Chapter 164: Excuse Me, I Was Careless

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Excuse Me, I Was Careless

Ye Feng smiled faintly. "You have soybean-sized, coppery-red, infiltrative macules or papules on your body, often with collarette scaling, and they don’t merge. These are the characteristics of papular syphilis. You say I’m talking nonsense? Do you dare to roll up your sleeves right now and let everyone see?

And a degenerate like you thinks you’re worthy of pursuing my Ningning?"

Ximen Long’s face instantly turned green. "I—I don’t!"

Su Zheng looked at Ximen Long, his brow furrowing instantly.

Yao Qing, who was standing nearby, saw this and quickly tried to defuse the situation. "Young Master Ximen, don’t get sidetracked by his nonsense. You once told me you were planning to introduce some Divine Doctors to us at Hundred Herbs Hall, correct?"

Hearing this, Ximen Long instantly regained his confidence. He rose, nodded at Yao Qing, and declared arrogantly, "That’s right, Auntie. I know Hundred Herbs Hall is short-staffed, so I’ve already invited more than a dozen famous doctors from Nanjun Chinese Medicine Hospital to hold clinics here. I believe with them seeing patients, business at Hundred Herbs Hall is sure to thrive."

"Is that so? That’s wonderful! It’s a true godsend!" Yao Qing cried excitedly. Then she glared at Ye Feng and said scornfully, "Did you hear that? *That’s* what you call capability. What good is just running your mouth?"

Ximen Long glared at Ye Feng and let out a cold laugh. "Exactly. You can’t help Hundred Herbs Hall one bit. What gives you the right to pursue Ningning?"

Ye Feng chuckled. "And you think a bunch of mediocre doctors can carry Hundred Herbs Hall? Aren’t you embarrassed to even say that? If you’re going to invite people, you should get a few names from the National Master Physician List to hold a clinic. That’s how you’d make a name for Hundred Herbs Hall, understand?"

Ximen Long glared at Ye Feng and curled his lip. "You’re not wrong, but those masters on the National Master Physician List? Who could possibly get them to come?"

Ye Feng chuckled. "Just because you can’t invite them doesn’t mean no one else can. I’ll summon a couple of them over right now..." 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

"HA HA..." Before the words were even out of Ye Feng’s mouth, Ximen Long burst into wild laughter. "Two of them? Could your bragging get any more ridiculous? Listen, kid, I’ll make a bet with you. If you can actually get someone from the National Master Physician List to come here, I, Ximen Long, will get the hell out of here on the spot and never bother Ningning again. But if you can’t, *you* get the hell out. Do you dare accept?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly. "Fine. You’d better remember that."

He then picked up his phone and made a call. "Is this Liu Wentao? Get to the Hundred Herbs Hall main branch in the provincial capital right away to see patients."

He hung up and made another call. "Zhang Liang? This is Ye Feng. Get to the Hundred Herbs Hall main branch immediately and prepare to see patients."

Ye Feng had just put his phone down when Ximen Long was already howling with laughter, bent over. "Oh, man. So many powerful people have tried to get those titans from the National Master Physician List to make an appearance, and it’s virtually impossible. You think you can summon two of them here with a phone call? How can you be such a braggart! HAHA, I’m dying of laughter..."

Yao Qing, standing nearby, sneered. "I heard the bet you two made loud and clear. If he can’t get those two masters to come, then he can just get lost."

Ximen Long nodded, suppressing a laugh. "Right, right. He should be getting lost any second now!"

Ye Feng, however, paid them no mind. He simply lit a cigarette and smoked it leisurely.

Ximen Long curled his lip. "Keep pretending. Let’s see how long you can keep this act up!"

Twenty minutes later, Ma Hong knocked on the door and entered, exclaiming, "Proprietor, Divine Doctor Liu Wentao and Divine Doctor Zhang Liang have arrived!"

His words had barely faded when two elderly men walked into the room.

Yao Qing was stunned. ’They actually came?’ she thought. ’Does Ye Feng really have that kind of power?’

Ximen Long was also dumbstruck, but he recovered quickly. He hurried over to the two men and exclaimed, "Divine Doctor Zhang, Divine Doctor Liu, you’re finally here!"

