Chapter 124: My Wishes Are Useless, You Will Fall!

Under Lin Beifan's relentless "urging," Lu Mobai churned out 100,000 words per day for two consecutive days.

As a result, his novel gained massive popularity, giving birth to numerous parodies:

"Do you know who I am? I am the mighty Dragon King!"

"Ah? You call yourself the Dragon King? You must have some tricks up your sleeve. Show me what you've got!"

"I'll go berserk!"

"I am the dignified Dragon King! How dare you bully me?"

"I'm bullying you. What about it?"

"Enough! You keep pushing me… You push me again, and—"

"And what?"

"If you push me again, I'll… I'll wash your feet!"

"The three-year deadline has arrived! The Foot-Washing City welcomes the Dragon King!"

"Dragon King, come and pour the foot-washing water!"

The memes spread like wildfire, and the real Dragon King, Zhao Tian, was so furious that he shut himself off from the world.

With his book gaining more traction, Lu Mobai's popularity skyrocketed. However, maintaining such a brutal writing pace—100,000 words a day—took a severe toll on him. Even top programmers collapse under such pressure.

After days of relentless work, Lu Mobai's spirit teetered on the edge of collapse, his hands trembling from exhaustion. Yet, under Lin Beifan's "encouragement," he forced himself to climb back to his computer desk, fingers quivering as he reached for the keyboard.

Just then, his assistant grabbed his hand.

"Boss, you can't write anymore! If you keep this up, you'll die!" the assistant pleaded.

Lu Mobai's bloodshot eyes flashed with stubborn determination. "Leave me be… I can still type another 30,000 words! I'll rest after that!"

"Boss, you're not even making money from this! Why push yourself so hard?"

"I… I don't know… Maybe this is the power of love!"

Thinking of the woman in his heart, Lu Mobai felt a renewed surge of motivation.

He had no chance in his previous life, but in this life, he would give everything for her!

"My body is giving out. Help me move my computer to the desk. Thanks."

Seeing Lu Mobai on the verge of collapse, the assistant finally broke down. "Boss, you really can't keep doing this! Alright, you dictate, and I'll type for you!"

Lu Mobai's eyes widened in surprise. "You… you'll type for me?"

The assistant nodded. "I may be slower, but at least you won't die of exhaustion! I don't want to lose my boss!"

"Alright, I'll dictate, and you type!"

The assistant helped Lu Mobai onto the sofa and took his place at the computer.

"Boss, I'm ready! Start dictating!"

"Boss, you can begin—"

Before he could finish, a thud echoed through the room. Lu Mobai had lost consciousness.

"Boss! What's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Panicked, the assistant rushed Lu Mobai to the hospital.

Meanwhile, his phone lay forgotten on the sofa, its screen still glowing.

Qingyue: Two hours have passed, and still no update. It seems the author has broken his promise!

Qingyue: Not enough updates today!

Qingyue: Why are you ignoring me? Is something wrong?

Qingyue: Hello?

On the other side, Lin Beifan smirked at the phone's silence. "Looks like the little protagonist has collapsed! Don't worry, we'll continue this game once you recover!"

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At the same time, an important event was unfolding in Mohai City's medical field.

The prestigious Yaowang Hospital from South China had sent a delegation to hold a high-profile Medical Exchange Conference, inviting major hospitals to participate and share their expertise.

"Although they call it an 'exchange,' it's really just a challenge," someone explained.

"Yaowang Hospital is run by Yaowang Valley, a famous traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) sect in the Yan Kingdom. It's as renowned as Ghost Valley, excelling in medical treatments with unique and effective methods."

"However, Yaowang Valley is highly competitive. They frequently challenge doctors from different cities—not just for academic exchange, but also for reputation and profit!"

"This year, it's Mohai City's turn!"

During dinner, Song Yuqing explained all this to Lin Beifan.

Lin Beifan nodded knowingly. This was a major turning point in the story.

In the original plot, Yaowang Hospital's representatives were arrogant, publicly claiming that Mohai City had no skilled doctors.

Then, at the critical moment, the protagonist Xiao Chen made a dramatic entrance, proving his medical brilliance and humiliating them.

That day marked his rise to fame.

In Lin Beifan's past life, Xiao Chen had skyrocketed to prominence after this event. The thought of it made Lin Beifan grind his teeth.

He turned to Song Yuqing. "What about your hospital?"

Song Yuqing sighed. "Our hospital mainly focuses on Western medicine, so this exchange won't affect us much. But it's a huge blow to the Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) Hospital! Yaowang Valley uses these events to steal patients!"

"In the past, we had Zhao Siming, a skilled TCM doctor, but he was imprisoned due to… certain circumstances. Now, we don't have anyone to send."

Lin Beifan smiled. "When does the conference start? I want to attend!"

Song Yuqing looked surprised. "You're interested in this?"

"Of course."

After all, how could the protagonists miss such an important event?

Especially Xiao Chen, who was still lying in the hospital—he would do anything to participate.

Sure enough, at that very moment, Xiao Chen was planning his next move.

"In two days, Yaowang Valley's doctors will arrive!"

"They may be annoying, but their treatments are top-notch, almost as good as my Ghost Valley techniques! With their help, I can recover much faster!"

"So, I must attend this conference!"

"Once I'm healed, I can take my revenge on Lin Beifan!"

Xiao Chen's eyes gleamed with determination.

Just then, his attending doctor entered.

Xiao Chen immediately said, "Doctor, I heard there's a Medical Exchange Conference in two days! Can I participate as a patient?"

The doctor blinked. "Huh?"

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Meanwhile, in another hospital ward, Ye Xingchen, who had just been transferred, had the same idea.

"If I remember correctly, there will be a Medical Exchange Conference soon, gathering elite doctors from across the country!"

"Especially Yaowang Hospital—they're incredibly skilled!"

"I must sign up! If I can receive their treatment, my recovery will be much faster!"

"In that case, I can return to Lin Beifan's side… and wait for my chance!"

Without hesitation, he applied to his doctor.

The stage was set.

The protagonists were on the move.

And Lin Beifan… was already one step ahead.