Chapter Twenty-One: Doctor, Your Miraculous Hands!

Wu Bin’s remarks quickly climbed the trending charts.

"Fragile College Student with Indomitable Spirit Speaks Words of Justice!"
"Refusing to Bow to Power: Fragile, Yet Upright!"

Similar reports exploded online, and the situation Wu Bin encountered became an instant hot topic. Any clickbait account could make a fortune just by riding the wave of his story, to say nothing of the viewership in He Bingbing’s livestream.

Recovery of vision is, after all, a major event. So, without confirmation that his retinas had fully healed, Wu Bin did not risk peeling off his bandages; instead, he honestly played the part of a blind man for several days. It was precisely these few days that gave Wu Bin a different perspective. It turned out that the difference between being able to see and not being able to see was profound.

As Wu Bin lay in bed resting, the system prompt suddenly rang in his mind again.

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully cured one illness. You have received 100 Life Coins.】
【New illnesses are ready for you. Please choose.】

Wu Bin gave a bitter smile. This system was becoming increasingly outrageous—it was already arranging his next ailment before he had even been discharged!

Wu Bin looked at the options provided by the system, and as he had guessed, they were exactly as expected. "Fracture" and "Sudden Cardiac Death" remained, while "Severe Disability" had been replaced by "Gastrointestinal Disease."

Gastrointestinal disease... that sounded rather painful. Having been sick so many times, Wu Bin had gained some experience. Sudden cardiac death sounded dangerous, but in reality, it was painless. On the other hand, his recent "severe disability"—the pain in his eyes had been truly excruciating. He had even specifically asked He Bingbing to look it up online; the pain level of a retina detaching due to external force was no less than that of an eyeball rupturing. It was only because of his iron willpower that he hadn't passed out from the pain on the spot. If it had been an average person, they would have likely met their ancestors immediately.

"It’s been a while since I’ve had a sudden cardiac death. Let’s go with that this time."

As Wu Bin muttered this to himself, he suddenly heard the voice of Xu Wenyao beside him.

"Student Wu Bin, what did you just say?"

Wu Bin was startled. "Principal, how did you get here?"

Knowing Wu Bin couldn't see, Xu Wenyao took his hand and said with a beaming smile, "Naturally, I came to visit our school’s great hero."

"Huh?"

Wu Bin had a bad premonition. This old geezer... he wouldn't be using him to make a headline again, would he?

Sure enough, Xu Wenyao began to explain smugly. "The school heard about what happened to you and sent people to investigate immediately. Rest assured, with the school as your strong backing, you don't need to fear anyone! I have also reported Yan Shiqi’s threats to the higher-ups. Today, they provided a response: his title of Honorary Professor has been revoked, and he will no longer enjoy those privileges."

Hearing this, Wu Bin clicked his tongue inwardly. It was no wonder Xu Wenyao chose this moment to visit—this old man was here to claim credit! Upon reflection, it made sense; since he had trended online, the popularity and traffic in He Bingbing’s livestream were immense. Nothing like a school newsletter or a generic interview could compare. Therefore, Xu Wenyao made sure to swing by whenever he did the slightest thing. This allowed him to appear concerned while simultaneously leaching off the traffic.

Though he knew what was happening, Wu Bin still had to play along on the surface. "Thank you for your concern, leader. I am... truly moved."

"Haha, it’s only right. By the way, Student Wu Bin, I brought you a gift. Want to guess what it is?"

As Xu Wenyao spoke, he pressed a cylindrical object into Wu Bin’s hand. Wu Bin felt it, and his expression turned strange. The rubbery texture, the cylinder shape, the length... Damn it, even if you are the Principal, you can’t be this brazen! We’re on a livestream! Even someone as thick-skinned as Wu Bin felt his face flush.

"I appreciate the gesture, Principal, but I don’t think I have a use for this."

Xu Wenyao, thinking Wu Bin was just being modest, raised his voice slightly. "Come now, Student Wu Bin, no need to be formal with me. You’ll definitely find a use for this; just accept it."

Old geezer! You’re the one who would find a use for it! I’m a straight-as-an-arrow man, alright!

Just as Wu Bin was considering whether to lose his temper with Xu Wenyao, Li Guotai’s voice came from the doorway.

"Principal Xu, you’re here too?"

"Indeed, I came to visit Wu Bin and drop off a gift. But the boy is shy and won't take it, saying he has no use for it. Dean Li, tell him, isn't this exactly what he needs right now?"

Li Guotai glanced at the object in Wu Bin’s hand and let out an "oh."

"A retractable white cane? A high-end one, at that."

"However, Principal Xu, he really doesn't need it anymore, because we are about to remove his bandages."

Li Guotai gestured, and a nurse immediately drew the curtains and turned off the room lights. After all, Wu Bin hadn't seen light for quite some time, and Li Guotai was worried that a sudden, intense glare would be too stimulating for his eyes.

Hearing Li Guotai’s words, Wu Bin finally realized he had misunderstood. So, Xu Wenyao had given him a retractable blind man’s cane! However, one couldn't entirely blame him. After all, it was his first time being blind; he lacked experience. Plus, the item really did have a suspicious texture, so it was no wonder his thoughts had wandered.

Once everything was prepared, the Ophthalmology Department Chief stepped forward and carefully removed the bandages. The viewers in the livestream were filled with anticipation. Although the doctor had previously said Wu Bin’s eyes were recovering well, until the very last second, who could be sure?

"Student Wu Bin, you can slowly open your eyes. Don't rush; let yourself adjust to the surrounding light first."

The cameraman, quite savvy, gave Wu Bin a close-up shot. The moment Wu Bin opened his eyes, everyone was dazzled. The netizens in the stream were even more restless.

"Wait... why do his eyes look bigger?"
"Did he wear colored contacts? How are they so pretty?"
"I don't get it. Why would a surgery include an eye-widening procedure? Did he get double-eyelid surgery while he was at it?"
"This ophthalmology hospital is incredible! I want to get surgery there too!"

Not only were the netizens confused, but the team of ophthalmologists was stunned as well. Li Guotai asked, "What is going on? Did you perform plastic surgery on him while you were at it?"

Chief Liu felt like he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. He said with a wry smile, "No! We followed the standard surgical procedure perfectly. I... I have no idea how this happened!"

Wu Bin knew this was the system's doing. He didn't want a crowd of people digging into the matter, lest they start studying him like a monster. Before Chief Liu could react, Wu Bin walked over, visibly moved, and gripped Chief Liu’s hand tightly.

"A miracle worker, Doctor!"