Chapter 129

Chapter 129 I’ll Show You Wealth

The live stream once again climbed up the ranks. Previously, it had merely been the third most popular in the local area, but now it had surged up the ranks nationwide.

The moderator felt a swell of pride in his foresight. He gleefully read the signed contracts and finally chose Empathy Clinic as a contestant.

Every year, the platform ranked the top ten most popular hosts.

Those who made it into the top ten would receive cash prizes, ranging from ten thousand dollars to a million dollars. They would also get the opportunity to attend the annual conference in Kingbourne.

The moderator knew Wynter didn’t care much about these things, so he decided to give her a boost.

He knew she had a solid chance of making it into the top ten, even though she couldn’t quite rival the popular live streamers and their large fan bases.

With Wynter’s popularity soaring, it naturally drew attention, particularly from fellow competitors.

One of them was a person named Cecilia Ceil, who was currently expressing her gratitude for gifts.

Out of the blue, someone chimed in on the live chat, “Hey, have you all heard about the Empathy Clinic? They diagnose illnesses accurately!”

“Can they diagnose more accurately than Cecilia Ceil?” another viewer asked.

“They specialize in a different area,” came the reply.

With a veil covering part of her face, Cecilia radiated a gentle and mysterious charm.

She asked, “Could the moderator please remove those people promoting in the chat? I’ve been following the conversation closely. I’d like to remind everyone that the expertise in traditional medicine can differ, and only Sacred Heart Medical University is esteemed.”

“Yeah. Can those local practitioners really compare to Cecilia?” one person agreed.

“Sacred Heart Medical University is the epitome of my aspirations!” another chimed in.

“Newcomers should steer clear. Thank you!” another commentator added.

Although Cecilia’s remarks seemed harmless, her status as a public figure imbued them with a certain influence and provocation. Before long, they flooded Wynter’s chat with negativity.

An account named Team Cecilia commented, “Worthless streamer.”

Another supporter of Cecilia, Ceci_Dream chimed in, “Is that all? I guess only the impoverished would seek treatment here. No one even sends gratuities to you, and yet you dare to compare yourself to Cecilia?”

A comment from Sacred Heart Medical University Lover added, “I can’t say much, but let’s be cautious when seeking medical assistance.”

Most viewers were VIPs, and their messages overshadowed those who were genuinely seeking treatment.

Margaret, feeling a bit flustered, said, “Dear friends, please refrain from chatting randomly. I’ll attend to the patients first.”

A comment from the account Team Cecilia followed her words. “Granny, quit the act. With such slow reactions at your age, what illnesses could you possibly treat?”

This remark caught the typically indifferent Wynter off guard. Her gaze turned icy cold as she bit into her candy and picked up the microphone. “Team Cecilia?”

“What’s the matter? Do you have any objections?” the viewer named Sacred Heart Medical University Lover responded. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Wynter toyed with the hazelnuts and subtly lifted her gaze. “Sacred Heart Medical University abides by the motto: To save lives without bias, but to aid all.”

The viewer named Sacred Heart Medical University Lover was incensed. “What’s with the boasting? How do you even know the university’s motto? I’ve checked. You’re just a college student!”

Team Cecilia added another sarcastic comment, “Oh! So, you’re just a college student, huh? It’s such a joke with that level of education.”

A viewer called Platinum VIP Mr. Abel retorted, “Think before you speak. That’s indeed Sacred Heart Medical University’s motto.”

Another viewer, going by the name Single Mingle, remarked, “Mr. Abel is back again!

Are you feeling embarrassed now, Team Cecilia?”

Team Cecilia retorted, “What’s so special about knowing the motto? Cecilia graduated from there. As for the rest of you, only the impoverished lower class would so proud of the livestreamer here.”

Single Mingle interjected, “The streamer has never even asked for gratification.”

Sacred Heart Medical University Lover commented, “Oh? Just admit it if you’re poor.”

Following these remarks, a cascade of meteors showered across the screen of the live stream, accompanied by twinkling silver lights. Subsequently, a series of shining golden texts appeared.

“Emperor VIP Sir Yarwood bestowed upon Empathy Clinic a stunning meteor shower, with 50 galaxy gifts spontaneously descending!”