"Ah?"

Being forcibly kissed? This seems like the first time for Xiaofan, doesn't it?

The entire hallway was lined with a crowd, all watching Xiaofan. Some faces seemed familiar, probably the warriors he had treated before.

"Does your boyfriend get really jealous?"

"He's okay, but he won't be mad at you."

"Then can I kiss you again..."

"Pfft... hahaha, that's not going to happen. Just once..."

"Oh dear. How is he doing? Is he much better?"

"Yeah, he's been sleeping in a daze for three days, but he's finally woken up, managed to pull through."

"That's good to hear. No need to be so polite. Take good care of him..."

Saying this, Xiaofan continued walking...

"Hello, I'm a B-level warrior, my name is Zhang Yi. It was you who treated my leg on the street last time. I didn't know who you were then, so I came to thank you this time."

"You can walk now, right? That's great." Xiaofan said with a slight smile, then extended his fist.

The other person was taken aback and then extended his fist to bump gently against Xiaofan's.

Xiaofan continued forward, it seemed like today he was cornered by gratitude.

"Lin Shaofeng. You saved my life. This immense gratitude is engraved in my heart." Over here, a man with his chest still bandaged also extended his fist.

"No need to be so formal..." Their fists collided again.

"Chen Yan. The bullet pressed on my nerve; it was you who reattached it. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to move half my body. Eternally grateful." Another man with a powerful voice spoke.

Similarly, their fists bumped.

Along the way, seven or eight warriors personally thanked Xiaofan.

"Hey, hey, over here, apologies, I can't get up yet. You set my ribs, my thigh, and my arms. Sun thanks you."

From a nearby hospital room, a man lying in bed shouted loudly.

Xiaofan clasped his fists and gave a gesture to the man, acknowledging his gratitude.

Xiaofan hadn't expected everyone to know his identity, nor did he expect them all to be waiting in that corridor for him. But that overwhelming happiness was still evident on Xiaofan's face. He suddenly understood why his grandfather could treat people without expecting anything in return; because seeing those he saved standing again was the best reward for himself.

In fact, that night Xiaofan's face was smeared with those oils, and even though he washed it off later, not many had actually seen his true face.

Thus, those who had received Xiaofan's help and their family members were asking around for Xiaofan's identity. The only one who had seen Xiaofan in the nursing department was Lin Qing'Er. And since Yanhuang Soul had arranged for everyone to memorize their degree vouchers, everyone speculated there would be a new mentor coming to teach. In the end, it was Lin Qing'Er and Doctor Song who passed the word.

The nurses eventually learned that Xiaofan was coming back to teach today, and thus the word spread far and wide, leading the whole medical department to know that the mysterious individual would appear again today. This led to today's blocked corridor of gratitude.

Everyone had come to wait willingly; no one publicized anything—just hearing he was there, they came.

Meanwhile, behind the injured warriors, there was a large group of young nurses giggling and watching Xiaofan.

Lin Qing'Er knew well that they often talked about this guy in the dorms. His mystery piqued the girls' curiosity, and today they finally saw him in person: young, and rather handsome. Naturally, this stirred some of their hearts.

"Hey, handsome, how old are you this year?"

"Nineteen?"

"Nineteen? So young? I'm twenty-five. Do you mind me being so old?"

"You're so pretty, how could you be old?" Xiaofan smiled slightly.

"So you don't mind then? Are you in need of a girlfriend?" The girl was quite straightforward with her words.

"I'm in need of many."

Many? What kind of answer is that...

"Oh, you really are a playboy." The nurse covered her mouth, teasing. With so many people here, they could have a proper talk if there was time in the future.

"Hey, handsome, over here, don't mind the old lady, I'm only twenty. I don't mind if you have a girlfriend, just wondering if you mind adding another one?"

"Uh..." You see, there were plenty with open personalities.

"You know, this kind of thing, let's exchange WeChat and talk later..."

"Then accept this, okay?"

"What is it? A token of affection?" Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, not daring to take it.

"No, how could I have known you'd come today? I didn't prepare anything. This is from a patient in bed fifteen who heard you were coming, asked me to buy it as a token of thanks—it's a bottle of champagne, specially approved, drinkable."

"Come on, hey, take note everyone, this is so practical." Xiaofan said with a smile to the injured warriors he had just passed.

"Hahaha..."

Everyone was amused by Xiaofan's humor.

"Go back and rest, recover quickly. The front awaits your return to fight; Huaxia awaits everyone to protect it together."

With those words left behind, Xiaofan walked out of the medical department doors, arms full of various gifts.

"Oh man, we were so busy saying thanks that we forgot to ask his name." Right then, a warrior suddenly spoke up.

"His name is Ye Xiaofan, make sure you keep an eye out. In a few years, this guy's name will surely be heard throughout Yanhuang Soul, even all of Huaxia, maybe the world. He's really something." Doctor Song, coming out with the group, said with a soft smile.

"So impressive. Damn, I should have sworn brotherhood with him just now."

"Enough, just get back and heal up, each of you, get back to what you should be doing."

The main character left, so everyone else didn't linger around. But at the end, Lin Qing'Er stood somewhat dazedly at the spot, watching Ye Xiaofan slowly walk away from the window.

Such a peculiar guy, not even twenty, and Doctor Song held him in such high regard. Not to mention, he defeated Lin Hongbin's group of hundreds of newcomers with just eight people, and those unpredictable silver needle techniques. Yet he also maintained such an upright appearance, teaching seriously, while interacting with everyone so nonchalantly. Which is the real Ye Xiaofan? Or perhaps both are?

I heard that my brother Lin Hongbin is training with him now. He often brags that he'll soon become a formal member and boasts about their amazing skills, saying that learning a tenth would benefit one for life. Could it really be that amazing?

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