"No wonder you spoke well of those fans, they had already been here before."

Qiu Qing, smiling, said, "You can't blame Xiao Qian for this. I just analyzed it for you. Although fame brings troubles, it also has many benefits. The troubles of fame simply come from a bad mindset. As long as you maintain a good attitude and stay true to your original goals, there are still many benefits to being famous."

"Okay, maybe my thoughts were a bit extreme before. I'm not fond of going online. If there's something important, you must tell me, Xiao Qian."

Xiao Qian jumped up excitedly, "So, does that mean I've become the Divine Doctor Brother's manager?"

"Are you also planning to ask me for money?"

"Of course, who knows what those crazy fans might do—I'm taking a big risk here," Qiu Qian feigned a look of danger.

"Don't worry, although there are fanatic fans, the ones who came to give me flowers seemed quite decent. There shouldn't be any dangerous incidents."

"Dad, those who came just now were selected from the fans—they're obviously refined. Now, the Divine Doctor Brother's fan club has already exceeded one million members and is still growing. Like they say, 'when the forest grows big, all kinds of birds fly in'—it's hard to say."

"Then you don't need to worry about anything. Just let things take their course. Who knows, they might forget about me at any time." Ling Zhenfei's mentality was still very good, just letting things happen naturally.

Ling Zhenfei checked Qiu Qing's pulse again; it was stable, and his body was very healthy. Qiu Qing's complexion also looked good, it seemed he had recovered from the shadows of the poisoning.

He Yun didn't look too good, though. Ling Zhenfei could guess quite accurately what was on her mind. Now she didn't know what to do. Qiu Qing, who cared about his image, didn't want to escalate matters. Not calling the police on her was already her good fortune. In other words, He Yun was now waiting for Qiu Qing's final judgment.

While he was chatting with Qiu Qing and a few others, suddenly a young female doctor walked in.

"Hello, are you Dr. Ling Zhenfei?"

"Hello, I am. What can I do for you?"

The female doctor smiled happily, "Could you sign an autograph for me?" She was holding a folder; she opened it to reveal a blank sheet of paper and handed him a pen.

Ling Zhenfei was somewhat speechless, and he didn't even know what to write or how to sign.

After thinking for a moment, he just signed his name—fortunately, his handwriting was pretty good.

"Oh, and Dr. Ling, our dean has asked to see you. There's something he needs to announce."

"What's your dean's name?"

"Our dean's name is Jiang Boshe. You'll know when you get there." The female doctor spoke very politely, making it hard to refuse.

Ling Zhenfei had no choice but to follow the female doctor to the dean's office, where Dean Jiang Boshe was waiting for him. He hurriedly greeted him as he walked in.

"Hello Mr. Ling Zhenfei, I am Dean Jiang Boshe from the Provincial Hospital. I apologize for the abrupt invitation today," Jiang Boshe said with a smile plastered across his face, displaying utter politeness.

"Hello Dean Jiang, may I know why you wanted to see me?" This was the main concern for Ling Zhenfei, as he wanted to understand what Jiang Boshe intended by calling him.

"Brother Ling, you look like a straightforward person, and especially, I wasn't expecting you to be so young. I've seen your profile online, and truly, I never expected such hidden dragons and crouching tigers here in Binyang. May I ask if Mr. Ling is interested in developing his career with our hospital?"

Ling Zhenfei finally understood that Jiang Boshe was actually inviting him to become a doctor, which was beyond his comprehension.

"I'm sorry, Dean Jiang, but I am not fond of constraints, so I don't wish to work anywhere, and being a doctor isn't all that I am. I'm quite busy," he responded.

Although Ling Zhenfei had declined, Jiang Boshe was not ready to give up yet. He said with a smile, "Brother Ling, don't be too hasty in your response. I know a bit about your situation. You've applied for a professorship at Binyang Hospital through Chen Dafu, which indicates you still need your medical status."

"To be honest, your qualifications are more than enough for a professorship from Chen Dafu at Binyang Hospital, which is an honor for them. However, since Binyang Hospital hasn't issued this certification yet, it shows they don't value you enough. If Mr. Ling needs it, our Provincial Hospital can grant you this certification, and our certificates are more prestigious."

Ling Zhenfei was startled, though the standards of Binyang Hospital and Provincial Hospital in Binyang were similar, the Provincial Hospital was under the jurisdiction of Jiangnan Province, making it of a higher standard and fame, even higher in rank than Binyang Hospital, indeed carrying more prestige.

"I'm sorry, Dean Jiang, although that's the case, I have already made an agreement with Dean Chen Dafu. I am a man of my word, so let's not pursue this matter any further."

"Mr. Ling, you're misinterpreting this. It wouldn't mean you're not a man of your word if you agreed with us, because we would issue the professorship before Binyang Hospital. In fact, I can grant you this title right now. All you would need to do is hold an honorary professorship at our Provincial Hospital, and you'd have an annual salary of a million. How does that sound?"

"It certainly is very tempting, but I must decline. I can only hold a position in one place, and surely, you wouldn't allow one person to hold positions in both Binyang and Provincial Hospitals simultaneously," he reasoned.

Seeing how firm Ling Zhenfei was, Jiang Boshe could not press further, only mentioning that the doors of Provincial Hospital were always open for him.

Ling Zhenfei returned to the ward and relayed the events to Qiu Qing, who also felt that Ling Zhenfei had made the right decision, unless the Provincial Hospital would allow him to hold positions at two hospitals, which seemed unlikely given the institution's high standards.

At noon, he took Qiu Qing back to the Qiu family, and perhaps knowing that Ling Zhenfei was reluctant to dine at the Qiu's, Qiu Qian invited Ling Zhenfei out to a restaurant.

As for what to eat at which restaurant, Ling Zhenfei was not particular. The restaurant was chosen by Qiu Qian. As they entered, he noticed a sign at the entrance stating, "This restaurant's dishes are exclusively supplied by Xishan Manor."

After reading it, Ling Zhenfei smiled slightly, acknowledging that the restaurant's standard must be very high-end, indicated by the affiliation with Xishan Manor, a prominent name in the industry.

"Divine Doctor Brother, what would you like to eat? The vegetables here are really tasty, you should try some," Qiu Qian said excitedly about the restaurant's offerings.

"Order whatever you like, I'm easy," he replied.

Qiu Qian, evidently familiar with the menu, ordered a vegetable salad and salmon for herself and a vegetable salad and sirloin steak for Ling Zhenfei.

The dishes were served quickly, elegant and appealing. Qiu Qian, undeterred, happily ate her favorite vegetable salad.

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