With so many people, Ling Zhenfei was a bit taken aback and had to stop registering patients; he could only diagnose the illnesses and identify their causes to speed up the process.

The main practitioner was He Lingxiu. When patients arrived, Ling Zhenfei would have He Lingxiu look for the condition first. After Lingxiu made her diagnosis, Ling Zhenfei would review it, and then he would clearly write down the condition and cause for the patients to take to another clinic for treatment.

If He Lingxiu made a mistake in diagnosing the condition, Ling Zhenfei would correct her and explain the reason for her error.

In Qinghe Village, He Lingxiu saw only a few patients every day, and even at the busiest times, there were never more than ten, plus the conditions were all very simple.

But in Binyang Hospital, it was different; there were too many people, with all kinds of diseases, and because there were so many people, the pace had to be very fast, so this was a challenge for He Lingxiu.

"Divine Doctor Ling, I'm your fan. I finally get to see you, can you give me an autograph?" a female fan said excitedly as she sat down in front of Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei glanced at her, "I will sign the prescription later, and it will have my signature on it."

The fan smiled happily, "That's great, that's perfect."

"What's making you uncomfortable?" Ling Zhenfei asked. He noticed this girl was different; other patients would talk about their discomforts when they came in, not like this girl who hadn't mentioned any.

The girl smiled slightly, "Actually, I'm not uncomfortable at all. I just came to see you, and now I'm satisfied."

Ling Zhenfei was astonished, "Don't do this, time is so tight right now, many patients need my attention. If you come here without being sick and waste time, that's not good."

The girl said, "I know I was wrong, but I like you so much. I don't ask for anything else, just an autograph and a photo with you, then I'll leave right away."

Faced with such a fan, Ling Zhenfei was truly helpless, but he fulfilled the fan's request, took a photo with her, and signed his autograph.

Ling Zhenfei looked at He Lingxiu and said, "Take a little break, today is going to be a very exhausting day."

He Lingxiu nodded and said, somewhat puzzled, "Brother Afei, did you say we're charging five hundred for a consultation with a single patient just now?"

Ling Zhenfei nodded, "Yes, if it weren't for the fact that Chen Dafu was planning to charge one thousand, we wouldn't be doing it for the money, but to maintain order."

He Lingxiu's eyes were filled with shock as she looked at Ling Zhenfei and said, "In the village, I might earn just ten or eight yuan for seeing a patient, and some don't even pay. It's unbelievable."

Ling Zhenfei said, "If you work hard, earning one million a month in the future won't be a problem."

He Lingxiu replied incredulously, "Then what about that girl just now? She didn't come for a check-up, she just wanted a photo with you, and she even kissed you in the end."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Those are my fans; you never know what crazy things fans will do."

Filled with shock, He Lingxiu also felt a sense of inferiority. Even though she was considered the village beauty and everyone thought she was attractive, affording her a sense of superiority,

it was only upon arriving in the city that she realized there were so many beautiful women with great figures, dressed stylishly, and who knew how to do their makeup and dress up. Standing next to those flamboyant girls, He Lingxiu truly felt she had no advantage.

In her heart, she silently swore to work hard to make herself different, to become someone superior, to stand out next to Ling Zhenfei as a different individual.

In one day, they saw countless patients, which was a huge learning experience for He Lingxiu. Of course, there were some with no real ailments, coming just to see Ling Zhenfei.

For some fans, having a few words with Ling Zhenfei and taking a photo together was a cause for great happiness.

Although it was just about looking for the medical condition and its cause, and although he had deliberately sped up the process, there were still too many patients and he couldn't finish seeing them all, so he had to continue with the appointments the next day.

It wasn't until late that night that Ling Zhenfei announced to Ling Xi and left, stating that he really couldn't see everyone today, and those with appointments could continue to line up tomorrow.

After leaving the hospital with He Lingxiu in their car, she was once again overwhelmed by Ling Zhenfei's fans waiting outside the hospital gates.

At the hospital's entrance, a large circle of people were waiting for Ling Zhenfei with banners and flowers, as his car had already been exposed online, so as soon as he drove out, he was immediately blocked by fans.

After nearly an hour spent taking photos, signing autographs, and receiving flowers at the door, Ling Zhenfei finally got He Lingxiu to a place where there were no people.

It was very late, and both of them were famished. Ling Zhenfei asked He Lingxiu what she would like to eat.

He Lingxiu, however, seemed somewhat distracted, clearly preoccupied with countless thoughts popping into her mind.

Thinking that He Lingxiu was just tired, Ling Zhenfei found a nearby Western restaurant and joined her for a meal.

He Lingxiu had grown up in a mountain village and had never eaten Western food before. Ling Zhenfei, who had come from there as well, patiently taught her how to eat.

He Lingxiu was very eager to learn and was once again shocked by the prices here.

"Big Brother Ling, a small piece of meat costs over two hundred?" He Lingxiu asked, pointing at the steak on her plate.

Ling Zhenfei nodded, "Yes, this is actually one of the cheaper items. When we have the chance, I'll take you to have something even better."

He Lingxiu quickly waved her hands, "That's not necessary, Big Brother Ling. This is already very expensive. I really shouldn't be costing you so much."

Ling Zhenfei said with a smile, "This isn't costing me; it's you spending your own earned money. All of today's earnings are yours, so right now, you're using your own money."

He Lingxiu was taken aback, "All the money is for me? No need, no need. I can't use that much money. Five hundred per patient, how much money is that!"

Ling Zhenfei laughed. It seemed He Lingxiu still needed to adapt to society.

As Ling Zhenfei and He Lingxiu were dining together, he suddenly felt someone stealthily taking photos of them, causing his brow to furrow and a surge of anger within.

After that incident with the Top Paparazzi, Ling Zhenfei hadn't noticed anyone taking photos of him stealthily, but now the occurrence made him quite angry.

Ling Zhenfei had made it clear to the Top Paparazzi that if any paparazzi continued to sneak photos of him, he would trouble the Top Paparazzi. Given the Antidote that Ling Zhenfei had mentioned, the Top Paparazzi wouldn't likely take the risk.

So who were these people then, bold enough to dare take photos of him secretly?

Releasing his Divine Sense, Ling Zhenfei immediately locked onto the person taking the photos—a young man, who seemed very professional, holding a directional microphone in his hand.

With Ling Zhenfei's current strength, as soon as someone was locked by his Divine Sense, that person couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

He had thought that the paparazzi, having captured something, would leave, but unexpectedly, the person started walking towards Ling Zhenfei.

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