Ling Zhenfei had never expected that Bai Ling would announce the impending establishment of the Ling Zhenfei Public Welfare Fund, stating that the preparations were in progress.

Ling Zhenfei had merely mentioned this idea to Bai Ling, and unexpectedly, Bai Ling not only remembered it, but was also making plans, proving to be a truly competent manager.

Ling Zhenfei retweeted several of Bai Ling's tweets, which, through his retweets, amounted to acknowledging many things, including Bai Ling's role as his manager and the matter of the fund.

After casually retweeting these posts, Ling Zhenfei's Twitter feed instantly exploded, with numerous people leaving frantic comments.

"Caught a live one, a live Ling Zhenfei! I'm the first on the sofa, the fastest!"

"Watch out below, this is my husband's Twitter."

"From my observations, whenever Ling Zhenfei starts madly retweeting, it means he's about to release something to raise money. Let's wait and see what it is this time."

"Look at my profile picture, add my WeChat to see my sister down below, absolutely real."

"Never trolled Ling Zhenfei, consciously liking."

"The second floor is an ugly freak!"

Ling Zhenfei found the fans on Twitter genuinely interesting; there really were all sorts of people.

Just as he was looking, his phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but Ling Zhenfei answered it anyway.

"Hello, hello."

"Is this Mr. Ling Zhenfei?" a gentle voice of a girl came from the other end.

Not knowing who was calling, Ling Zhenfei quickly asked, "Yes, this is Ling Zhenfei. Who is this?"

The excited female voice on the phone said, "Hello Divine Doctor Ling, I'm a friend of Chu Bingqing. I'm here to pick up the elixir. Are you available now?"

Ling Zhenfei suddenly realized it was about picking up the elixir. Chu Bingqing had just called him, and this girl had already followed up quickly.

"Hello, I'm available now, I'm currently at the People's Hospital."

The girl's voice became slightly serious as she said, "Mr. Ling, could I possibly treat you to a meal? It's almost lunchtime anyway."

After a moment, Ling Zhenfei responded, "All right, it's your call on the place."

The woman paused briefly before responding, "How about Hilton Hotel, does that work for you?"

"Okay, send the address over, and I'll be there by noon, for sure."

"That's wonderful, Mr. Ling! We'll meet at the restaurant in Hilton Hotel then."

"Okay, see you at noon."

Ling Zhenfei hung up the phone then headed towards Han Lian's room.

Han Lian was still fast asleep, but Zhang Qin had arrived and quickly stood up when she saw Ling Zhenfei enter.

"Hello, Dr. Ling, thank you so much."

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Aunt Zhang, you're too polite. Han Lian is my friend; it's only natural for her to do that."

Zhang Qin looked Ling Zhenfei up and down, her eyes filled with approval. "Dr. Ling, how long have you and Xiao Lian known each other?"

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said, "We've known each other for quite some time. She's a good girl and has helped me a lot."

Zhang Qin nodded and said, "You're also a good kid. In the future, you must support and be considerate of each other. It's inevitable to have some bumps in life, but you must always be a bit more lenient with Xiao Lian."

Ling Zhenfei listened, astonished. The way Zhang Qin spoke, no matter how he looked at it, sounded like a mother-in-law instructing her son-in-law. There was nothing between him and Han Lian, so wasn't this a bit too sudden?

"I understand, Aunt Zhang," Ling Zhenfei replied. What else could he say? It wouldn't be appropriate to say anything else at this time.

Ling Zhenfei knew he couldn't continue the conversation with Zhang Qin; who knew what else she would say if they continued.

Just then, the door to the hospital room opened, and a young nurse walked in. It was Lu Meng. Lu Meng, looking somewhat embarrassed, said to Ling Zhenfei, "Divine Doctor Ling, could you come out for a moment? There's something I need to discuss with you."

Ling Zhenfei excused himself to Zhang Qin, then followed Lu Meng out of the hospital room.

"What's the matter, Lu Meng? Is there an issue?"

Lu Meng, still looking embarrassed, said, "It's like this, Divine Doctor Ling. There's a patient downstairs who is in critical condition, and the patient's family is extremely agitated; they're almost coming to blows. Can you help defuse the situation?"

Ling Zhenfei hesitated for a second and said, "As a doctor, I consider my duty towards patients supreme, and I definitely would intervene if this were happening in front of me; but since this is your hospital, if I just step in and treat the patient, the doctors here might not be pleased."

Lu Meng's expression darkened as she said, "But the situation really is urgent. Those people don't look like good folks, and I even saw one of them carrying a knife. We really can't afford any fatalities."

Ling Zhenfei was somewhat surprised and replied, "Let's go down and see what the situation is. If it really is dangerous, and with your hospital's approval, I'll intervene. Does that sound acceptable?"

A glint of hope flashed in Lu Meng's eyes. "Yes, Divine Doctor Ling, that's exactly what I meant. Please come with me."

The two were somewhat acquainted and had even lived under the same roof for a while. Ling Zhenfei certainly owed Lu Meng that much face, so he followed her towards the emergency room downstairs.

The emergency room downstairs was now surrounded by people; it was buzzing with noise as a large crowd gathered around several doctors, arguing loudly, and it truly seemed they might come to blows.

Once Ling Zhenfei and Lu Meng arrived at the entrance of the emergency room, they found a spot to watch from a distance.

Among the people on the scene, it was clear that there were two leaders, one with somewhat long hair, wearing a long coat with some bloodstains on it.

The other was a large bald man with a tattoo on his head of a Killer Bee, looking incredibly fierce. He too had bloodstains on him, suggesting they had been involved in a recent fight.

After observing, Ling Zhenfei was stunned. These were not patients and relatives; this was more like a story of gang leaders and their followers. Without even asking, he knew what had happened.

They must have been out fighting, resulting in their own people getting seriously injured, which led them to rush to the hospital for treatment.

People from the underworld often like to have their nicknames tattooed on their bodies, like the large bald man. The tattoo of a Killer Bee on his head indicated his likely nickname.

At that moment, the man known as Killer Bee was furiously grabbing a doctor by the collar and yelling.

"Let me make this clear, if my brother dies, the whole hospital will bury him!"

The doctor, terrified and trembling, replied with a shaky voice, "I'm terribly sorry, but the patient really is in critical condition. We will do our utmost."

"What does it mean, 'you will do your utmost'? Does trying hard guarantee success? What I fear most is your hospital saying things like 'we'll try our best.' Can't you just say you'll definitely cure him?"

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