Wang Dacheng ignored Wang Dazhi. He quickly stepped back to his room, grabbed the red wine bottle on the table and filled the glass with wine. Then he drank it up, as if he was trying to drown out his depression with liquor.

Wang Dazhi realized that something was wrong with his mood and said, "What's the matter, elder brother? You should be happy that the Chinese Medicine Practitioner Association is in trouble. How can you look unhappy?"

"I'm so happy!" Wang ...