There was still a long time before dark when Ling Zhenfei took out his phone to surf the internet, checking his Weibo account. On Weibo, the fuss about him had finally settled down.

The last post about the Xuantian Divine Water reached an astonishing ten million plus shares, and the likes even surged to over forty million, which was rather frightening.

Among those shares, the one with the most likes was from Chu Bingqing, who under her rallying, garnered over ten million likes from her fans. The other two with a significant number of likes were from the actress Zheng Yuwei and the actor Ma Yang.

He randomly selected a few fans from those who shared the post, and also randomly picked a few comments, summing up to more than a dozen Weibo accounts. These were the people who were going to receive the Xuantian Divine Water.

He then composed a new post, whose message was straightforward, listing the names of the winners and instructing them to privately contact him and send their address so he could mail them the Xuantian Divine Water.

Since he had been in the eye of the storm and had remained silent, now that the storm had passed, when Ling Zhenfei spoke up on Weibo, it immediately caused quite a stir.

The number of comments below started to multiply rapidly, breaking a thousand in an instant and crazily refreshing without stopping for a moment.

"Where's my Divine Immortal Water? I've already liked a thousand times."

"There's a scam, definitely a scam. The draw isn't transparent, how exactly was it done?"

"You didn't speak the day before yesterday, and you remained silent yesterday too. What are you avoiding, you scumbag?"

"When will the Divine Immortal Water go on sale? I knew I wouldn't get chosen, I never win anything."

"To be chosen out of tens of millions of people is simply too thrilling, love you, Zhenfei hubby, I want to have your monkeys."

"Hubby, where's mine, where's..."

"Ling Zhenfei, get out of the entertainment industry. Anyone who agrees, give me a like."

"..."

The comments were diverse. Of course, most people were requesting the Xuantian Divine Water from Ling Zhenfei; some asked who the girl he dined with that day was, while Black Child started cursing directly.

But Ling Zhenfei didn't respond to any of it, reasoning that the storm had already passed, and responding might only stir up more trouble.

However, his private messages instantly exploded with a massive influx, including requests for the Xuantian Divine Water, loads of insults, and pleas for him to heal the sick.

The number of people reaching out to him on Weibo for medical help was countless. In fact, Ling Zhenfei had thought about this issue before, acknowledging that with his power alone, it was simply impossible to treat so many people.

These individuals made such pitiful pleas, but whether they were genuine or not, Ling Zhenfei wasn't sure, nor did he have the time or energy to verify so much.

After contemplating it, Ling Zhenfei felt he had come up with a better method. That would be to let his fans confirm the authenticity of these individuals and decide whom to help. The decision on whom to cure would be made by fan voting.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible he found this method, but he needed to discuss it with someone. He immediately dialed Lin Yi's phone number.

Lin Yi picked up the call swiftly, and Ling Zhenfei shared his thoughts with him.

"My Weibo is inundated with people seeking treatment. I want to help them, but my power alone is too insignificant; it's definitely impossible by me alone. However, since they've come to me, I can't pretend to be blind to it. So, I've thought of a method," he said.

"For those seeking help on my Weibo, I'll help only one person each month. But as for who that one person will be, that will be decided by a vote from my fans. Whoever has the most votes by the end of the month, I will treat that person. What do you think of this idea?"

Lin Yi was extremely happy after listening, "That's really great. It can help many people in need, but there are prerequisites for who gets treatment. Minor illnesses like colds and fevers won't qualify."

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Of course, we'll only take care of difficult and complicated cases. If a regular clinic can handle it, then we should leave the opportunity to others."

Lin Yi asked with some confusion, "Then how will you charge for your services?"

Upon being asked this, Ling Zhenfei also hesitated, "I haven't thought about the charges yet. In fact, I could offer it for free."

"No, it absolutely cannot be for free!" Lin Yi immediately disagreed.

"Why not?" Ling Zhenfei felt that not charging was a good deed.

Lin Yi explained, "Not charging would create opportunities for many unscrupulous people looking to take advantage. Even though they could get treated at a hospital, they'd find ways to get involved just to take advantage of your treatments."

"Besides, does it mean your treatment is worthless if it's free? Then will you never charge for treatments in the future?"

Ling Zhenfei felt that Lin Yi made a good point, and after thinking for a while, he said, "How about this, I'll contact Binyang Hospital and go there to provide treatments every month. Binyang Hospital can charge a certain fee, and I won't take any."

However, Lin Yi disagreed, "You're still doing a charity service, and since you mentioned Binyang Hospital, shouldn't they show some appreciation for it? But I think you don't have to go to Binyang Hospital every time. I have a better idea."

"What's your idea?" Ling Zhenfei knew Lin Yi was a clever thinker.

Lin Yi said with a smile, "Whichever hospital you go to for treatment is essentially providing them with free publicity. I guess many hospitals would be eager to get this privilege. Why not choose different hospitals in different places?"

"But I'm not familiar with these hospitals, who should I contact?" Ling Zhenfei was still a bit unclear.

Lin Yi laughed and said, "Boss, you really underestimate your own influence. Do you even need to contact them yourself? Those hospitals will be competing to have you visit. For example, if the people chosen for treatment this month are in Provincial City, then leave it to the hospitals in Provincial City to bid."

"If they're willing to waive all the fees, that's even better. The treatment fees can go into an account to offer free treatments to those who really can't afford it. We could also establish a treatment fund."

Ling Zhenfei was stunned after hearing Lin Yi's suggestion. A treatment fund? The more they talked, the more complicated it seemed, but Lin Yi was a quick thinker and wouldn't speak carelessly.

"Is the treatment fund a reliable idea? I've never handled anything like it before."

Lin Yi confidently replied, "All beginnings are hard. As long as it's well managed, it won't be too difficult. Besides, you have so many fans. They can donate money to truly help those in need."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Discussing so much at once is too much for me to handle." Thinking about all these matters made Ling Zhenfei feel like his head was going to explode.

"Boss, I really think you need to consider hiring a manager. It's too exhausting to deal with everything by yourself," Lin Yi earnestly suggested.

Ling Zhenfei originally hadn't planned to find a manager. When he told Qiu Qian and Bai Ling to be his managers, it was all in fun because he had never seen himself as a superstar.

But now, even if he didn't consider himself a superstar, it seemed hardly possible not to become one. It was necessary to find a manager to assist him.

"I'll think about the manager issue, but let's first settle the treatment matters. If you think it's reasonable, then that's what we'll decide on," he said.

Lin Yi replied, "Of course I have no objections, but you should also schedule establishing the fund. As long as you set up the treatment fund, I believe your fans and charitable people in society will certainly respond enthusiastically."

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