Except for that kid Zhang Lingchuan!
In the livestream room.
The camera zoomed in on a close-up of Zhang Lingchuan.
Have to admit.
Song Wanqing is indeed a professional.
The whole filming technique made everything very smooth to watch.
It was as if watching a documentary of "Daily Life of a Veterinarian."
"Sigh, how should I put it, kids make mistakes and can be punished, but the focus is on education, not killing. I think this neighbor will definitely regret that kick. After all, someone about to become a father wouldn’t want to end up in jail. We just hope Xiaozhou can be saved by the doctors."
Zhang Lingchuan sincerely said in front of the camera.
He didn’t know if the neighbor did it out of dislike or anger.
But one thing is for sure.
The person definitely doesn’t want to go to jail, and for the child to be born without a father, growing up while the father is in prison for dozens of years.
But as things stand.
I’m afraid their wish won’t come true.
If the child is saved, it might be lighter.
If the child cannot be saved, then it’s definitely attempted murder.
"Surely regretting it!"
"Just wait, soon enough they’ll find out the news."
"I wonder what expression this person will have with handcuffs on. How heartless to be a dad and still act that way!"
"Feels like this person should thank Dr. Zhang. If it weren’t for him discovering the liver rupture early, this kid might not even have a chance at rescue, and things would go the worst way."
"Shouldn’t he hate Dr. Zhang the most? If he hadn’t uncovered the truth, the real culprit might never have been caught. Imagine the child being chased with a whip, caught and beaten, then suddenly coughing blood, the father dumbfounded, declared dead at the hospital. If the father was a bit confused and said something careless, couldn’t recognize who he kicked, it would be him being taken in, burdened as a father who killed his own child. He might even voluntarily go to jail."
"That would truly be a tragedy! The neighbor might actually be laughing secretly then!!"
"Anyway, anyone who could do such a thing, this neighbor either had grudges or just pure psychological issues, Dr. Zhang better end the stream and run!"
"Exactly! Dr. Zhang, end the stream, just in case there’s retaliation, it could be troublesome. Our stream reached fifty thousand peak viewers today, can’t wait for you to hit rank eleven."
"Senior Zhang! Protect yourself, I’m still waiting for you back in Chun City."
...
The conversation.
Somehow turned into urging Zhang Lingchuan to end the stream quickly.
And get out of Dabao Town.
After all, he’s offended that neighbor by now.
"Well, it’s not that drastic, but it’s indeed time to end the stream. Thanks so much for your support today."
Zhang Lingchuan waved to everyone in the livestream room.
"Bye-bye~"
"This number is great, 52,000."
"Um... Who’s just entering as we’re ending."
"52,001 is great too, isn’t it? I love you, ah!!"
...
[Viewers of Dr. Zhang’s Daily Livestream: 52,001.]
[Veterinarian Daily Livestream Competition Ranking NO.12.]
The livestream’s peak viewership reached fifty-two thousand and one person.
The screen was soon cut off.
The over three-hour-long livestream, almost four, ended.
[Single event data.]
"Viewer numbers surpassed 99% of same-level streamers."
[Detailed data]
"Ranking: Highest NO.12".
"New followers: 9,000+".
"Audience: 52,000+".
"Gift givers: 1,000+".
"Commenters: 7,000+".
"Livestream income: 810 RMB".
[TikTok reminder: Current earnings include popularity bonuses. Good interactions lead to excellent performance, keep it up.]
There were many gift-givers.
But most were free gifts.
After he mentioned not to gift with obligation, just send free gifts if genuinely liked, big spenders dwindled.
Of course, they hadn’t before either.
But even now, earning seven to eight hundred per stream feels pretty good.
[Dr. Zhang’s Daily]
[Likes: 8,710,367], [Friends: 0], [Follows: 0], [Followers: 301,201].
The number of his account’s followers.
Now reached three hundred thousand.
All in just over ten days.
The account went from zero to over three hundred thousand followers, over eight million likes.
"Teacher Chen, Wanqing, Ah Wei, Xiaoyuan, let’s pack up, we’re having dinner at Haolanlai tonight, I’ve reserved a table."
Zhang Lingchuan put down his phone and said.
This wasn’t just his own efforts, but the result of the whole team’s hard work.
"Oh? Teacher Zhang, you already booked it?"
Chen Qian looked a bit bewildered.
Xiaoyuan and Song Wanqing also looked at him curiously.
When did he book the table?
"Yeah, I booked it this morning."
He had long planned to take everyone out for a meal.
Today just happened to be Saturday.
It’s already four o’clock.
Leaving by car, at half past five.
Dinner at Haolanlai was perfect timing.
"Brother Zhang, how come you suddenly invited us for dinner? If you really want to go to Haolanlai, you should’ve asked me. The owner is my thirteenth uncle."
Wang Liwei said.
He truly didn’t expect Brother Zhang to suddenly invite them for dinner.
"Oh? Is that so, hahaha, then next time I’ll contact you directly, Ah Wei. Mainly, I thought the restaurant’s quite good, and with all the hard work recently, we should celebrate. Also, our account hitting three hundred thousand followers deserves a celebration too."