Chapter 1533: Chapter 1533: Explosive Popularity
Lin Heihu’s livestream this time was quite successful—if you don’t look at the number of viewers.
The old man’s interactions with his family were a big hit, especially with a few rarely-seen younger relatives showing up, which really delighted him.
He kept going on about how good his condition was now and how it’s getting even better. He didn’t praise the caregiving center much, but just spoke about the results, which turned out to be a live advertisement.
Some family members felt typing was slow and wanted to connect with the old man, but Lin Heihu refused, “My livestream doesn’t allow connections.”
So, someone wondered, who is this streamer that’s so cool?
Another relative of the old man asked how the streamer could be livestreaming from inside the caregiving center?
Lin Heihu, with a straight face, started spouting nonsense, saying he’s Director Li of the caregiving center’s male confidant and feels this place deserves a lot of publicity. Cancer is not an absolute terminal illness, and our country is working hard to tackle it.
“…So I think streaming here is very positive and meaningful, and it can also help facilitate communication between patients and families; why not do it?”
Initially, there were just comments flying by, and gradually, donations started appearing, with amounts steadily increasing. Of course, most people did this for the old man’s sake; as for the white coat with sunglasses and a mask—who cares who he is?
The old man’s grandson donated, so his granddaughter couldn’t just stand by, right? Once the grandchildren donated, shouldn’t the son or daughter show some consideration? Also… the old man’s employees couldn’t just ignore this, right?
There was someone named “Five Sons-in-law” who directly donated ten Rockets and then mentioned Lin Heihu, “Keep it up, streamer, and have the old man visit the livestream more often, thanks.”
Although he said “thanks,” the real meaning was—keep my Mount Tai appearing frequently, and we won’t let you work hard for nothing.
Lin Heihu dryly laughed twice, “I’m doing livestream as a hobby. There are many patients here, and when it will be the old man’s turn next is really uncertain.”
An ID “Zhang Laosi” directly sent a bullet screen, “Bro, check your private chat, everything can be discussed.”
This family isn’t incredibly wealthy, but they are basically millionaires, with Old Four’s fortune nearing a hundred million. Privately slipping this little streamer tens of thousands isn’t really a big deal.
Zhang Laosi felt that bribing the other party with gift donations, which would incur platform fees, wasn’t very cost-effective—he wasn’t planning to make the other famous, so a private transfer was more suitable.
When entering the livestream room, he was in a provincial meeting, feeling very bored but unable to leave, so he wore a Bluetooth headset to watch his dad, taking the chance to show his filial piety—this society is really convenient now.
His fifth brother-in-law faced the same scenario, but it was at the company headquarters meeting, also making him drowsy.
Seeing the streamer switched the screen directly, he couldn’t help but mumble, “Damn.”
As luck would have it, the leader’s speech paused right there, making his voice stand out for the whole conference hall to hear.
Everyone looked toward him, and the leader hesitated, spoke expressionlessly, “Wang, you have something to say?”
The fifth brother-in-law was stunned for a moment, raised his mobile phone, smiled bitterly and said, “Father-in-law has cancer, and they are streaming the treatment over there… shouldn’t be distracted during a meeting, but the wife asked me to keep an eye.”
“Oh, well, pay attention to the order of the venue,” the leader nodded calmly. Since his family had terminal cancer patients, a little distraction here could be understandable, and he wouldn’t fuss over it.
“Hmm?” The big leader raised his eyebrows, “Your father-in-law has had late-stage lung cancer for a while, right?”
“Isn’t it almost cured?” The fifth brother-in-law displayed a “crying while laughing” expression, “The wife had me donate ten Rockets.”
“Huh?” The big leader was completely surprised, “Late-stage lung cancer… can it really be cured?”
The speaking leader helplessly glanced at his own superior.
“Uh… talk about this after the meeting,” the fifth brother-in-law responded with a wry smile, “I’ll focus on the meeting.”
