Bragging and farting with strangers or "friends" who have not known each other for a few days every day, Lin Zhining feels as if he has changed, and he has become unrecognizable.

He could never have imagined that the flattery that had made him feel so disgusting before would come out of his mouth so lightly, and that he had a tendency to become more and more proficient the more he spoke.

He didn't know if he had become mature, or if he had entered the big dye vat of the rivers and lakes and become sleek and sophisticated.

In short, his current self makes him very disliked and frightened, because he has never been afraid of change.

But he was not reconciled, if he stayed away from all this now, then he would go against his wishes, and spend so much time with them in vain, and it would be in vain.

Waste is never a good thing, so he comforted himself like this, even if he was uncomfortable, he still needed to endure it for a while, as long as Ning Fengsheng was cured, he could go to the mountains and forests and stay away from these hustle and bustle.

So Lin Zhining put on a mask for himself with his own hands, a mask called hypocrisy.

Of course, the people in the martial arts I met recently would not be aware of Lin Zhining's thoughts, because he always looked very bold and polite.

Even if some minds are keenly aware of a point, they only feel that the master will always have a bad temper, otherwise how could he be so different, after all, no one will believe that there are perfect characters in the martial arts.

The time of wanton squandering always passes quickly, although Lin Zhining is determined that this day passes too slowly.

Ning Fengsheng finally recovered, and the effect was beyond everyone's expectations, after all, Lin Zhining once said that most of his martial arts could not be saved.

His martial arts have indeed declined, but there are definitely not much, especially Lin Zhining's innate true temperament, his internal skills are more refined, and his internal organs and muscles are also a little stronger, so as long as he works hard, his martial arts will definitely go to the next level.

Therefore, he can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, after all, walking the rivers and lakes, who doesn't want his martial arts to be higher.

However, he didn't publicize it everywhere, because he knew that Lin Zhining's medical skills were already very good, and if others knew that he had a chance to go to the next level, it would not be a good thing for Lin Zhining.

And their martial arts can be higher, they can also be regarded as their own hole cards, no one will dislike their hole cards too much, especially the characters who have been mixed for most of their lives and are almost fine.

With his vision and experience, he naturally won't fail to see Lin Zhining's impatience, but he won't say it in the open, just remind Lin Zhining in private. He believed that with Lin Zhining's cleverness, he would definitely be able to understand what he meant.

As a prestigious old-timer in the alliance, after his injury healed, it was naturally indispensable to celebrate with wine, and Lin Zhining still couldn't escape the fate of drinking all day.

No matter how good the drink is, if you drink it every day, you will lose interest.

Everyone was very happy, including Lin Zhining, because he would soon be able to get out of the sea of suffering.

"Lin Shaoxia, the old man's life was snatched back from Lord Yama in your life, don't thank you, the old man respects you with a bowl of wine. ”

Opening the banquet, Ning Fengsheng picked up a bowl of wine and said to Lin Zhining.

Lin Zhining hurriedly took the wine bowl, stood up, and said: "The seniors are too polite, since the juniors have met them, how can they not care, I should respect you." ”

"Hahaha, Lin Shaoxia is too modest, please. With that, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

What else could Lin Zhining do, he had to dry it in one bite.

"Yes, good man. The one next to him, who thought that he had heard that Ning Fengsheng had recovered, rushed to congratulate him.

The owner of the matter is respectful, and Shang Yunyi also came to join in, "Brother Lin, thank you, do it." ”

"If you all come to toast, you won't be able to eat this wine. Lin Zhining drank the wine dry and said with a wry smile.

"Haha, Brother Lin, how can you not drink well, I'm afraid that the hospitality will not be good. Gan Shiming laughed loudly, and also stepped forward with a wine bowl.

"That is, Brother Lin has a lot of them, and the brothers know it, so don't shirk it. The others cheered together.

Lin Zhining smiled bitterly, he could only continue, and said: "No matter how large Lin is, he can't stand the many heroes present taking turns to toast, and besides, most of the people here are seniors, but isn't it tormenting Lin." ”

"Well, what Lin Shaoxia said is reasonable, I'll wait here to drink, one is to celebrate Ning's recovery, this is the second one, everyone also gets together to be happy, there is no need to toast, everyone can drink freely." But it was Ning Fengsheng who saw Lin Zhining in embarrassment, and opened his mouth to persuade him.

"What Ning Lao said is that if you don't get drunk today, you won't return. Shang Yunyi said with a smile on the side.

Seeing the host's family say this, everyone no longer toasted, and the atmosphere in the venue was much more lively for a while.

However, Lin Zhining underestimated them after all, and no one toasted them, although he was more stable, the number of people who asked him to drink was not reduced, but even more.

Because he is not only a new young man, but also a real miracle doctor, he wants to be at least familiar with him.

Lin Zhining soon realized that he had done something wrong, and he underestimated the enthusiasm of the people in the martial arts for the divine doctor.

No matter what the character and martial arts of the people who drank with him were, at least they were all seniors, in front of everyone, how could he not give them face, you must know that many of the disputes in the rivers and lakes are because of the loss of face.

So although he found that it was better to press a toast, he still had to drink it refreshingly.

It's good that we always hate the passage of time, but it's getting late, and most people are having a good time, or at least it seems, so how can someone who is already drunk not have a good time.