My Consultation Fee, My Call!

Transfer the money first?!

What the hell was Xie Chen thinking?!

Why should I pay for some old fart pretending to be sick?!

And even if he wasn't faking it, so what? One little shove and he was falling apart? Getting old really made people useless!

Xie Ran was seething with indignation. Just as he opened his mouth to argue, he noticed the livestream camera aimed directly at him, as though it were about to expose his cold, heartless side to all the viewers and fans.

He suppressed the urge, his eyes shifting slightly before he turned to Xie Jinran with a troubled expression. "Third Brother, I don't have that much money on me. Why don't you cover it first? I'll pay you back once we get home."

"If the village chief is really in such serious condition, delaying any longer definitely won't help him. It would be wonderful if Brother Xie Chen can really cure him!"

"Brother Xie Chen must desperately need money to be so eager for a transfer instead of putting saving someone first!"

Those words were practically passing the buck, making it seem as though he wasn't the one who started everything, while Xie Chen, the one saving the man, was painted as greedy for money.

The cameraman's mouth twitched, his eyes nearly rolling into the sky. Yet Xie Jinran still defended his green-tea little brother, pulling out his phone as he said, "Isn't it just a hundred thousand? Why are you being so polite with me? Some people will even throw away their dignity for money, but we can't be like that!"

"Will you two shut up already?!" The accompanying doctor had been holding back again and again, but after hearing the brothers talk to themselves like this, he could no longer endure it. "If you know saving people is urgent, why are you still spouting so much nonsense?! Do you actually care about the patient, or are you just saying it for the livestream audience?!"

Xie Jinran had suddenly been rebuked, and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

As a pianist who had risen to fame at a young age, he had always been surrounded by admiration wherever he went. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Besides, Xie Chen had been the one making an outrageous demand first...

With that thought, Xie Jinran opened his mouth to argue, only to discover that more and more people had gathered at the door, glaring at him and his biological younger brother with unfriendly expressions. The cameraman was also shouldering his camera and filming them intently, seemingly unwilling to miss a single detail...

The situation was clearly unfavorable to him. He wasn't stupid enough to dig a hole and jump into it himself, so he raised his brows. "You're right, there shouldn't be so much nonsense. Let's see the real thing."

Xie Jinran lowered his gaze at Xie Chen. "I'll transfer it to your WeChat directly. Just accept the payment."

Xie Chen ignored him and instead asked the village chief he was supporting, "Does your WeChat have the payment feature?"

"I-I think so. I activated it before when I sold rice." The village chief answered hesitantly.

Xie Chen smiled. "That's good. Saves me the trouble of transferring it."

He took the village chief's phone, opened WeChat's payment code, then impatiently held it up to Xie Jinran. "Hurry up and scan it!"

Xie Ran gritted his teeth. "Didn't you say this was a consultation fee? Why are you making the village chief scan the code?"

"What's it to you?!" Xie Chen sneered. "My consultation fee, my call!"

Under the pressure, the two brothers stopped causing trouble and could only obediently scan the code. Only after the hundred thousand arrived did Xie Chen nod in satisfaction and ask the village chief in a much gentler voice, "I'll help you to the bed. Can you hold on?"

"I'll help!"

"I can support him!"

"Let me do it!"

Before his words had even faded, quite a few people volunteered.

The warm, human scene stood in sharp contrast to the way those two brothers had been shirking responsibility.

Luo Mingyu and Li Sifan had squeezed together while competing to enter the room. They were glaring at each other with hostility when they noticed from the corners of their eyes that Xie Chen had already helped the village chief into the inner room.

The cameraman and everyone else followed close behind.

Xie Jinran and Xie Ran exchanged a look. The latter spoke first. "Third Brother, let's go take a look too. If Brother Xie Chen makes things worse through clumsy handling, we can still lend a hand."

Xie Jinran nodded. "All right."

Though they weren't related by blood, they had lived together for so many years. How could there possibly be no affection at all?

After all, Xie Chen had once waited on him hand and foot, caring for him with meticulous attention.

If there was trouble now, he was still willing to help out.

That's right. In Xie Jinran's heart, he simply didn't believe Xie Chen could cure the village chief's slipped disc.

If he had such great abilities, he should have shown them long ago. Why wait until Xie Ran had been brought back before deliberately showing off?

Wasn't it just to attract his attention?

How childish!

And it could easily cause a huge disaster!

With that in mind, Xie Jinran unconsciously quickened his pace. But the moment he reached the inner room's doorway, he heard the village chief exclaim in barely concealed delight, "Kid, how did you do that?! You twisted me left and right, and it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"You're incredible! A true miracle worker!"

Xie Jinran and Xie Ran froze at the same time.

It was cured already?!

It had to be a scam!

The village chief was his planted accomplice!

Xie Ran thought viciously, immediately preparing to rush inside and expose this fraud's ugly true face!