"Miss Jacobs? Are you okay?"

Xander's voice rang vaguely in his ears.

Rosalie blinked hard, trying to sober up, but to no avail.

Even though she heard Xander, she did not have the energy to respond, and could only signal him with her eyes as response.

Xander himself drank a lot too. Upon noticing Rosalie’s appearance, he simply said goodbye to Mr. Chance and the family members.

"It's getting late, we should go back now, because we will still have to go to the nursing home for further diagnosis and treatment tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, everyone naturally did not stop them, thanked them profusely, and watched them leave.

Xander held Rosalie's arm with one hand.

Rosalie was so drunk that she could not stand upright at all, and Xander wanted to reach out to hold her in his arms a few times, so it would be easier for her to walk.

Although this woman was obviously unconscious, she was still subconsciously avoiding his outstretched hand, and staggered forward.

Xander's eyes darken