Then he turned to Yao Qing and said, "Auntie, I told my dad on the way over to invite some masters from the National Master Physician List to Hundred Herbs Hall. It looks like he really pulled through!"

Su Feng, who was standing nearby, chimed in, "The two Divine Doctors are obviously here because of Mr. Ximen’s influence. Isn’t that plain to see?

Ye Feng, you’ve lost! Just get ready to be thrown out!"

Hearing this made Ximen Long even more smug. He turned to Zhang Liang and Liu Wentao and said with a smile, "You two Divine Doctors must be here at my father’s invitation to hold a clinic at Hundred Herbs Hall, correct?"

But he had barely finished speaking when a single sentence from Liu Wentao nearly knocked him to the floor.

Liu Wentao looked at him with disdain. "Your dad? Who the hell is your dad?"

Yao Qing, standing to the side, looked at Liu Wentao and asked in confusion, "Divine Doctor Liu, if you weren’t invited by Mr. Ximen, then who asked you to come?"

Liu Wentao and Zhang Liang didn’t even spare her a glance. They walked straight up to Ye Feng, bowed deeply, and said respectfully, "Master, we, your disciples Liu Wentao and Zhang Liang, have come as summoned. We await your command."

BOOM!

Those few simple words were like a clap of thunder rolling over their heads, leaving everyone utterly dumbfounded.

Two masters from the National Master Physician List! Calling Ye Feng "Master" with such reverence? ’H-How is this possible?’

Ximen Long was frozen in place, utterly petrified.

At that moment, Ye Feng looked up at Ximen Long and said with a cool smile, "Ximen Qing, isn’t it time to honor our bet?"

Ximen Long’s face turned green, but he quickly recovered and spoke to Ye Feng with defiance:

"I don’t know what kind of scheme you pulled to get the two Divine Doctors here, but so what? You still can’t compare to me.

Let me tell you something, love requires a material foundation. Talking about love without one is just being a shameless leech. And you? You can’t even produce a decent gift. You don’t even have a car. You have no right to even talk about love..."

He had barely finished his sentence when a car key slipped from Ye Feng’s hand and fell to the floor. The emblem on the key—a goddess with wings—was almost blinding.

"A Rolls-Royce Phantom?" Yao Qing’s eyes, who was standing nearby, instantly lit up.

Ximen Long was stunned for a second but quickly recovered, sneering, "It’s just a beat-up car. What does that prove? Do you even own a house? You’re not planning to have Ningning live with you in some shack in the countryside, are you...?"

The words were barely out of his mouth when a large ring of keys fell from Ye Feng’s hand, clattering onto the floor.

Attached to the keyring was a solid gold tag, on which the two characters for ’Fushou’ glittered brightly.

"The keys to a villa in the Fushou Mountain district." Yao Qing’s eyes went wide.

Ye Feng quickly picked up the keys, a look of apology on his face. "Oh, my apologies. How clumsy of me."

Beside him, Su Youning couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

Ximen Long was so angry he felt like his lungs would explode. ’Damn it, was that an accident? Even an idiot can tell you’re showing off!’ he thought. A flash of shock crossed his eyes as he looked at Ye Feng. ’To own a Rolls-Royce and a villa on Fushou Mountain... who the hell *is* this Ye Feng?’

Just then, Yao Qing hurried over to Ye Feng and asked breathlessly, "Ye Feng, do you really have a villa on Fushou Mountain?"

Ye Feng nodded and said with some embarrassment, "Yes, Villa Number One. It’s nothing special, just a place to crash now and then."

"PFFT..." Ximen Long, who had just taken a sip of tea, sprayed it everywhere.

’Villa Number One in the Fushou Mountain district is a property worth five hundred million!’ he thought. ’And you say it’s ’nothing special,’ just a place to ’crash’? What an unbelievable flex.’

But when he saw how Yao Qing’s attitude toward Ye Feng had clearly changed, Ximen Long felt his lungs would burst with fury. He looked at Ye Feng and sneered, "It’s just a junker car and one house. You think that’s enough to make Ningning happy? You’re dreaming."

"You still have no real material foundation. You’re still not worthy of Ningning. Get lost!"

His words had just fallen when a cold voice rang out from the doorway, "Who says he lacks a material foundation?"

As the voice spoke, a stunningly beautiful woman in a business suit walked in.