Han Yan's face reddened as he barely mustered some energy, "Isn't it just 1.5 million? Among the millions of members in our Anti-Ling Zhenfei Hype Alliance, if each person contributes 0.5 RMB, that would be more than enough."

As he was speaking, Han Yan took out his cellphone and glanced at it, only to collapse on the ground with a thud. The millions of followers he had just before had mostly unfollowed him, leaving only tens of thousands, and those were the followers who hadn't seen the live stream in time to unfollow yet. Moreover, the numbers were still decreasing.

Of course, there were those who were aware of the situation and said with a laugh, "Han Yan, what happened to your millions of followers? How come it's down to just tens of thousands? Didn't you say you were going to donate? Better hurry up then, be careful or we'll dox you."

"The whole nation knows about this; you can't run from it."

Ashamed, Han Yan found himself unable to speak. Suddenly, someone said, "Everyone, this isn't right. It's not a big deal if he can't cough up more than a million right now, but there's another thing you all shouldn't forget—Han Yan has to live stream eating shit, and that's something we can handle right here on the spot."

As if reminded by that comment, everyone recalled that Han Yan had not only pledged the treatment fee but also to live stream himself eating feces. Reminded of this, they all burst into laughter.

"Han Yan, hurry up and eat shit. No need for you to live stream; we'll do it for you."

"If you don't like your own, you can choose to eat mine. I had braised chicken today. Even if it's shit, it's still rich in nutrients."

"I had dumplings. Why not eat mine instead?"

"I had Northeast mixed stew. Better to eat mine!"

A crowd encircled Han Yan, as if they wouldn't let him go unless he complied. Although the surrounding media was present, no one intervened because such a person was simply getting what he deserved. He had been loud-mouthed and arrogant online, and now it was time to pay up on the promises he made—who else could be blamed?

Flushed with a mix of red and white, Han Yan's face showed he had no escape. If this continued, he might be driven to his death.

"Enough, everyone, just leave him be!"

At that moment, a contrasting voice sounded, drawing everyone's attention. They all looked towards the source of the voice and saw Ling Zhenfei standing aside.

"Boss, we can't let him go!"

"Yeah, did you forget how he slandered you on the internet?"

"People like him deserve to die."

Ling Zhenfei waved his hand and said, "We can't talk like that. I was only somewhat famous online before, and I indeed cured some difficult-to-treat patients, which led many to think I was hyping myself up. Such thoughts are understandable. There are not a few people like him who doubt me, which is why I chose to live stream the treatment process."

At that moment, all the media turned their cameras towards Ling Zhenfei and started recording his farewell speech after this personal performance.

"I know there are many people online who support me and even call me Divine Doctor. Now, in front of the media, I want to make a clarification and explanation. I'm not any Divine Doctor. Chinese medical techniques are profound, and I am just a small practitioner within it."

"Moreover, being a doctor isn't my main profession, and I have no intention of making money from medical skills. Helping others with their diseases isn't for the money either, it's mostly due to friendships. So, in the future, don't call me Divine Doctor. I don't want to be regarded as someone who's hyping up myself again."

After Ling Zhenfei finished speaking, he glanced at Han Yan in the distance and said, "I, Ling Zhenfei, hope to be friends with everyone and wish for no one to misunderstand me. As for the bet with Han Yan that was made earlier, it was just a joke, not to be taken seriously. Everyone, please don't make it hard for him. That's all I want to say, and I thank everyone again for your support."

After Ling Zhenfei finished, he turned and left, and although fans wanted to follow, they were stopped by security.

"Divine Doctor, truly a divine doctor!"

"Yes, not only is his medical skill superb, but he also treats people so well. A doctor really does have a parent's heart."

"And on top of that, he's so handsome!"

"Divine Doctor, Divine Doctor!"

No one knew who started it, but once one person shouted, everyone joined in, and in no time the cries for the Divine Doctor filled the entire Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. However, none of this had anything to do with Ling Zhenfei anymore since he had already returned to the room with Bai Ling.

"Handsome, really too handsome!" Bai Ling couldn't help but exclaim in admiration as she clung to Ling Zhenfei's hand.

"Alright, stop kissing up to me. Pack up; we're leaving first thing tomorrow morning." Ling Zhenfei knew he was surrounded by danger and that leaving early would offer him an additional measure of safety.

"Ah, come on, you finally come to Modu and you don't plan to enjoy yourself here for a couple of days?" Bai Ling asked with some reluctance.

"Then you stay and have fun for a few days. You originally came to Modu to accompany me for this matter, and now that it's done, there's nothing else. But I really do need to thank you properly for this time," Ling Zhenfei said with heartfelt gratitude to Bai Ling.

"So how do you plan to thank me?" Bai Ling asked, her tone cooling.

"How about I find a place to take you out for a late-night snack?" Ling Zhenfei tentatively asked Bai Ling what she thought.

"I don't want that, not unless it's the vegetables from the Xishan Manor. I don't feel like eating that."

"Then you tell me, how should I thank you? Just name your terms," Ling Zhenfei said, unsure of what Bai Ling might want.

After some thought, Bai Ling said, "Let me think. I've accompanied you to Modu and wasted three days of my time. Most importantly, I even saved your life. If I ask for too little, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

Bai Ling continued to think about the fact that she had saved Ling Zhenfei's life. Although it seemed a bit excessive, it was indeed true—the situation really did save his life.

"Tell me, does that count as a beauty saving a hero?" Bai Ling asked with a smile.

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Yes, yes, you're a beauty alright, but what do you want me to do? You're not really expecting me to offer myself in gratitude, are you?"

"If you did offer yourself, that wouldn't be bad at all. I might just reluctantly agree to that," Bai Ling followed up with a laugh.

Ling Zhenfei knew he had been tricked by Bai Ling but he still played along and said, "Then you'd really be at a loss."

Bai Ling said earnestly, "It's fine to be at a little loss. My brother always says that it's a blessing to be at a disadvantage. From now on, you're mine, don't even think about abandoning me and leaving me alone."

Ling Zhenfei looked at Bai Ling with some surprise: "Miss Su, surely you can't mean that? Look, not only is your family rich, but you're also quite a beauty. I'd wager that the line of people wanting to pursue you could stretch from Modu to Capital City. And me, I'm just a little farmer who cultivates the land; why would you joke about me?"

Bai Ling said with overwhelming confidence, "What's wrong with liking a little farmer? I, Miss Su, like to pay court; who are you to judge? Can you just say whether you're willing or not?"

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