Volume One, Chapter 16: They Call His Mother a Goddess?

Since that day, Qin Minshu had only visited the medical team once and never returned. She was there to pursue romance, not to work. Yet, whenever the media came to film or conduct interviews, she was always present, her busy figure flitting through the clinic for all to see.

The tag “Beautiful Doctor” even made its way onto a modest trending topic, and the ever-resourceful netizens quickly uncovered that this “Beautiful Doctor” was none other than the fiancée of the CEO of the Huo Group. Pictures of Huo Mingtin on a business trip in Meishan with his son were also leaked, further confirming their relationship. The public online eagerly shipped the couple.

Ye Sheng would have remained oblivious to all this, and even if she had known, it bore little relevance to her—she simply didn’t care. However, when Nurse Xiao Liu saw the news, she burst into tears, sobbing as she asked if she would be blacklisted for offending the future lady of the Huo Group.

Ye Sheng and Mia couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction.

Mia said, “Blacklisted? You’re not even in the entertainment industry.”

“But the Huo Group is a giant in the medical field across the country! Haici Hospital has a long-standing partnership with them; a mere snap of their fingers and I could be crushed,” Xiao Liu said, utterly despondent. “I’m just a little nurse—whether I can stay at Haici or not is up to them.”

“That’s true, it really is up to one word,” Ye Sheng replied.

Xiao Liu looked up at Ye Sheng, pursed her lips, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Ye Sheng gave a gentle smile. “You’re diligent and responsible, patient with the sick, and your nursing skills are excellent. There’s no reason a nurse as good as you wouldn’t be kept on. I’ll sign your internship report.”

Xiao Liu’s tears stopped instantly, as if someone had turned off a faucet.

“I don’t control anything else, nor could I. But in Haici’s hematology department, the decision of who stays or goes among my team is mine to make.”

Ye Sheng’s words were soft, yet each syllable carried weight, giving a deep sense of reassurance.

Xiao Liu’s eyes lit up instantly.

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In the final days, the media visited frequently, eager to capture more footage for later promotion. Qin Minshu also donned a white coat and stayed with the medical team.

On the last day of the month, the patient with lymphoma returned, this time accompanied by his entire family. Qin Minshu had never seen him before and didn’t know his story, so she stepped forward to inquire. The family immediately asked for Director Ye by name.

“Director Ye is busy. I’m Dr. Qin; you can tell me anything you wish to say to her.”

But they wouldn’t listen, insisting on seeing Director Ye.

With cameras rolling, Qin Minshu could only force a stiff smile.

Ye Sheng emerged from the consultation area, instructing her assistant on the follow-up care of several patients. The middle-aged man pointed her out to his family, exclaiming, “That’s Director Ye,” and suddenly, the entire family dropped to their knees before her.

“Director Ye, please save me!” The man had abandoned his former defiance; now, on his knees, he wept bitterly.

There is no one who does not fear death. Even the strongest quake before it.

Believing himself gravely ill, the man had returned home dispirited, making arrangements for his affairs and frightening his wife, who quickly gathered their children. When the county committee called, his eldest daughter happened to be there. After a lengthy explanation from the nurse, she understood the situation and rushed to take her father to the county hospital.

The doctor there took one look and said, “Do you know about Haici Hospital? The top-ranked hospital from the big city is offering free clinics here, and there’s a Director Ye, an expert in blood diseases who studied abroad. Your father needs surgery in a provincial hospital; our equipment just isn’t up to the task. Go see her—if you can get an appointment, the costs will be reimbursed at the provincial hospital, and Huatai Pharmaceuticals will cover the medical expenses. What a great opportunity. Go quickly!”

Only then did the man realize that the “quack” he had insulted that day was the renowned miracle worker known as “Fairy Ye.”

She had saved countless leukemia patients. They hadn’t heard of lymphoma, but leukemia—they knew, and if she could cure that, surely she could cure this too.

Suddenly, hope was restored.

“Director Ye, I failed to recognize greatness and spoke out of ignorance. Please, don’t hold it against me! My children are still young, my wife is frail—my family can’t do without me. How can I fall ill now?”

The eldest daughter, a university student, knelt straight-backed behind her father, insisting that his illness must be treated, no matter how much the surgery cost—she would find a way.

“Director Ye, I’m a good student and receive scholarships. Our family has the means—we can afford treatment!”

Ye Sheng and Mia hurried forward to help them up and led them into the consultation room.

The camera remained fixed on Ye Sheng. This sort of footage, so genuine and rare, was priceless; the reporter’s eyes grew red with emotion. After days of filming, nothing compared to what he had just witnessed.

Qin Minshu had long since been pushed to the edge of the crowd, and, seeing the reporters excitedly trailing after Ye Sheng, her lips pressed into a tight line.

She turned her head, only to see Huo Mingtin and Huo Cong had arrived at some point, her face immediately paling.

Huo Mingtin and Huo Cong had just arrived and had watched from beginning to end, completely stunned by what they saw and heard. Especially Huo Cong, whose wide eyes blinked in amazement, his mouth agape.

They called his mother… a fairy?