"See, you can't say it either. If we say it's Xie Leying, you'll argue with us again," the doctors said to Yu Jianyan, who was stammering.

“The height doesn’t seem like it,” Yu Jianyan replied.

“We’ve never met her, and it’s hard to tell how tall she is from the video. Oh right, didn’t you see her? Even if she was wearing a mask and protective clothing to cover her face, you still remember what her eyes looked like, right?”

“I remember,” Yu Jianyan said somewhat anxiously, “That’s why I said it wasn’t Xie Leying.”

"Then you might be mistaken. I think she fits the description quite well; it might be her."

Ming Jiayi stepped forward and gently patted Yu Jianyan's shoulder, signaling him to stop talking.

Yu Jianyan sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. He really couldn't continue talking; if he said a few more words, he might just reveal Ming Jiayi's identity.

"Dr. Yu, could you please contact Dr. Xie again? If she really can't make it back, then we can start filming right away," Chen Jing asked earnestly.

He originally thought that if Xie Leying was really the miracle doctor they were talking about, he could give Xie Leying more screen time, which would greatly increase the show's popularity.

But then I thought about it again and realized that this behavior seemed to be taking advantage of Xie Leying, which seemed somewhat disrespectful to the miracle doctor, so I let it go.

Now we'll ask Dr. Yu to ask again. If he can come back in time, that would be great. If he can't, then so be it, so as not to give people something to say that their program team is trying to ride the wave of popularity.

"Director Chen, didn't you just say to leave Dr. Xie alone for now? How come you're asking her again now that you hear she might be a miracle doctor?" Yu Jianyan asked, his voice somewhat sharp.

Gu Shaojin frowned slightly, staring at Chen Jing with a death stare.

Chen Jing scratched his head innocently, "No, I just thought that since she's also a teaching assistant, I hoped she could come back as soon as possible. Dr. Yu, please don't misunderstand."

"I have nothing to misunderstand," Yu Jianyan replied, taking his phone out of his pocket.

As soon as he turned on his screen, he saw that Xie Leying had already replied to his previous text message.

——Xie Leying: I'm so sorry, I had something come up at home and forgot to tell you. Could you please tell Director Chen that I need to ask for leave this afternoon?

"She replied to my message." Yu Jianyan said, holding up his phone to show Chen Jing.

"Okay, let's not waste any more time and start filming right away," Chen Jing said, raising his voice to everyone present.

Jiang Yisong stayed in his office, recording videos for each of the doctors one by one.

Chen Jing then led Ming Jiayi and the others around the ward.

After the little farce in the office, Chen Jing was no longer so worried about not being able to film well, but after going around in circles, they found that they couldn't find anyone willing to share their stories.

It's really depressing in this department. Everyone on this floor has a malignant tumor.

Some people are luckier and are diagnosed early and are currently undergoing treatment, but the enormous cost of treatment is unaffordable for some.

Some people are in a worse situation; when they are diagnosed, it is already in the late stage, and the cancer cells have already spread and metastasized, leaving them with no hope of survival.

So in such an atmosphere, no one has the leisure to share their life with the audience in front of the television.

After all, they're already struggling to take care of themselves...

The five people stood at the nurses' station for a long time without saying a word.

What are you doing?

Upon hearing the familiar voice coming from ahead, Yu Jianyan immediately looked up.

Bi Tingran was standing with her hands in the pockets of her nurse's uniform, quietly watching them.

Mo Xing tugged at Ming Jiayi's sleeve, looking at them with a maternal smile.

"What are you doing here?" Yu Jianyan asked, sounding annoyed.

"Why are you meddling in my affairs? Can't I come to the oncology department for a checkup?" Bi Tingran replied with a displeased frown.

"Sure, sure, go ahead," Yu Jianyan said with a helpless pout.

Bi Tingran rolled her eyes at Yu Jianyan, then turned to look at Ming Jiayi.

"What's wrong with you guys? Weren't you supposed to be sending a variety show?"

Ming Jiayi nodded and smiled slightly, "Yes, we want to film some stories of patients fighting cancer, but no one is willing."

"That's it?" Bi Tingran said cheerfully. "It's simple. Follow me."

"You act like you're so great, all high and mighty, like some kind of boss," Yu Jianyan retorted confidently.

Bi Tingran stepped forward and pinched Yu Jianyan's arm, twisting it as she retorted, "Shut up."

Yu Jianyan covered his arm and glared angrily at Bi Tingran.

He was truly furious but dared not speak out.

Bi Tingran led the group to the door of a private hospital room, knocked twice, and went inside.

From the outside, the ward looked no different from any other ward, but once inside, you would find a small corner decorated with an extremely gentle and elegant touch.

In that corner, there was also a very tall phone stand and a fill light.

A bald girl lay on the hospital bed. Her face looked somewhat weak, but the smile on her face seemed so full of vitality.

As soon as she saw Bi Tingran push the door open and enter, she threw off the covers and sat up. "Sister Tingran."

"How are you feeling today?" Bi Tingran asked while tidying up the sofa for the girl.

"It's the same as always. Listen, Sister Ran, you can keep it. I'll need it for my live stream this afternoon."

“I cleared this out for those people over there to sit on,” Bi Tingran replied directly.

Then the girl tilted her head and looked at Ming Jiayi and Gu Shaojin who had come in later. Her gaze was fixed on Ming Jiayi and Gu Shaojin, and then she tilted her head and said with a smile,

"Are you two Ming Jiayi and Gu Shaojin? The big boss and the famous actress?"

"Yes, hello little sister," Ming Jiayi replied with a sweet smile.

"Wow, you're so beautiful in person!" the little girl exclaimed sincerely.

"Thank you. I think you're very pretty too," Ming Jiayi replied, looking at the girl earnestly.

The girl lowered her head shyly and smiled, "Hehe, did you come to see me with Sister Tingran?"

“Yes.” Chen Jing stepped forward and politely extended her hand, saying, “Hello little sister, my name is Chen Jing. I am a young director. We are currently filming a variety show, and we would like to ask you for a favor.”

"Hmm? How can I help you?" the little girl asked Chen Jing with some confusion.

“We wanted to film a story about cancer patients, so…” Chen Jing said somewhat shyly.