Chapter 485: Chapter 484: It’s Lonely at the Top

Last night, Yan Feifan had examined a celebrity and didn’t get back to Zuimo Court until nearly one in the morning.

Even so, he still woke up promptly at six this morning.

Yan Feifan yawned as he walked out of his bedroom, only to be surprised by the sight of his sister, his uncle, Yu Suye, and Tian Yu all sitting on the living room sofa.

"Why are you all up so early?"

"You all look like you’re ganging up behind my back to hold a secret meeting or something."

Yan Ziruo beckoned him over. "Feifan, come sit. Something’s happened."

"What is it?"

Yan Feifan walked over to the sofa and sat in the spot they had made for him between his sister and Yu Suye. He joked, "Sis, don’t tell me you’ve finally discovered we’re not actually related."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yan Ziruo casually patted her brother’s shoulder, her expression serious. "Feifan, someone’s deliberately trying to cause trouble for you. They’ve leaked your income."

Just then, Yu Suye held up a tablet in front of Yan Feifan, pointing at the screen. "This vlogger with over a million followers uploaded a video last night, exposing your salary for June."

Hearing this, Yan Feifan’s heart sank.

’Damn it. Just last night I was talking to Mr. Wang about my income, and now, first thing in the morning, someone’s already making a big deal out of it.’

Yan Feifan reached out and tapped the play button for the vlogger’s video on the tablet screen.

The video, titled "How Much Can a Doctor Really Earn?" and with a runtime of nine minutes and twenty-one seconds, began to play.

In the video, the vlogger started by partially showing a pay stub, claiming it belonged to a doctor at Binhai University Affiliated Hospital and was fresh from this June.

He even claimed he had accidentally found the pay stub when he came to the Affiliated Hospital for a check-up!

The huge number on the pay stub had shocked him, he said.

The vlogger then stated that after a thorough investigation, he could confirm the data on the pay stub was all real and credible.

Hearing this, Yan Feifan scoffed.

’This is obviously fake.’

The Affiliated Hospital had stopped issuing paper pay stubs long ago.

In this digital age, every official employee of the Affiliated Hospital could check their detailed salary information on their phone.

Next, Yan Feifan watched as the vlogger clearly displayed the numbers on the pay stub, line by line, to the camera.

After seeing the figures under more than a dozen different categories—like base salary, position salary, professional title subsidy, and surgical allowance—one by one, Yan Feifan’s expression couldn’t help but turn serious.

The numbers on this pay stub were identical to the ones on Yan Feifan’s own salary details for June.

When the total net pay of 3,762,884.43 appeared on screen, Yan Feifan saw a dense barrage of live comments that almost completely obscured the video.

Although the vlogger didn’t reveal Yan Feifan’s name on the pay stub, the level indicated for the professional title subsidy clearly showed it belonged to a resident physician.

Such a huge salary, limited to Binhai University Affiliated Hospital, combined with Yan Feifan’s current fame...

It was obvious who they were talking about.

The live comments on the video were soon flooded with Yan Feifan’s name.

Yu Suye put her phone away and said softly, "Feifan, we just did a search. There are a lot more exposé videos about you online now."

"Some say you’re being chauffeured around in luxury cars by a personal driver now."

"Others say that Extraordinary Medical Technology Company, which you have a stake in, successfully raised three hundred million in funding a while ago, and the value of your shares has soared to forty million."

"They’re also exposing your collaborations with Baining Medical Technology, Baining Hospital, the PLA General Hospital, Johns Hopkins Hospital, and others."

"And some busybodies have even estimated your current net worth to be between sixty and eighty million."

Yan Feifan let out a cold chuckle. "These guys certainly did their homework. They’re not far off, either."

"Mr. Yan..."

Tian Yu, who was in cartoon pajamas, leaned her head in and asked, "Do you really have that much money? Like, sixty or seventy million?"

Yan Feifan reached out and flicked her on the forehead. "A lot of that is just wealth on paper. I don’t actually have that much."

"Even half of that is still amazing!"

