Chapter Sixty-Two: Famous Once Again

"Miracle doctor! Absolutely a miracle doctor!"
"Brother-in-law, I'm bowing to you, you're not even human, you're a god!"
The live stream was exploding with comments.
Meanwhile, in the senior activity room, after the initial shock, the elderly crowd surged forward, clamoring and pleading for Yang Xiaofan to treat their ailments.
"Miracle doctor, please take a look at me! My rheumatism has been bothering me for years!"
"Miracle doctor, my presbyopia just won't get better, I'm begging you to help me."
"Miracle doctor, please, I've had a herniated disc for over a decade. Every time it rains, the pain is unbearable. If you can cure me, I'll pay whatever you ask."
Yang Xiaofan was startled and waved his hands repeatedly in refusal.
Are you kidding? Do I really need that money?
Even if each of you gave a million, a hundred people would only make it a hundred million.
I could earn that just by painting a few pictures.
But if I treat you, and someone with ulterior motives notices, they could accuse me of practicing medicine without a license—I might end up in jail.
"No, absolutely not. I only know a little medicine; treating you is out of the question."
But even as he waved them off, the crowd refused to let him go so easily.
The persistence of these elderly folks was more relentless than a python strangling its prey.
"No way! Miracle doctor, please, you have to help us, I'm begging you."
In the live stream, some bleeding-heart viewers couldn't help but comment:
"Why doesn't Brother-in-law want to help them?"
"Exactly! He's so skilled, treating them should be easy. Helping others doesn't cost anything."
Others chimed in with explanations:
"If you want to play saint, go do it yourself. Don't criticize others. Brother-in-law probably doesn't have a medical license, and if someone targets him, that's a crime."
"No way, who would be so malicious?"
"Did the commenter above not finish elementary school? Still living in a fairy tale? There are plenty of bad people like that."
"Even so, there are so many of us—can't we petition for Brother-in-law?"
"Get real. Petition? Who do you think you are? Ever seen 'Dying to Survive'? If petitions worked, the protagonist wouldn't have been sentenced. Besides, Brother-in-law owes these people nothing. Why should he risk it? If someone reports him and he's convicted, what will you keyboard saints do besides type?"
"Right, support Brother-in-law, reject the saints!"
In the activity room, the elderly became increasingly emotional. Some even lunged forward, trying to grab Yang Xiaofan's leg.

"Hey, sir, don't pull my clothes, you'll tear them!"
"Hey, who's pulling my hair? You're going to rip it out!"
"Hey, that's not a place you should touch, let go!"
The scene was utter chaos. Yang Xiaofan dared not hurt any of the elderly, lest they all gang up on him later and extort him.
Fortunately, his skills were top-notch, so after a Herculean effort, he managed to escape the crowd.
The first thing he did after breaking free was grab his father-in-law and sister-in-law and make a run for it.
The three of them dashed out, and Qin Nuanshin couldn't help but frown:
"Brother-in-law, why are we running? They want treatment, you might as well help them. It doesn't cost anything."
Qin's father tapped his daughter's head, scolding:
"You think treating illness is child's play? Xiaofan needs a medical license, or he'll get into serious trouble. Haven't you seen all those doctor-patient stories on TV?"
"I suppose you're right."
Qin Nuanshin rubbed her head, glanced at her live stream, and her eyes lit up.
"Wow! My live stream followers have broken through a hundred thousand! Brother-in-law, you're amazing!"
Qin Nuanshin was ecstatic.
Previously, her live stream had barely over a hundred fans, now it had surpassed a hundred thousand!
What did this mean?
It meant that after streaming Yang Xiaofan for less than two hours, she'd gained a hundred thousand new fans!
If she could stream him a bit longer, becoming a million-follower star was no longer a dream!
Hahaha...
At that moment, Qin Nuanshin looked at Yang Xiaofan, feeling as if she was about to reach the pinnacle of her life.
Yang Xiaofan, however, couldn't help but frown.
"You've been streaming me this whole time?"
He hadn't expected Qin Nuanshin to broadcast him constantly; the invasion of his privacy left him somewhat displeased.
Qin Nuanshin stuck out her tongue, mischievous and adorable.
"Brother-in-law, don't be mad! I've been a struggling streamer for so long, I had no other way. Consider it helping me out, okay?"
Yang Xiaofan felt a headache coming on.
What could he do with a sister-in-law like this?

Could he even punish her, carrot-and-stick style?
Sigh!
He could only let her take advantage of him.
"This time, I'll let it go, but from now on, you mustn't stream me anymore, or I'll be angry."
"Hehehe, don't worry, Brother-in-law. Next time I stream, I'll let you know."
Qin Nuanshin turned off the stream and continued to act coy. Yang Xiaofan couldn't be bothered to respond.
He turned his gaze to Qin's father and spoke quietly:
"Uncle Qin, you meant what you said back in the activity room, right?"
Qin's father clasped his hands behind his back, chin raised, smiling:
"Don't worry, I'm not the type to break my word."
After Yang Xiaofan had brought him so much pride today, he wasn't about to be foolish.
A son-in-law this good was hard to find—losing him would be a huge mistake.
Previously, he had only been angry that Yang Xiaofan had gotten Qin Nuanyu pregnant.
Now, he could turn a blind eye and let it go.
Hearing this, Yang Xiaofan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With his father-in-law appeased, everything was fine.
Next, he needed to consider whether to buy a house and settle his future with Qin Nuanyu.
What he didn't know was that, across major video platforms, countless clips of him playing chess and healing people were going viral.
The surging traffic was overwhelming.
Netizens' discussions reached new heights.
"Wow! It's the painting master from northern Jiangsu again, and he plays chess so well? My god, he's incredible."
"He does more than play chess—he knows medicine too! He's a miracle doctor!"
"What on earth is his background? How does he have so many amazing skills? Even if he'd started learning in the womb, he couldn't be this freakish."
"All this talk about brother-in-law—why is my brother-in-law just a lazy fat guy? Someone else's brother-in-law is so cool. Life is unfair."