A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1640 - 337: Hardcore Fans and the Instigators (Part 2)

Chapter 1640: Chapter 337: Hardcore Fans and the Instigators (Part 2)

"I don’t care, I’m the person who loves you most in this world... you can’t treat me like this..." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out to grab Chao Yunya. Yun Ya quickly stepped back, the man’s eyes fierce, babbling incoherently, his emotions extremely agitated.

Wei Qing heard the commotion and ran in. Seeing this scene, he immediately rushed over to catch the man, but was pushed aside and fell to the ground unprepared.

"Security, where’s the security?" Wei Qing picked himself up and hurriedly ran out to shout.

Because there were many people lining up at the entrance, the hospital had urgently summoned a few security guards to maintain order. Hearing Wei Qing’s shout, they immediately ran in, and the crowd lining up at the entrance started to feel uneasy, unsure of what was happening inside.

The man grabbed Yun Ya’s wrist, forcing her back against the wall. Yun Ya felt powerless, she looked coldly at the man before her: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The man laughed: "Not a word I said earlier was false, really, the moment I first saw you on TV, I fell in love with you, you are the most perfect person in the world, look at me, I’m your loyal fan, it really hasn’t been easy to see you in person...."

Yun Ya cursed him as a lunatic in her heart, wondering why she kept encountering such people today; she should have checked the almanac before going out this morning.

"Is that so?" Yun Ya curved her lips slightly, her expression appeared very gentle.

Those dark eyes were mysterious and deep, like a whirlpool that could suck one’s soul in. The man was momentarily dazed again, remembering how he had been captivated by those eyes in the first place.

In that instant, Yun Ya suddenly broke free of the man’s grip, nimbly slipped under his armpit, and dashed towards the door. As the man realized and turned to give chase, he was immediately restrained by four tall and strong security guards.

"Let go of me...."

"Ji Yunya, I’m the person who loves you most in this world, how can you treat me like this...."

Even as the security guards forcibly dragged him out of the consultation room, he continued to shout loudly. Everyone in line at the entrance looked at him in astonishment, retreating as if he were some fearful plague.

This person must be a crazy fan, chasing their idol even to this place, but being liked by someone like this is probably a nightmare, just thinking about it makes one break out in a cold sweat.

Yun Ya leaned against the wall, clutching her chest, panting heavily.

Wei Qing quickly ran over to support her, asking worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Yun Ya waved her hand, walked over to a chair, and took a sip of water: "I’m fine."

Wei Qing sighed: "Why do these oddballs keep showing up today? We’ll have to do a preliminary screening before seeing patients from now on, to prevent an incident like today’s from happening again."

Yun Ya suddenly stood up and walked to the door.

She opened the door.

Her sudden appearance left those in the line outside staring at her in surprise, their gazes fervent and admiring.

"Dr. Nyx...."

Yun Ya’s gaze swept across the room, she said calmly: "I know many of you didn’t come here to seek treatment, perhaps just to see me. I appreciate your admiration, but I want to say, I am just a doctor, and when I don this white coat, healing the sick is my only responsibility. Beyond that, I reject anyone approaching me under the guise of admiration or adoration. To you, it may just be spending time and money to see an idol, but do you know how many people are suffering in pain because you’ve delayed their treatment."

Taking a deep breath, Yun Ya continued: "I am very grateful for your admiration, but in this hospital, in this consultation room, I am just a doctor, nothing more than an ordinary person."

"If you’re here to seek treatment, you’re welcome. If it’s just to see an idol, I won’t accompany you." Her last words were decisive and resounding, echoing in everyone’s ears, stirring a deep resonance.

Those who came with the intention of seeing their idol instinctively lowered their heads, their eyes shining, thinking that indeed she deserves to be called a goddess; such a magnanimous spirit is incomparable.

Yun Ya sighed: "In a few days, I will announce the date of a live broadcast on Weibo. If you truly like me, you can interact with me during the live broadcast. I will donate all proceeds to charity."

After finishing her speech, Yun Ya no longer looked at those people, she turned and went back in the room.

"Next."

This scene had already been secretly recorded and posted online, with even live streaming of Ji Yunya’s consultations attracting much attention from netizens, becoming the hottest topic.

Her discourse won unanimous applause, and those wanting to criticize Ji Yunya for tarnishing the medical profession were now completely speechless.

Some cursed the disruptive man, but many more expressed their concern for Ji Yunya, asking when she would do the live broadcast, waiting eagerly, knowing that all broadcast proceeds would go to charity, which won her even more favor.

In short, the internet is now jubilant.

Meanwhile, at the consultation room entrance, those fans, hearing Yun Ya’s words, fully came to their senses, silently left, making space for those truly needing treatment, even giving up their place in line.

Things then got back on track, and the patients who came were truly in need of medical attention, keeping Yun Ya so busy she couldn’t even spare a moment to drink water.

"What time is it?" Having just seen off an elderly couple, Yun Ya took a moment to glance up and ask Wei Qing.

"Four fifty."

Yun Ya rubbed her temples: "How many more people?"

"Ten."

"OK." Yun Ya refreshed her energy and continued to work, knowing that for an experienced doctor, the process of consultation is very straightforward, which saves a lot of time.

"The last one."

Yun Ya thought about her appointment with Aunt Zhuang set for five, and then to head to a banquet, realizing she’d have to push it back, wondering whether Aunt Zhuang would become anxious waiting.

As Yun Ya was thinking this, a man walked in.

Standing at one meter six, he was particularly skinny, with dark skin and sunken eyes, dressed like a laborer, seemingly naive and honest.

Yun Ya gave him a quick once-over, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The man nervously sat down on a chair, appearing somewhat uneasy.

"Name?"

"Zhang Wei."

"Age."

"Twenty-nine."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yun Ya noticed his yellowed teeth, and a pungent mix of smoke and other strange smells wafting out, disgustingly making her feel a bit nauseous.

She forced herself to endure the discomfort, noting the red in his eyes, and coolly spoke: "What seems to be your problem?"

"Headaches, I always have headaches from time to time, tormenting me so much I can’t sleep, doctor, do I have a tumor in my brain?" he asked fearfully.

Her gaze fell on his fingers, "Roll up your sleeve."

Yun Ya didn’t miss the flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly steadied himself, asking: "Doctor, am I going to die? I have elderly and children at home, if I die, what are they going to do?"

He avoided addressing the issue directly.

Yun Ya suddenly asked: "Have you had any history of drug use?"

The man was stunned for a moment and suddenly pulled out a plastic bottle from his pocket, unscrewing it to splash it towards Yun Ya.

Everything happened in a flash, but Yun Ya had been on guard, and at the moment the liquid was splashed, she twirled and retreated.