Inside the office, Xia Tian sipped his tea while scrolling through the flood of comments online.
It had been less than half an hour since his live interview, yet his name had already skyrocketed to the top of the trending charts.
#DoctorXiaTian
From #39 to #1—his rise was meteoric.
Weibo, Douyin, Kuaishou... influencers across all platforms were pushing the video of Xia Tian's interview. Over 50 million netizens were actively engaged in heated discussion.
Opening Weibo, the top three comments read:
Top Comment: "Doctor Xia is a role model for all of us betrayed brothers. King of the Green Hat!"
Second Comment: "First time I've seen a man wear the green hat and still win the game!"
Third Comment: "Next time I get cheated on, I know exactly what to say back now."
"Bro, are you okay?"
"OP, you poor soul…"
Beneath these top comments, some young women had even started proposing.
"I'm 24, a top university graduate, polite and presentable—Doctor Xia, we'd be perfect together. Here's my photo and contact info, please reach out!"
Xia Tian tapped the photo open. Not bad.
She had a touch of Dilraba's exotic charm, though the filters were heavy—pass.
Wang Xiaobei approached with a sleazy grin, phone in hand.
"Hehe, Tian-ge, the internet just gave you a new title: Hat King!"
Xia Tian looked confused. "Hat King? Doesn't sound nearly as cool as King of Firepower."
"Hehehe... Green Hat King! Hahahaha!"
Wang Xiaobei burst into uncontrollable laughter, but the daggers in the eyes of their colleagues quickly wiped the grin off his face. The room bristled with tension. Xiaobei turned around cautiously—everyone in the office was glaring at him like hungry wolves.
"Ahem, ahem…"
"Tian-ge, just kidding! No offense, really! I totally support you!"
"But seriously though, I never expected Li Tiantian to be that kind of person. Back in school, you two were the golden couple."
"Unbelievable..."
At medical university, "Xia Tian and Li Tiantian" were names uttered in a single breath. Everyone knew them. Brilliant, poised, and kind, they were the embodiment of the perfect student couple.
Polite. Elegant. The kind every parent dreams of.
Who would've thought… she'd end up like that.
"The lure of money, I guess."
Lost in thought, Xia Tian sighed. "Before you've tasted the sweetness of wealth, people stay pure. But once blinded by money… everything changes."
"Anyway, I don't want to talk about her anymore."
"She and I… we no longer live in the same world."
"Let's get back to work."
That slap from Song Pengfei had shattered five years of love—what remained between Xia Tian and Li Tiantian was no longer affection, but cold, bitter hatred.
3:00 PM
A panicked voice echoed from the hallway.
"Doctor! Doctor, please save my son!"
An elderly man rushed into the emergency department, face covered in dust, his shirt soaked in sweat, construction boots clapping against the floor.
The entire medical team sprang into action.
A burly worker carried a pale, dazed young man on his back. The young man's brow was furrowed in pain, and his right leg hung limply at a grotesque angle. There was no external bleeding, indicating a closed fracture.
"Stretcher, now!" Xia Tian ordered. "Family member, come with me."
Inside the office, Xia Tian asked swiftly:
"Patient's name?"
"Bi Yuntao."
"Age?"
"Twenty-three."
"Any chronic illnesses? Allergies?"
"No, no. My boy's always been strong and healthy. He just… fell from the scaffolding this afternoon."
Construction accident.
Xia Tian had a rough idea already.
"From how high?"
"About… the seventh floor. But there was a safety net underneath."
Xia Tian exhaled in relief.
A straight fall from seven stories would have been fatal—internal bleeding, organ damage, maybe even brain trauma. But the net saved his life.
"All right. His injury's serious. We'll get an X-ray and a cranial CT to check for brain trauma. Go ahead and register for inpatient treatment—fractures like this need hospitalization."
"Don't worry. The cost is mostly reimbursable."
He signed the forms and handed them to the father.
The old man hesitated. Sensing something, Xia Tian said gently, "Uncle, it's all right. Speak freely."
The man's face was lined with hardship. His small, stooped figure barely reached Xia Tian's chest. Clutching the paperwork, he stammered:
"How much for the deposit?"
"Five thousand," Xia Tian replied.
The man's expression collapsed. "That much?"
"We… we don't have insurance."
Xia Tian's brows furrowed.
With insurance, 85% of costs were covered. For a straightforward fracture, a few thousand would suffice.
But without it…
Ten, maybe twenty thousand wouldn't be enough.
Xia Tian's chest tightened. He thought of his own father—taken by cancer when they couldn't afford chemotherapy. Looking at the old man now, he saw a shadow of that past.
"How much do you have, Uncle?"
The old man pulled out a crumpled wad of cash—tens, fifties, even coins. After counting carefully, he said, "Three thousand seven hundred and twelve yuan and fifty cents. Can I use it to start his treatment?"
Outside, Wang Xiaobei and the interns were discussing the case when Li Yajun approached. One glance at the leg and she diagnosed:
"Closed fracture. At least two breaks."
Then, frowning at the group, she snapped, "Why are you all loitering here instead of ordering a CT?"
"Doctor Xia already took care of it," Wang Xiaobei replied sheepishly.
"Xia Tian again?"
Li Yajun scowled. "He's just a resident. You're all interns—how are you supposed to learn if he hogs every opportunity?"
"A good doctor isn't just skilled. They must be noble in character."
Meanwhile, inside the office—
Xia Tian reached into his pocket, pulled out 3,000 yuan, and placed it in the old man's hand. Holding his hand firmly, he spoke with quiet conviction:
"Uncle, here's three thousand. Use it for the admission deposit. Buy yourself something to eat and drink, too."
"Please don't refuse."
"I'm a doctor, yes—but more than that, I'm a human being. I won't let someone die just because they can't afford to live."
"If you can repay me, great. If not, that's okay too."