Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 149: Divine Doctor

Time flew by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

With a massive investment of manpower and financial resources,

Anshan City slowly recovered from the sorrowful atmosphere that had previously engulfed it.

Collapsed buildings were rebuilt.

The city began to regain some of its former bustling prosperity.

After all, for the common person, the shadow of that natural disaster had passed.

Regardless,

after the grief and sorrow,

life had to go on.

...

Linchuan City, Donglin Province, over a hundred kilometers from Anshan City.

At this moment, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, half-hidden among the clouds.

It cast a cool, silvery glow upon the land below.

The accumulated snow glimmered in the moonlight, like a silvery-white velvet blanket.

Within a vast manor, a grand birthday banquet was in full swing.nenhanced with breathtaking brilliance.

The spacious hall was laid with soft, luxurious plush carpets.

The guests, all dressed in their finest attire, moved about the room.

The men wore either well-tailored tuxedos or crisp suits with bow ties and neckties.

The women were adorned in resplendent evening gowns or elegant long dresses, their skirts swaying gently.

Everyone conversed in low, elegant, and composed tones.

However, when their gazes fell upon a certain spot, their expressions turned a bit strange.

There, in a corner, sat a figure who seemed completely out of place among the lavishly dressed attendees.

He was a young man in his twenties. His features were clean-cut, and his eyes, a stark contrast of black and white, were exceptionally spirited. He could be considered passably handsome.

He wore a faded, baggy T-shirt that hung shapelessly on his frame. Below, he had on a pair of old blue jeans with a few inconspicuous scuffs.

He was currently crossing his legs, revealing a pair of dusty sneakers with laces tied so carelessly they looked about to come undone.

His attire wouldn’t look out of place on the street, but in a setting like this, it was utterly incongruous.

Despite this, the young man simply minded his own business, holding a glass of wine and eating a piece of cake he had grabbed. He paid no mind whatsoever to the odd glances occasionally thrown his way.

However, if one looked closely, they would notice that the young man’s gaze lingered mostly on the beautifully dressed women.

Those who noticed his undisguised appraisal were naturally quite displeased.

But given that this was the birthday banquet for the daughter of the Jiang Family, Linchuan City’s wealthiest family, they didn’t dare say much.

They just couldn’t understand why the hosts would invite such a person here.

’Could it be some young master who’s read too many novels, deliberately acting this way to look weak and get the upper hand?’

With this in mind, everyone watched from a distance. No one rashly approached him to strike up a conversation.

Suddenly,

as the young man was eating and admiring the passing women,

a slender figure appeared before him.

The newcomer was a woman in her early twenties.

She wore a white evening gown, simple yet elegant.

As she walked, its hem floated as lightly as a cloud.

A silver ribbon was tied at her waist, accentuating her slender, delicate figure.

Her long hair was meticulously pinned up, with a few strands falling naturally beside her cheeks, adding a touch of gentle beauty.

This was none other than the hostess of the evening’s party, Jiang Ning.

And beside her stood a portly, balding old man.

"Ning, this is the divine doctor I told you about, the one who saved me. If it weren’t for him, you might not be seeing this old man anymore,"

the old man chuckled.

The old man was the patriarch of the Jiang Family. Although he no longer managed its affairs, his status was undeniable, and no one dared to ignore him.

Therefore, the moment he appeared,

nearly every eye in the room turned toward them.

Now, hearing the old man’s words,

they were quite surprised. They hadn’t expected this young man to be so... lucky. He had saved the Jiang Family patriarch. As long as he didn’t do anything stupid, his future was set.

Noticing the surrounding gazes,

a playful, cynical smile touched Chen Feng’s lips.

"Not at all, it was a small effort. Anyone in that situation would have done the same and not stood idly by."

But despite his words, his gaze seemed to be glued to Jiang Ning, unwilling to leave her.

"Look at my memory! This is my granddaughter, Jiang Ning. You young people should have more in common to talk about. Feel free to chat."

The old man had clearly noticed this as well, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face as he made the introduction.

Hearing this,

Jiang Ning, who stood beside him, had obviously noticed Chen Feng’s brazen stare.

Her brow furrowed slightly.

However, perhaps because her grandfather was beside her, she didn’t say anything. Instead, she reached out, took two glasses of wine from a nearby tray,

and handed one to Chen Feng.

"You’re Chen Feng, right? Thank you for saving my grandfather. This drink is for you!"

Chen Feng reached out to take it, and the accidental brush of their fingers sent a stir through his heart.

Jiang Ning, however, quickly withdrew her hand and immediately tilted her head back, downing the wine in her glass in one go.

Perhaps because she couldn’t hold her liquor well,

a faint blush immediately rose to her cheeks after she drank.

It made her already lovely face even more captivating.

The sight left Chen Feng slightly stunned.

"What, aren’t you going to drink?"

Jiang Ning asked.

"Of course. When a beautiful lady offers, I must oblige!"

Chen Feng chuckled.

He immediately drained the wine in his hand.

Then, he smacked his lips a couple of times, raised an eyebrow, and looked at the glass in his hand with some confusion.

"What kind of wine is this? I’ve never had it before."

After seeing Chen Feng drain his glass,

a faint smile touched Jiang Ning’s lips.

Ignoring his question, she swirled the empty glass with her slender fingers.

Then she asked,

"You’re Chen Feng, correct? I’m truly curious. My grandfather has a heart condition, but thanks to years of careful management, he hasn’t had an attack in a very long time.

So how did it happen to flare up so suddenly this time? And how did he just happen to go for a walk in the park alone, forget his medicine, and, even more coincidentally, run into a divine doctor like you?"

Chen Feng glanced at her.

He chuckled casually.

"Who knows? Maybe the old man’s just incredibly lucky. What, are you suspecting me? Or are you saying I shouldn’t have saved your grandfather?"

However, before Jiang Ning could say anything,

the old man at her side was the first to speak, his face darkening and his tone displeased.

"Ning, what are you talking about? How can you speak to young friend Chen Feng like that? If it weren’t for his brilliant medical skills, your grandfather right now would be..."

SMACK!

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Ning hit him across the face with a backhanded slap.

The immense force sent the few remaining teeth in the old man’s mouth flying out, mixed with a spray of blood.

"Argh... you..."

After rolling on the ground twice,

the old man finally reacted, letting out a miserable cry as he stared at Jiang Ning in disbelief.