Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Chen Ping nodded: "That's the right thing to do; it's also about being responsible for the students."

The young teacher wearing glasses also spoke up: "Since Director Zhou has agreed, none of us have any objections. We'll proceed with the necessary investigations."

"Okay, since no one has any objections, let's go to Siping Township Health Center for an inspection tomorrow. If there are no problems, we'll sign the internship contract."

"Teacher Sun, you should talk to the students about the pros and cons and make sure they don't resist just because the place is remote."

Su Meng followed the young teacher with glasses.

"Don't worry, Principal Su, I'll handle the ideological work." Teacher Sun nodded.

"Alright, meeting adjourned!" Su Meng waved her hand.

After everyone dispersed, Su Meng looked at Chen Ping and said, "Don't go back today. Come back to Siping Township with us tomorrow."

"Okay!" Chen Ping nodded.

"Dr. Chen, I'll treat you tonight. Let's invite Principal Su and go out for drinks together."

"Director Zhou said."

"No need, don't be so polite," Chen Ping waved his hand repeatedly.

"No way, you saved my son, that's a big deal, I have to treat you to a meal."

"It's settled then. I've already booked a private room at the Longchang Grand Restaurant in the city."

After saying that, Director Zhou left, giving Chen Ping no further chance to refuse.

Chen Ping was somewhat helpless. He had drunk too much Moutai with Cui Ying's father yesterday, and as a result, he was consumed by lust and spent the whole night in Cui Ying's room.

Cui Ying has messed up many of her underwear.

He really didn't want to drink tonight; he couldn't control himself once he drank too much.

"Drink less when you go. Director Zhou's offer is kind; don't offend him," Su Meng advised.

"Okay, I won't drink if I go."

Chen Ping nodded.

In the evening, Director Zhou personally drove Chen Ping, Su Meng, and several school leaders.

Upon arriving at Longchang Grand Restaurant, we went straight to the private room we had reserved.

The private room wasn't large, but it was tastefully decorated, and several cold dishes were already laid out on the round table.

Director Zhou pulled Chen Ping to sit in the main seat, "Dr. Chen, today's meal is a thank-you banquet, and there are no outsiders here, so let's all relax."

After everyone was seated, Director Zhou asked the restaurant to start serving the dishes, and soon hot dishes were brought out one after another.

All of them were fancy dishes, and they looked expensive.

"Director Zhou, you've really gone to great lengths today."

"Director Zhou is so generous; the wine he brought is all Wuliangye."

"I've never drunk wine that costs over a thousand yuan before, but I'll drink as much as I can tonight."

Several school leaders joked about it.

Director Zhou picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for Chen Ping.

Chen Ping covered his wine glass with his hand and said, "Director Zhou, I'm not feeling well, so I won't drink."

Director Zhou was slightly taken aback, then said, "Dr. Chen, I'm here today specifically to thank you. How can you not drink it?"

"That's right, Dr. Chen, you should have some. Wuliangye isn't something you can drink every day," said Mr. Sun, the teacher wearing glasses.

Chen Ping smiled and then moved his hand away.

He doesn't drink Wuliangye every day, but he often drinks Moutai, especially aged Moutai.

If he wanted, Cui Ying and her husband would definitely give him several cases of Moutai to drink.

Director Zhou poured Chen Ping a full glass of wine, then poured one for himself. He raised his glass and said, "Dr. Chen, I'm not good with words, so I'll just say thank you."

After saying that, he tilted his head back, downing more than half of his two-ounce glass. Then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and added, "My son is still young. If he really had surgery today, I would be heartbroken..."

He waved his hand and didn't say anything more.

Chen Ping also raised his glass and said, "Director Zhou, I am a doctor. I cannot ignore something I encounter."

Chen Ping also took a big gulp.

Su Meng sat diagonally opposite Chen Ping, with a glass of water in front of her.

She watched Chen Ping and Director Zhou drink one glass after another without saying a word to stop them.

When others came to toast him, Chen Ping didn't refuse. He drank as much as he could, and when he couldn't drink anymore, he would wave his hand and say, "Take a break." But he still drank quite a lot.

Su Meng watched Chen Ping drink, but just smiled and didn't stop him.

She discovered that Chen Ping had grown a lot in the months since the divorce.

Chen Ping is much better at interpersonal relationships now than he was before.

The meal lasted until almost 10 p.m., and Chen Ping's face was flushed, even the back of his neck was tinged with the color of alcohol. He could still speak clearly, but his speech had obviously slowed down.

When the event ended, Director Zhou was already unsteady on his feet and had to be helped into the car by the driver.

The others left one after another.

Chen Ping stood at the entrance of the restaurant. A night breeze blew, and the effects of the alcohol surged up his body. He stood there, leaning against a lamppost, without moving.

Su Meng came out from inside, holding his coat in her hand. "Let me take you."

Chen Ping opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt that anything he said at this moment would seem foolish.

Su Meng hailed a ride-hailing car and then opened the car door for Chen Ping.

Chen Ping helped himself to the car door and got in. His head felt heavy, and once he leaned back in the seat, he didn't want to move.

Su Meng booked a hotel on her phone; it wasn't far away, and she gave the address to the driver.

About ten minutes after the car drove off, Su Meng glanced at Chen Ping and found that he had fallen asleep with his head tilted to the side, breathing heavily, with one hand resting on Su Meng's leg.

Su Meng didn't speak, but reached out and tightly grasped Chen Ping's hand.

Perhaps only at this moment did Su Meng dare to approach Chen Ping and express her feelings.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Su Meng helped Chen Ping out of the car.

The cool breeze helped Chen Ping regain some clarity, and he was able to walk on his own, but his feet still felt unsteady.

Su Meng supported his arm and led him upstairs.

Upon reaching the room door, Su Meng opened it and let Chen Ping go in first. She inserted the room card into the power outlet and poured a glass of water, placing it on the bedside table.

Chen Ping had already buried his head in the bed.

Su Meng walked up to him, bent down to help him take off his coat, and draped it over the back of the chair.

He then took his phone out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

She did these things very gently, as if she were taking care of a patient.

Chen Ping suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Su Meng stopped and didn't move.

Chen Ping raised his head, his eyes filled with intoxication. His lips moved, and his voice was very soft: "Su Meng, I..."

"You've had too much to drink."

Su Meng gently removed his hand from her wrist. "Go to sleep early. We have to go back to Siping Township tomorrow."

She covered Chen Ping with the blanket, turned off the light, leaving only a small nightlight on the bedside table.

Chen Ping looked at her dazedly, his vision already unfocused.

He saw her standing in the doorway, her hand on the doorknob. She seemed to pause for a moment, then the door opened, and she went out.

After the door closed, only the sound of the air conditioner blowing air remained in the room.

Chen Ping closed his eyes, feeling as if he were falling from a great height. His consciousness gradually dissipated, and when he reached the bottom, the dream began.

In her dream, Su Meng was wearing a bright red lace lingerie set, leaning against the headboard, smiling at him.

That smile was incredibly charming and alluring.