Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3583

Morning came the next day.

The cries of seagulls sliced through the air.

Ryan, still groggy from the night before, slowly came to his senses. Instinctively, he held his head.

Where was he? What had happened?

Bits and pieces of the previous night came flooding back.

He remembered grilling with Matthew, but after a while, Ryan had gotten bored of only eating.

He wandered into the powder room and came back with two bottles of wine- vintage stuff from the Medusa Gang's private stash.

Ryan clearly recalled boasting to Matthew that despite drinking for years, he had never once been drunk.

Then, the two started pounding back wine like there was no tomorrow.

From what Ryan remembered, he eventually ended up puking his guts out-while Matthew didn't even break a sweat.

"Well, well, look who's up-our West Montiria Islands Booze King. I've got some hangover cure coffee. Want a cup?" Matthew called as he stepped out of the cabin, holding a polished mug.

"I'm good," Ryan muttered, brushing off the offer.

had gone on and on about his drinking tolerance last night-only to

hunched over the railing, while

last night, a little pick-me-up

Ryan paused mid-step.

Matteo? Now that you mention it, I am kind of

Matthew and downed it in

was strange-bitter, earthy, with something he couldn't quite place.

spun around and sprinted to the

"Ughhh!"

railing, retching for what felt

strolled over and handed him a napkin, completely unfazed "Guess the house blend still works, he said with a grin. "Family recipe-guaranteed to

warned me I'd be coughing up a

I

dying.

for a

minute there."

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Matthew laughed.

we exactly? I swear the water's way shallower

That got Ryan's attention.

second... Weren't you the one

it on autopilot?" They locked eyes in the midst of the

you we shouldn't drink. Alcohol ruins lives," Matthew