturally a lot stronger.
"Ozawa, what's wrong with you?!" followed by an even stronger smell of alcohol.
Ding Ze's body was stunned, and his brows furrowed even tighter.
Even if you take high-grade hangover medicine, you won't feel dizzy, but you can still smell the alcohol clearly.
He wrinkled his nose vigorously, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a flushed face, sighed, and naturally gave up resisting.
This middle-aged man is naturally Dinkler.
After all, he watched Ding Ze grow up since he was a child, and he was the only son of Dinkler, even if he knew that his physique was extremely poor, he could see that he was sitting on the ground when he entered the door, so he was naturally extremely worried.
Just now, he hurriedly stood up dizzily and ran towards Ding Ze, even if his head was not clear, and he stumbled halfway.
And Ding Ze has been paying attention to the system, and he didn't notice these at all, the big butler deliberately helped him, and it was seen that Dinkler ran over, and naturally withdrew his palm.
Looking at Dinkler, who was full of worry in front of him, Ding Ze sighed helplessly in his heart.
He naturally understands who is good to him, but that hurdle can never be overcome, and what Dinkler has done has never been forgiven...
He shook his head, his face gradually returning to normal.
Looking at the worried Dinkler, he exhaled deeply, and was about to speak, but he was slammed.
His face was a little tangled.
If you let other people know that they have such a violent reaction because of a group of maids, then how will they dare to mix in H Province in the future.
Even if he is at home at this time, if it is rumored out, then he will have no face at all.
Especially in ordinary circles.
He swallowed in horror, and at the same time he was glad to have taken a high-grade hangover pill, if he had just dizzy, he might have said it directly.
Those maids are so beautiful...
But looking at Dinkler's worried affection, he must say why, otherwise it seems that he will never let Ding Ze get up.
Maybe it's the same with fatherly love... It seems that they are a little injured, but in their eyes, they are more worried than the sky has fallen...
Ding Ze didn't have time to think about this, his eyes rolled, and then a figure appeared in his mind.
He squinted, and a sad smile appeared in his heart, "Brother Li, I'm sorry..."
Then, Ding Ze suddenly raised his head, looked at Dinkler with a flushed face, tensed his lips and shook his head, "It's okay, maybe the old injury in the hospital has recurred..."
Butler: "???"
He knows very well what Ding Ze is, and as a man, he naturally observes carefully, especially for the bowed waist action.
But what is the recurrence of this old disease?
In ordinary times, Dinkler could naturally see something, but it was almost two large bottles of spirits in his stomach, and he had no room to think.
"What old illness? The dean said that you had recovered. Dinkler's palm was slightly strained, and his tone was hurried, "I'm an old classmate with the dean, and he has no reason to lie to me." ”
"It's true, it's all that Li Ming, who deceives people too much, even if Uncle Ding is next to him, he also does something to me, and my nose is bleeding. Ding Ze sighed, propped up the ground, and looked at how wronged he was to be, "It's okay, I've forgiven him, I don't believe you asked Uncle Ding." ”
Then, Ding Ze looked at Ding Hui who was standing aside, and squeezed his eyebrows.
Ding Hui was stunned when he heard this, and almost scolded.
But looking at Ding Ze's innocent and expectant little eyes, he felt a little treacherous more and more, he gritted his teeth and nodded, "During this period, the young master was indeed injured..."
As for the cause of the injury, he did not mention it at all, especially when Dinkler was drunk.
said by himself that Ding Ze fell by himself... Who believes it, but it annoys him, Ding Hui won't do this kind of thing.
He sighed, glanced at Ding Ze, who was still secretly squeezing his eyebrows at him, and shook his head helplessly.
The young master is a talent, but he is a ghost...
"You don't know how miserable I am..."Ding Ze smiled in his heart, and silently hugged Li Ming again, which was regarded as an apology.
As for Li Ming with bandages on his hands, how could he know this scene, he was still thinking about how Ding Ze would humiliate him when he knelt in front of him after a while.
Ding Ze doesn't care about anything else, let's get past this pass first, and then talk about it, it's always in the future... Whatever.
"You didn't come yet, and my face was covered in blood. Ding Ze covered his face, and even joined his exaggerated acting skills, and the ghost cried wolf on the spot.
The chief housekeeper and Ding Hui were all indifferent, and even despised them ten thousand times in their hearts, but no one said anything, and looked at Ding Ze who was covering his face and howling wolf with a flat face.
Dinkler was different, he was even more angry, he immediately got up, his whole body was cold, and a peerless aura was immediately released.
"Tomorrow, let that miscellaneous member of the Li family come over to see me!" his voice was cold, and his body was even trembling slightly, caused by anger.