"Everyone being here today is an honor for me, so I'd like to toast to all of you!"
Qian Nengde's face glowed with a reddish hue as he jovially raised a glass of wine and clinked glasses with everyone in the private room, tilting his head back to drain the glass.
"Haha, Old Qian is always so forthright. We're all friends here, so let's eat and drink well!"
The tea tycoon Dewei laughed as he drank, enlivening the atmosphere.
However, Wang Jingye stayed seated in his spot, snorted coldly, and said, "Brother Du, just because we are all brothers doesn't necessarily mean everyone should be here, at least one person here definitely doesn't deserve a seat at this table."
"I wonder what Brother Wang's esteemed opinion is?"
Taken aback by Wang Jingye's retort, Dewei's face immediately fell, and he gave a forced smile as he spoke.
Wang Jingye shook his head, snorted coldly, and remained silent.
After toasting everyone, Qian Nengde's mind was still on Ning Fan, fearing he might neglect him, so he took the opportunity to introduce him to everyone, "Friends, this man here saved my life! You probably couldn't find another divine doctor as skilled as he is in all of Zhonghai City!"
"Here, God Doctor Ning, this one's for you!"
Qian Nengde bowed deeply, his face full of sincerity as he spoke.
Ning Fan maintained a faint smile throughout, nodding his head and clinking glasses with Qian Nengde.
"Tsk tsk, still putting on a high and mighty act, Brother Du. You should now understand what I meant earlier," Wang Jingye whispered to Dewei, his glances at Ning Fan filled with disdain and irritation.
In his view, this was a gathering of Zhonghai City's successful figures, and Qian Nengde had brought along some young kid, dubbing him a divine doctor, instantly irritating him.
Even though Qian Nengde's father was a power player, everyone was good friends here, so there wasn't really an issue of one's status dominating others.
"Hey, if Old Qian is happy, why bother so much? It's not like you're losing anything," Dewei chuckled, and although he wasn't particularly fond of Ning Fan either, he didn't try to expose him.
"Brother Wang, you are just too straightforward. You should really temper that temperament a bit. Everyone has to make a living, so just turn a blind eye sometimes," Dewei said, the two exchanging pleasantries, clearly treating Ning Fan as just another swindler.
Midway through the banquet, Qian Nengde, the host, had already drunk quite a bit. Seeing Ning Fan sitting somewhat aloofly, worried about neglecting God Doctor Ning, he turned to Qian Xiaorou with a smile and said, "Daughter, come have a drink with God Doctor Ning!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Xiaorou immediately frowned and said, "I don't drink!"
This blunt refusal, especially in front of so many people, immediately made Qian Nengde lose face, and he slammed the table, angrily saying, "What's the matter with you? I'm asking you to have a drink with God Doctor Ning, and you refuse!"
Ning Fan smiled faintly, waved his hand, and said, "Brother Qian, let it be. If the kid doesn't want to drink, don't force her. Just let her have some juice. I'm not so petty."
Qian Xiaorou rolled her eyes, nearly bursting with anger, but considering her father and all the business magnates present, she couldn't make a scene and just sulkily ate her meal.
Ning Fan was also feeling displeased. He could clearly sense the overtly exclusionary attitude from everyone at the table, so halfway through the meal, he found an excuse to go to the restroom.
Just as he reached the restroom door, a few women were chattering about something, which immediately caught Ning Fan's attention.
These women were the personal secretaries and assistants of the business tycoons in the private room.
Of course, these were just their official job titles. In reality, they were mistresses and kept women.
"Haha, a mere young lad actually treated by Qian Nengde as an honored guest. Isn't it funny? When I first walked in, I thought I had gone to the wrong room!"
A glamorous woman with thick makeup said disdainfully.
An adjacent woman immediately took over the conversation and said with a sneer, "Our boss Wang has disliked that kid from the start. Watch how we play tricks on him later and make him a laughingstock!"
After conspiring, they all displayed smug smiles, unaware that Ning Fan had seen everything.
Ning Fan sneered inwardly and didn't argue with these people. He simply returned to the private room and continued with his meal and drinks.
After more rounds of drinks, the private room door was pushed open. The women who had mocked Ning Fan near the restroom filed in, each standing behind their respective bosses.
The woman behind Wang Jingye gave Ning Fan a cold look and started the trouble first, sneering, "Oh, is this the 'Divine Doctor' that Brother Qian mentioned?
I've been feeling a bit unwell lately. I wonder if the Divine Doctor could take a look for me."
After speaking, she mockingly held out her wrist and said, "You know how to take a pulse, don't you? Don't tell me you haven't learned that."
At this moment, everyone in the private room was smiling quietly, just waiting for Ning Fan to embarrass himself.
But Qian Nengde, completely oblivious to this mood, cheerfully said to Ning Fan, "God Doctor Ning, since Wang's assistant has made a request, why don't you show us a bit of your skill?"
Ning Fan shook his head slightly and said, "She's not sick, no need to check."
This straightforward conclusion immediately displeased Wang Jingye, who said, "You haven't even taken her pulse, how do you know there's nothing wrong with her body? I think you're just afraid to start because you're afraid of being exposed!"
Du Dewei also added fuel to the fire, saying, "Haha, Brother Wang, didn't you know? This is just the usual trick of those charlatans from the Jianghu. If they can't do it, they just claim there's no problem. They actually don't know anything!"
Wang Jingye watched Ning Fan, who remained calm and composed in his seat, and felt even more annoyed. He directly said, "Let me tell you, God Doctor Ning, I'm really starting to doubt your skills.
If you don't demonstrate something to satisfy our curiosity, I really think you're just a freeloader and a fraud!"
With these words, the already dissatisfied crowd burst into uproarious laughter.
Particularly Wang Jingye's female assistant, who laughed so hard she was shaking, covering her mouth and saying, "What kind of God Doctor, he's just a swindler from the Jianghu. If he were truly capable, how could he not even spot a tiny issue with a woman like me?"
After several provocations, Ning Fan could no longer hold back and sneered slowly, "Actually, you're indeed not sick, but I should remind you to pay attention to hygiene when you're out having fun. Don't just put unwashed things in your mouth—eating too much of that could make you sick!"
This meaningful statement suddenly silenced the whole private room.