Speculation

As soon as the young man entered the room, he tossed the bag in his hand onto the sofa. He walked over to the wine rack and grabbed a bottle of vodka and two wine glasses.

"Would you like to try some authentic Soviet vodka?"

"No," Zhang Heng said as he walked over to the window. He first checked if it was closed before picking a shaded spot near the door and moved a chair to sit there.

On the other side, the young man had already poured half a glass of vodka for himself. He took a sip and commended, "Yes, it simply tastes perfect. Even though I've never tasted authentic vodka before, I don't know what authentic vodka tastes like. Are you sure you don't want a glass, my idol? At least you can be disinfected. After all, according to the doctor, the cells in our bodies have probably become abnormal."

"Vodka can't cure your radiation sickness," Zhang Heng said calmly.