She took out her phone and searched for three people named Ling Zhenfei; then a list of information appeared on her phone...

Ling Zhenfei came to the hospital room and first checked on Han Lian, who was still deeply asleep. Ling Zhenfei knew that seriously ill people tended to sleep a lot.

Ling Zhenfei helped Han Lian by taking her pulse and felt that it was becoming steadier, which was a very good sign.

"Dr. Ling, how is Xiao Lian doing?" Han Yunfeng asked anxiously from the side, his face showing fatigue perhaps from staying up all night.

"Uncle, please be reassured. Han Lian's condition is very stable now, and there's no danger anymore. What she needs now is rest. Look how tired you are; please go back and rest. I'll take care of things here."

"How could I possibly do that?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "All I can do for you is this much. When Han Lian goes home to recover, you guys will need to stay busy for a long time; you'll get tired."

"Alright then, thank you so much, Dr. Ling."

Han Yufeng was very satisfied with Ling Zhenfei and, after entrusting Han Lian to him, left the hospital room and headed out.

Outside, he happened to meet Zhang Qin who was there to deliver a meal: "Old man, why are you out here? Aren't you supposed to be inside watching?"

Han Yunfeng made a shushing gesture to Zhang Qin and said, "Don't speak so loudly. Dr. Ling is still inside."

"You old man, what should I even say to you? How could you let Divine Doctor Ling handle such tasks? He is so busy."

"What do you know? From what I see, Ling Zhenfei will eventually become our son-in-law. Didn't you hear how Xiao Lian spoke to Dr. Ling yesterday? They are very close."

"Is that really true?" Zhang Qin asked incredulously.

"Do I even need to say it? Trust me, my judgment is never wrong," Han Yunfeng confidently replied.

"If you say so, then I won't go in. But what about this breakfast?"

Han Yunfeng replied, "Xiao Lian is still not awake, and there's no need for breakfast yet. Would Dr. Ling let our Xiao Lian starve?"

"Old man, you're right. This is the first time I feel like you're really using your brain." The two old people chatted and slowly left the hospital room.

Ling Zhenfei stood by the bedside, looking at Han Lian's face, feeling both heartache and happiness. His heart ached because Han Lian had suffered such severe injuries.

He felt happy that there was no longer any danger to Han Lian's life. Had something truly happened to Han Lian back then, Ling Zhenfei's heart would not have been able to bear it; he had already lost Zhuo Yue and did not want to lose Han Lian.

Having known Han Lian for so long and experiencing so many events together, even he did not realize how deep their relationship had become.

Just then, Han Lian woke up and, seeing Ling Zhenfei's face beside her bed, she smiled, obviously very happy.

"It would be nice if every time I opened my eyes, I could see you," she said.

Ling Zhenfei held Han Lian's hand and said, "As long as it makes you happy, anything goes."

"I feel much better now, and it doesn't hurt as much to talk," she said.

Han Lian's voice was very soft and slow, but Ling Zhenfei knew that although she was recovering quickly and her internal organs had sustained great damage, speaking still strained her nerves and caused some pain.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Then don't talk, just rest well, and when you're better, you can say whatever you want."

Han Lian nodded and said, "I have a lot to say to you, it seems I'll have to wait, I'm afraid I won't be able to say it all in one go."

Ling Zhenfei nodded then took out a few elixirs beneficial to the body from his Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow and put them into Han Lian's mouth.

"These two elixirs are good for your wounds, but they tend to make one sleepy, which is just right for you."

Han Lian nodded, swallowed the medicine, and not long after, once again fell into a deep sleep.

According to Ling Zhenfei's analysis, Han Lian's condition would require at least one or two months of recovery, and even with treasures at his disposal, Han Lian's injuries were too severe. Pulling someone back from the Ghost Gate was not an easy task.

At that moment, Ling Zhenfei's mobile phone suddenly received a call, and fearing he would wake Han Lian, he stepped out.

It was an unfamiliar number, and upon answering, Ling Zhenfei heard a woman's voice on the other end.

"Li Hao, Ling Zhenfei, this is Chu Bingqing."

Chu Bingqing's voice carried a hint of coldness, yet it was very comforting to listen to, fitting perfectly with the image Ling Zhenfei had of her in his mind.

"Li Hao, Star Chu, what's the matter?" Ling Zhenfei was surprised by Chu Bingqing's call, as they seldom spoke on the phone but interacted more on social media.

"Here's the thing, I mentioned you on Weibo, and you didn't reply, so I took the initiative to call."

"Sorry, I don't visit Weibo very often. What's up?"

"It's about this: I asked one of my friends to go to your place to get the Beauty Pill; you remember that, right?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "I remember, just have her call me."

Chu Bingqing laughed, "Good to know, I'll tell her that, and she'll call you when she's coming."

After saying that, Chu Bingqing hung up the phone without even mentioning her friend's name.

Ling Zhenfei didn't mind. Since Chu Bingqing had said it was all set, there should be no problems. Chu Bingqing had decided to send her friend to personally fetch the Beauty Pill because of its great value.

However, in Ling Zhenfei's view, the Beauty Pill was not all that precious, so he did not inquire further—just a common elixir, after all. If Chu Bingqing wanted it, he would give it to her, no big deal.

Ling Zhenfei sat on an empty bed in the ward, opened his mobile phone, and logged into Weibo. Upon checking, he indeed saw the message from Chu Bingqing mentioning him.

The message simply stated she had given his number to her friend, who would contact him to get the elixir.

With several tens of millions of followers on her Weibo, Chu Bingqing had posted this openly on her account, serving as a free promotional tool indeed.

It significantly boosted Ling Zhenfei's popularity. Even those who had not known about Ling Zhenfei became interested after seeing Chu Bingqing's post.

Seeing his Weibo followers had surged by three million, reaching twenty-three million and still increasing, Ling Zhenfei was not particularly concerned about the attention. He had too many other things on his mind.

He checked online and looked at Bai Ling's Weibo, which now showed her verified role as Ling Zhenfei's manager, leading to a steep increase in her followers as well.

Bai Ling had indeed done a lot. First, there was the monthly voting for treatment names, which Bai Ling had meticulously planned to ensure fairness and justice.

Then there was the hospital affiliation; she strived to partner with one hospital in every major city, and after a series of selections, several major city hospitals had been announced.

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