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

the one hunched over the railing,

a sly grin. "After the way you looked last night, a little pick-me-up

Ryan paused mid-step.

Matteo? Now that you mention it, I am

the mug from Matthew

couldn't quite place. Still, he kept a straight

his expression twisted. Without a word, he spun around and sprinted to the edge of

"Ughhh!"

retching for

him a napkin, completely unfazed "Guess the house blend

wiped his mouth, glaring. "You could've warned me I'd be coughing up a lung. Sure, I feel

I thought

dying.

for a

minute there."

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Matthew laughed.

exactly? I swear the water's way

That got Ryan's attention.

Weren't you the one charting our course

puzzled. "I thought you had it all set and left it on autopilot?" They locked eyes in the midst of the

we shouldn't drink. Alcohol ruins lives,"