Of course Brother Yong was also moved.
He does make a lot of money from his live broadcast, but ten thousand yuan is not a small amount.
What's more, this is an act that can please the local tyrants, and you should do it as much as you can.
"Doctor Lu, is my leg healed?"
"Not yet, but it's just a matter of time." Lu Fan was very strict.
Strictly speaking, Brother Yong's leg is indeed not healed yet, but in a few hours, his leg should be almost healed.
By then, all that is needed is to nourish the festering wound, and it will be completely healed.
"What about our live broadcast?" Brother Yong asked carefully, "Can we turn it off? In my current state, I am still a little tired from being broadcast all the time."
He racked his brains and finally came up with such an excuse.
In fact, it's not an excuse. He is indeed a wounded person now and has one leg that cannot move. It is indeed a bit tiring to broadcast live.
"Anyway, there's nothing to do next. I'm just waiting for the time. It doesn't matter if I don't live broadcast." Lu Fan agreed.
There will be a few hours of recovery period, there is nothing to watch, and he is not good at arguing with people in the live broadcast room, so there is no need to continue the live broadcast.
But when Brother Yong stands up in the afternoon, it will still be broadcast live.
He wanted everyone to see with their own eyes how Brother Yong went from a man who almost lost his legs to standing up on his own power in half a day.
"Okay, then I'll close the live broadcast room first." Brother Yong didn't expect Lu Fan to agree so easily, and he was immediately overjoyed.
He chatted a few more words with the people in the live broadcast room, telling everyone to remember to watch the live broadcast in the afternoon, and then turned off the live broadcast at the urging of the rich man.
He was actually a little reluctant to turn off the live broadcast. This event was the pinnacle of his live broadcast career, both in terms of the number of people online and the number of comments. It would be a pity to turn it off.
But he also knew that there would be nothing to watch if the broadcast continued, and it would only wear down everyone's patience. It was better to let the live broadcast end here and leave a suspense, so that when the live broadcast would be broadcast again in the afternoon, these people could be attracted again.
"Okay, you can take care of yourself like this for now. I'll come back in the afternoon." Seeing Brother Yong turn off the live broadcast, Lu Fan planned to leave.
He had no intention of staying here during this boring recovery period.
"Miracle doctor, wait a minute." Brother Yong suddenly became anxious. If Lu Fan were to leave like this, what would he do with his promise to the rich man?
"Huh? Is there anything else?" Lu Fan stood still and looked at him doubtfully.
"It's like this. I have a fan. After seeing your superb medical skills just now, I admire you very much. Please ask me for your contact information and want to get to know you." Brother Yong made up.
Of course he didn't say that this fan was the rich man who had trolled Lu Fan the most just now. He was afraid that if he did, Lu Fan might not even treat him.
When it comes to his own life, Brother Yong still has to be clever.
"Is he that guy with a very special handwriting?" Unfortunately, just because he didn't say it didn't mean that Lu Fan couldn't guess it.
The guy with a very special font is of course the wealthy fan. Brother Yong doesn’t believe that Lu Fan can leave a deep impression on others.
"Well, it's him. He was a little disrespectful to you in his words just now, and now he regrets it..."
Brother Yong worked hard to defend the rich man, hoping to leave a better impression on Lu Fan.
"It's okay, I didn't take it seriously." Lu Fan waved his hand.
"Then can you give him your contact information?" Brother Yong was a little surprised.
He didn't expect that Lu Fan was quite generous and didn't care much about being scolded harshly.
"Forget about the contact information. There will be a live broadcast in the afternoon anyway. I still say the same thing. Unless he admits his mistake in front of everyone in the live broadcast room and apologizes to me, I will not help him."
After saying that, Lu Fan left the ward.
Brother Yong sighed.
He originally thought that Lu Fan would forgive the rich fan generously, but he didn't expect that Lu Fan was not someone who was willing to forgive others easily.
Of course, even so, ordinary people would never be able to do it.
There are almost no people who can help someone who has been spraying him for a long time.
Lu Fan promised the wealthy man that he would help him as long as he could publicly apologize in the live broadcast room. This can be regarded as an act of benevolence.
It’s just that the local tycoons may not accept such a result.
Brother Yong has known Tuhao for a year, but he has never seen Tuhao admit his mistakes on any occasion.
He no longer knows how to reply to the rich man.
However, he didn't dare to let the rich man wait too long. After hesitating for a while, he sent Lu Fan's original words to the rich man.
It’s really a difficult thing to serve as a microphone for others!
After Lu Fan left the hospital, he didn't wander around. It was almost lunch time. He planned to go to No. 1 Middle School to see his sister and then take her to have a meal.
My sister was used to living a hard life, and now she lives alone on campus, and she doesn’t know if she’s willing to spend money to eat better.
Lu Fan was a little worried. Now that he had the opportunity, of course he had to go and have a look.
When he arrived at No. 1 Middle School, it was not time for school to end at noon.
But the guard was an old acquaintance, so naturally he didn't dare to stop him.
Not only did the guard not stop him, but he also enthusiastically wanted to help him contact the teacher of Lu Ling's class to see if he could get the teacher to let Lu Ling out of class early.
Of course he doesn't have such a big reputation, but his brother-in-law Zhu Wen can handle this matter very easily.
"No, don't delay Ling'er's class." Lu Fan refused the guard's kindness and entered the campus alone.
He planned to quietly check on his sister in class.
Lu Ling was placed in the first class of high school (24), which was also the last class. Although the class numbers were relatively low, except for the first two intensive classes, all other classes were the same.
Zhu Wen originally wanted to put Lu Ling into an intensive class, but Lu Fan was afraid that his sister's foundation was too poor and she would not be able to keep up with the intensive class, so he did not agree.
So Zhu Wen arranged for a Class 24 class that was closest to the school gate and the dormitory, which was regarded as doing his best.
Class 24 was in the corner closest to the school gate on the first floor. Lu Fan entered the school and walked out of the window of Class 24 within a short time.
He raised his eyes and looked in. By coincidence, Lu Ling was called upon to answer questions.
That's a physics question.
Lu Ling had barely learned physics in junior high school. Now in high school, he couldn't learn any physics knowledge at all, and naturally he couldn't answer the teacher's questions.
"Haha, you look like a human being, why are you so useless? A waste like you, even if you find someone to enter No. 1 Middle School, will you be no longer a waste?" The teacher on the podium is thin, short, and has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His words are as mean as his looks. "Hahaha..." The whole class burst into laughter.
