"Our police force is concerned for Mr. Ling Zhenfei's safety, and should a press conference be held with so many people present, who can guarantee that no danger will occur? If an assassin were to infiltrate their ranks, the situation would become even more perilous," said Ye Wenying with unwavering determination.

Ling Zhenfei nodded and replied, "Officer Ye's concerns aren't unfounded, but if we cancel the press conference out of fear that an assassin might blend into the crowd, then I won't be satisfied with that solution. In Europe, some countries have experienced bombings in subways; if we were to stop subway service because someone wants to blow it up, that isn't a good solution—that's evasion, and it doesn't solve the problem. Therefore, I believe the press conference should go ahead."

Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, Shen Songling's face finally showed a hint of joy, "Then I'll go and make the preparations, and come back for you once everything is set."

After speaking, Shen Songling dashed out, completely ignoring Ye Wenying who stood to the side. Ye Wenying's face changed color, but she could not find words to refute Ling Zhenfei.

"You are simply unreasonable. Do you realize how dangerous your situation is? Those assassins could disguise themselves as doctors or nurses, reporters, or even fans. The moment you let your guard down, they could easily take your life," Ye Wenying said, her face full of anger.

"Indeed, those assassins could even pose as police officers. I acknowledge they are terrifying, but aren't you all here? If I could be killed while under your protection, would it be my fault, or the police's?"

"Hmph, you truly are unreasonable. Your life is your own, and regardless of whose responsibility it is, you won't live again once you're dead. What use will it be to say these things then?" Ye Wenying was visibly upset.

"I apologize, but I have already decided. If I'm not afraid, what should the police fear?" said Ling Zhenfei, his mind made up.

"Hmph, have it your way then."

Ye Wenying, seething with anger, walked out and spoke furiously into the walkie-talkie, "Xiao Jiang, contact headquarters immediately, ask them to send someone over. Ling Zhenfei is going to hold a press conference, tell them to get here right away..."

"Was I too harsh in what I said just now?" Ling Zhenfei watched Ye Wenying's departing figure and asked Bai Ling.

Bai Ling, with a pleased expression, responded, "You didn't do anything wrong. Shouldn't you be allowed to hold a press conference? You are a celebrity now, and there will be many more press conferences in the future. Surely you don't have to apply for permission each time, do you?"

Ling Zhenfei felt that there was some truth to what Bai Ling had said and didn't dwell on it. The press conference was imminent, and he could anticipate that many hecklers would turn up, possibly including individuals like Zhao Tianbi Ri mingling in the crowd. Who knew what kind of outrageous acts might take place then? Everything had to be taken step by step.

With some time to spare, Ling Zhenfei kept thinking about how to treat Xiao Kunkun's illness. Now that the cause of Xiao Kunkun's episodes had been determined—due to the Ironclad Spirit-eating Insect in the Dantian area devouring Xiao Kunkun's spiritual energy—the child would be doomed if his Essence Qi were completely drained. Presently, Xiao Kunkun's twice-daily intake of the herbal medicine Ling Zhenfei prepared to replenish his spiritual energy was sufficient to ensure his life was not in danger.

He also learned that the Ironclad Spirit-eating Insect's weakness was fear of fire, but the question of how to extract or directly kill the insect within Xiao Kunkun's body was perplexing. The best approach would be to force the insect out on its own. If they were to attempt to extract it surgically, it would undoubtedly cause serious damage to Xiao Kunkun's already fragile body.

To cure Xiao Kunkun's condition, forcing the Ironclad Spirit-eating Insect out of his body was the first step; only afterward would the treatment phase begin. If they managed to expel the insect, the subsequent treatment would be much more straightforward—simply requiring the administration of medicines to replenish spiritual and Essence Qi, which would facilitate a quick recovery for Xiao Kunkun.

Thinking of the bug's fear of fire, Ling Zhenfei vaguely thought of a good treatment method, but right then, Bai Ling walked in and told him that everything was ready, asking him to attend the press conference.

Ling Zhenfei had no choice but to stand up and follow Bai Ling outside, going down to the lobby on the first floor to attend the press conference. At this time, the entire lobby was packed with people, with a large group of reporters from all over the country occupying the front rows, holding cameras and microphones, taking up the best positions.

The hospital's security was maintaining order at the front, preventing these people from getting too close to avoid any danger to Ascension. Behind them was a large crowd, eagerly waiting, some of them holding glowing signs with Ling Zhenfei's name or cards emblazoned with his name, presenting a spectacular scene.

Ling Zhenfei and Bai Ling did not walk over directly but watched from a distance as several tables were added at the end of the hall, forming a makeshift podium. Behind it stood two police officers, and other officers were positioned around the hall, currently watching the surrounding situation with high tension.

At that moment, Shen Songling was speaking on the stage, talking about nothing other than the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital's full cooperation with Xiao Kunkun's treatment. It was his hospital, after all, and he needed to explain everything, taking the opportunity to advertise his hospital for free—such effective medical advertising was something that anyone would be pleased to carry out.

Before Shen Songling had finished speaking, someone from below shouted, "You can't even treat the disease, let Ling Zhenfei speak."

"Yeah, let Ling Zhenfei speak."

"Zhenfei, Zhenfei..."

One person took the lead and many others followed suit, chanting Ling Zhenfei's name. It was unclear whether they were Black Child or fans, making the unfinished Shen Songling incredibly awkward. Knowing that Ling Zhenfei had arrived, he said from the stage, "Please welcome Miracle Doctor Ling Zhenfei, to provide further explanation to everyone," and then hurriedly stepped down from the platform.

Ling Zhenfei knew it was time for him to go up, the thought of the crowd coming undone in a collective rage was truly unimaginable.

Bai Ling's assistant helped Ling Zhenfei straighten his clothes and reminded him of a few things to be cautious about before Ling Zhenfei strode toward the podium.

The moment Ling Zhenfei appeared, the entire hall erupted, flashbulbs flickering continuously, and large groups of fans shouting frantically, which was somewhat alarming to him as he had never encountered such a grand scene before.

This was Ling Zhenfei's first public appearance, so of course, the reporters spared no effort in snapping photos. Ling Zhenfei stood on the stage for a full two minutes doing nothing, just waiting for the people in the hall to gradually calm down.

Seeing that everything had settled down, Ling Zhenfei finally spoke, "Hello everyone, I'm Ling Zhenfei!"

Merely this sentence instantly ignited the fans' enthusiasm, and the crowd once again erupted in shouting Ling Zhenfei's name, a sight that made anyone's blood boil.

"I heard that many media friends wanted us to hold this press conference to update everyone on the situation, so I would like to ask, what do you want to know? I arrived in Modu last night because Modu International Hospital would not let me treat Xiao Kunkun, so that very night, I arranged for Xiao Kunkun to be transferred."

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