58.I'm not drunk

"Dr. Che, I toast to you!"

Walking up to the last colleague who hadn't been toasted yet, Zheng Wenbo forced a smile and raised his glass.

"I dare not!"

Although Dr. Che already held a low opinion of Zheng Wenbo's character, when Zheng Wenbo came forward to toast, Dr. Che didn't dare to show it. After saying he dared not, he quickly raised his glass, clinked it with Zheng Wenbo's, and then dutifully drank the contents, turning the glass over in front of Zheng Wenbo to show it was empty.

Seeing Dr. Che's respectful demeanor, Zheng Wenbo's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction. The discomfort and unease he felt just now lessened slightly, and he tilted his head back, downing the drink.

As the familiar fiery liquid coursed down his throat, Zheng Wenbo was about to pick up the glass to signal for another refill when suddenly a wave of dizziness rushed over him. His vision seemed to blur for a moment, and his body involuntarily swayed. Thankfully, he managed to grasp the nearby chair to steady himself before he stumbled.

"Dr. Zheng, are you alright?"

Dr. Che, who had just finished drinking with Zheng Wenbo, saw his condition and quickly asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Wenbo adjusted his breathing and rubbed his head, trying to keep himself alert.

Strange, what's going on? I was fine just now, why do I suddenly feel dizzy?

It's all because of that guy surnamed Ye, he's the one who's gotten me worked up!

But regardless, I must finish these last four cups!

Feeling the change in his body, Zheng Wenbo felt puzzled, but he didn't dwell on it. With his intelligence and wisdom, even if he racked his brains, he would never think that it was Ye Xiu's doing. He probably thought that the sudden onset of drunkenness was due to being provoked by Ye Xiu.

But he was determined to control it and finish the last four cups no matter what.

After feeling a bit better, Zheng Wenbo continued to raise his glass, gesturing for the waiter to refill it, and then approached the next doctor. "Come, Dr. Chen, I toast to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swayed again, spilling half of the drink from his glass.

"Dr. Zheng, why don't you take a rest first? We can continue later?"

Dr. Chen, seeing Zheng Wenbo's flushed face and the drunkenness in his eyes, couldn't help but feel worried. He tactfully suggested that Zheng Wenbo take a break.

"No need, what, Dr. Chen, do you look down on me, Zheng Wenbo?"

But Zheng Wenbo didn't show any gratitude towards Dr. Chen. Instead, he snapped rudely, then turned to the waiter nearby and shouted, "Come, waiter, refill my glass!"

Once the glass was refilled, Zheng Wenbo raised it again, this time towards Dr. Chen.

Seeing Zheng Wenbo like this, Dr. Chen could only clink glasses with him reluctantly and drink the contents. But after finishing, his gaze was full of nervousness and worry as he looked at Zheng Wenbo.

Zheng Wenbo's condition didn't look good, and it made him uneasy. Of course, he wasn't worried about Zheng Wenbo, but about whether Zheng Wenbo would blame him if anything happened to him due to drinking too much.

Seeing Dr. Chen finish his drink, Zheng Wenbo showed a satisfied expression on his face. "Good, Dr. Chen, that's the spirit!" he exclaimed, raising his glass and downing the drink.

"Burp!"

As soon as the alcohol went down Zheng Wenbo's throat, his vision blurred again, and his body swayed violently once more. If it weren't for the chair beside him, he would have fallen over. As he staggered, a strong alcoholic belch escaped his lips, the pungent odor wafting towards Dr. Chen across from him.

Dr. Chen frowned, enduring the unpleasant smell, as he reached out to support Zheng Wenbo, trying to get him to sit down and rest for a while.

"Dr. Zheng, are you alright?"

"I'm fine! What could possibly be wrong with me!"

Zheng Wenbo pushed Dr. Chen's hand away abruptly, catching Dr. Chen off guard. Dr. Chen staggered for a moment and almost fell over, but Dr. Che next to him managed to steady him in time. Though he didn't fall, Dr. Chen's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Let's continue drinking!"

But Zheng Wenbo didn't even notice the consequences of his earlier actions or Dr. Chen's strange expression. He continued to shout boldly, unaware of the worried looks on the faces of the doctors at the table. Finally, Dr. Che, who had just finished drinking with Zheng Wenbo, couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to kindly remind Zheng Wenbo to take a break and rest.

But as soon as Dr. Che's hand touched Zheng Wenbo's body, Zheng Wenbo pushed him away again.

"Drunk? Who the hell is drunk? Are you saying I'm drunk? I'm telling you, Zheng Wenbo, the king of drinking, hasn't even started yet! You don't believe me, do you? Let's drink! Let's drink!"

Zheng Wenbo seemed to explode like an angry cat whose tail had been stepped on, glaring fiercely at Dr. Che as if he wanted to fight him. Dr. Che was completely stunned, not knowing how to react to Zheng Wenbo's extreme response.

"Dr. Zheng, Dr. Che didn't mean it..."

Before Dr. Chen could finish his sentence, Zheng Wenbo interrupted him, "He meant it! And you, and you, and you... Do you all think I'm drunk? Let me tell you, I'm not! Trying to get Zheng Wenbo drunk? Not a chance! This amount of alcohol? Even that surnamed Ye couldn't get me drunk. I could drink three times as much as him!"

As he spoke, Zheng Wenbo belched again, emitting a strong smell of alcohol.