That night, the two of them drank until after midnight. Qu Chaozong was feeling down, and with the alcohol taking over, he was slumped over the table, talking and singing. It was clear he was truly drunk.
Only then did Shi Yang call Zhao Wendada to have him take Qu Chaozong home.
Since Shi Yang had been drinking and couldn't drive, he gave his car to Zhao Wendada and strolled to the curb to hail a taxi back to the hospital.
The streets were quiet and the cars sparse in the dead of night. The taxi driver had the windows down and drove like the wind. When they arrived, Shi Yang paid, got out of the car, and felt dizzy the moment he stood on the ground. The night wind brushed against his face, coolly stirring up all the heavy intoxication in his body.
Feeling tipsy, Shi Yang carelessly shut the car door and walked with unsteady steps into the hospital.