Tian Yu squeezed in, hugged Yan Feifan’s arm tightly, and declared, "Mr. Yan, from now on, you’re my real brother!"

The little girl’s antics did a lot to lighten the heavy atmosphere in the living room.

Yan Ziruo, who had been pushed aside, gave Tian Yu a few light smacks on the butt.

"Now is not the time for your games. Go back to your room and sleep."

Tian Yu turned, made a face at Yan Ziruo, then shifted over and leaned against her, her body going limp as if she didn’t have a single bone in it.

Yan Ziruo ignored her and looked at her brother. "Feifan, have you thought about how to handle this?"

Yan Feifan said thoughtfully, "Let them expose it."

"I didn’t steal it, I didn’t rob anyone, and I didn’t evade taxes. I earned all this money through my own hard work."

He added sarcastically, "Entertainers and entrepreneurs can make tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even billions a year, and people think that’s normal!"

"But when a doctor like me earns a few million, or tens of millions, they’re all shocked beyond belief?"

"What kind of twisted logic is that?!"

Yu Suye said in all seriousness, "Exactly. It’s true that we’re long past the era where a nuclear scientist earned less than someone selling tea-leaf eggs."

"But the moment Feifan’s income was exposed, it still drew so many people online to gawk and condemn it."

"It just goes to show that many people’s mindsets are still stuck in the past."

Their uncle, Shu Lei, said slowly, "A large portion of them are probably just taking this opportunity to vent their resentment about high hospital fees."

"It doesn’t matter what these online keyboard warriors say, but I’m worried about how the hospital will handle this."

Shu Lei said worriedly, "As a public hospital, will the Affiliated Hospital use this public outcry as an excuse to cut Feifan’s income?"

"After all, that salary is indeed quite high. I bet a lot of other doctors at the hospital will feel it’s unfair too."

Yu Suye huffed. "The hospital wouldn’t dare. Feifan’s income might be high, but the hospital takes the lion’s share."

"If the hospital goes too far..."

She glanced at Yan Feifan and said, "With Feifan’s medical skills, he could go anywhere in the world..."

Not long after breakfast, Feng Jian drove Yan Feifan and Yu Suye to the Affiliated Hospital.

The moment Yan Feifan got out of the car, a group of people swarmed him, holding up phones and cameras.

Feng Jian and Yu Suye quickly spread their arms, flanking Yan Feifan on his left and right to protect him like a mother hen guarding her chick.

"There’s no need!"

Yan Feifan took a step forward. He looked at the diligent "citizen journalists" in front of him and noticed a familiar face among them—Qiaoyan.

He cleared his throat and said, "I know what you want to ask, so I’ll just say a few things."

"First, the online leaks are mostly true."

"My income over the past few months has indeed not been small."

"Second, I don’t understand why so many people find it unbelievable."

"Why can’t I earn a high income with my own skills?"

Just then, Qiaoyan shouted, "Mr. Yan, with such a high income, why can’t we find any record of you making charitable donations?"

"We can’t even find any donation records from you to the Extraordinary Public Welfare Fund that you run."

Yan Feifan met Qiaoyan’s gaze and retorted, "I devote my energy to running the Extraordinary Charity Fund so that more children with disabilities and deformities can receive treatment. Isn’t that charity?"

"I perform free reconstructive plastic surgery for children with disabilities and deformities. Doesn’t that count as charity?"

"Does it only count as being compassionate if I donate money?"

Yan Feifan’s sharp gaze swept over each of them as he said sarcastically, "You all just see my high income. Have you ever paid attention to what I’ve actually done...?"

He was about to say more, but he suddenly felt it was all pointless.

Somehow, a lonely, wounded feeling welled up in Yan Feifan’s heart, bringing to mind the saying: "Those who know me will say I am worried; those who do not will ask what I am seeking."

’Sigh. The tallest tree invites the wind. It’s lonely at the top.’

Yan Feifan stopped paying attention to them and walked toward the neurosurgery inpatient building nearby...

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