As they left the hospital, Chan felt a bit embarrassed to say to Te Mil.
"Te Mil, I didn't expect to trouble you so soon after meeting you today. Don't worry, I'll take care of the money."
Originally, Lisa wanted to take him to see her relatives who were doctors, but Te Mil directly helped book an appointment at a high-end private hospital.
Yes, in America, there are also connections to seek medical treatment, and many of them. But Chan and Lisa still chose the hospital Te Mil arranged. It's not that seeking connections is not acceptable, but the hospital Te Mil arranged had better value.
"No, Chan, Lisa's friend is my friend. Even if I don't know you, I'll help. Moreover, you will also work for me. It's not okay if you don't take care of your health. And besides, you're still a drifter now. Where do you have money to repay me? As long as you work for me well, consider the money as an advance payment for your work injury."
Te Mil was really moved by Chan. The last time she felt this way was last month, and that man was far from being compared to Chan.
"But, I may not want to be a driver."
Upon hearing Chan's words, Lisa's lips curled up slightly, showing a subtle smile.
"Good, Chan, you're great for not being tempted by Te Mil's money! Thinking about every guy I liked in college, none of them passed my friend's 'test.' I admire you."
With the cap in her hand, the black-haired rich woman slowed down her movements when she heard Chan's refusal.
"Alright, then what job do you want?"
Te Mil didn't think there was any man who could resist her charm. Nobody!
"Te Mil, there may be a misunderstanding here. I'm thinking about how to explain it clearly. Today, Lisa brought you here, and I just wanted to get to know you. And Lisa wanted to introduce me to a job. You and Lisa are both very good girls. You want to help me out of my current predicament, which really makes me feel very honored. I'm honored to meet you. Girls as beautiful and kind as you are too few."
Chan sat in the back seat, looking at Te Mil beside him and then at Lisa. Te Mil propped her chin up with interest, staring at his face, while Lisa was focused on driving.
Seeing Chan's gaze, she glared at him through the rearview mirror.
Both girls didn't mean to speak.
They were waiting for Chan's answer.
"But, I actually have a job. I have tens of thousands of fans on our country's video platform. I shoot videos of American street life for them. They like my videos and support and encourage me."
Lisa didn't know how to reply to the damn car mechanic. His words sounded nice, but he still didn't want to work. He even made up a job to reject their help.
"Chan, are you really lazy and don't want to work? You don't want help even when it's offered, and today I ended up driving again, right? You're not worth it!"
Even though she had only known Chan for four days, Lisa really felt that this man was the most extraordinary person she had ever met in her life!
Te Mil, on the other hand, sensitively caught the key words in Chan's words.
"You're making videos? And you have a lot of fans?"
She also had an account on YouTube, but she posted a lot of edgy content, and her fan count was still low, only a few hundred.
Sometimes, Te Mil even thought about opening an account on a certain site, but she was afraid her big brother would clean up the mess.
So, when she realized that Chan was actually a blogger with tens of thousands of fans, she instantly became more interested.
"Of course, I can show you my account. Here, take a look."
Chan opened his phone, and the black-haired rich woman immediately leaned in.
The blonde girl glanced at the rearview mirror, seeing that Te Mil had already leaned on Chan, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.
Te Mil, how dare you say you don't like men who don't bathe? Didn't you dislike people with a strong body odor? You even made perfume to get rid of your own body odor! Now you're sticking to a smelly drifter!
"B***H!"
"What app is this?"
"It's a video app from our country. You may not have used it. It's called TikTok."
"You have twenty thousand fans!? You, a drifter, can actually have twenty thousand fans?"
"I've only been doing it for three days. If you don't believe me, take a look."
"Twenty thousand in three days, two million in three hundred days, in a year, you'll have more than two million fans! Chan, you're amazing."
"It's not as exaggerated as you said. Once the numbers go up, the rate of gaining fans slows down."
"Are you reading their comments?"
Chan was looking at the comments section of the photo he posted in the morning.
It was as colorful as always, with various characters appearing successively.
In his video, there was a picture with a background of sad music, accompanied by the caption "Woke up in America feeling sore all over. Am I going to fail and leave this world like this?"
"Your quilt is a bit bulging (Tianfu)" "Suggest going to the hospital and kneeling down, kowtow twice. Maybe your rich dad will help you get better, then you won't have to die!"
Te Mil pointed with her index finger, asking about this comment.
"Chan, what is he saying?"
Chan was amused as he watched Te Mil's finger, three of her nails were not manicured.
Interesting, very interesting.
Facing the rich woman's question, he naturally couldn't tell the truth.
"He said he advises me to take some medicine, rest well, and if the symptoms are severe, I can go to the hospital."
"That's very kind of him. What does the next one mean?"
"No potatoes, only you (Yue province)" "I'm dying laughing. This guy goes to America to beg for a living, and now he's about to die from illness. Does anyone still think the air in America is sweet?"
Chan twitched his mouth. The air in America does have a bit of sweetness, after all, the lead content here is too high.
"He says, 'Too worried about you. Eat well, get well soon, and continue to show us the real American life.'"
Te Mil was very interested in these strange square characters, sliding her index finger, which hadn't been manicured, excitedly through the comments section.
"This person's comment is the longest. Isn't he the most concerned about you?"
"Ahahaha, yes, yes."
Chan was really speechless.
"Isn't he saying that you're really brave, Chan? Even though there are so many opportunities in China, you're not tempted. You know what your ideal is, so how could a little storm like this knock down a man like you? The road ahead is difficult, but every flap of your wings is accumulating energy for the hurricane. Keep going!"
"Chan, your fans are really warm."