The big leader sat for another five minutes but was really unable to stay put, so he got up and walked out, giving a sign to the fifth son-in-law.
Engineer Wang had just been scolded by the leader, so he definitely couldn’t play on his mobile phone again but saw the boss’s hint.
Understanding the message, he quietly stood up and left the venue.
“Have a cigarette,” the big leader outside the venue took out a box of cigarettes and offered him one. After he lit the leader’s cigarette, only then did the leader take a deep puff and casually ask, “So… cancer can actually be cured?”
“That place can,” Engineer Wang lit his own cigarette and answered carefully, “The chances aren’t small, boss, you are…”
“Curious, just asking,” the big leader replied unperturbed, “Just tell me.”
The truth is: he had a lover whose mother has cancer, who recently kept asking him to help find someone for treatment.
He had indeed asked around to find hospitals and famous doctors, but the treatment wasn’t very effective. The woman originally hoped to change their status but now doesn’t ask anymore, saying she won’t bring up such unrealistic requests if he can cure her mother.
This request made the big leader feel a bit uneasy—I really have looked for people, but there’s nothing I can do.
The woman said, “You have so many subordinates, so many classmates and friends, can’t you ask them more?”
What the hell… can I dare to ask? The big leader understands too well, as long as he lets slip any suggestion, there will definitely be people rushing to help him find connections and inquire about the patient’s situation.
The key issue is, if that’s the case, the old hag at home will find out.
So he can only secretly keep it in mind. He has a couple who do the dirty work for him, and they’ve already done their best. It’s really no choice.
Today, after hearing the news from Engineer Wang, he thought… I can ask around.
The son-in-law recounted the events once again. Anyway, the big leader knows that his father-in-law is a well-connected businessman, so he mainly talked about the uniqueness and awesomeness of Luohua and emphasized that it’s not only costly to go there for treatment but also requires obedience.
Most importantly, you have to queue!
The big leader nodded slightly, “How do you line up, where do you register?”
Engineer Wang looked at the boss suspiciously and shared his family’s experience with lining up, “…We lined up at Wudang Mountain and waited for three months. But if you want to line up, you can go to Magu Mountain’s Daoist Temple. It’s said to be easier to line up there, Maoshan works too.”
“What do you mean by I have to line up?” The big boss frowned, “Don’t go around spouting nonsense, understand?”
“I understand,” Engineer Wang nodded incessantly, glancing at the cigarette in the boss’s hand, then at the boss’s lungs, cautiously speaking, “I definitely won’t spread this news. Boss, are you… about to advance soon?”
“You have quite the imagination,” the big leader laughed angrily—your father-in-law has lung cancer, does that mean I will too?
But for him, having such misconceptions doesn’t matter. He spoke seriously, “At the unit, I’ve only asked you. Your sister-in-law and others don’t know… If you dare to spout nonsense, consider the consequences.”
“How could I dare?” Engineer Wang immediately responded with a smiling face, “I just have a craving for a cigarette, stepped out of the meeting room for a smoke.”
He doesn’t want to spread it, but among so many people attending the meeting, who doesn’t know a few cancer patients?
As soon as the meeting ended, these people dared to ask him directly—where can one cure cancer?
Engineer Wang has already consulted the boss, knowing the boss doesn’t mind promoting the place, so he started spreading the word.
This demonstrates that Lin Heihu’s live stream does have a positive impact on Luohua’s reputation.
Actually, it’s not just the positive impact of promotion. During the elderly man’s live stream, many patients started gathering to watch.
Fifteen minutes into the stream, there were already patients moving to the side, quietly asking if they could also be streamed.
“No,” Li Nansheng refused outright, “It’s you who refused them, they need dignity too.”
Actually, she was trying to leave a chance for the old lady, but in the end, though the old lady kept watching the stream, she hesitated for a moment, shook her head, and refused—she cared too much about her image.
She could miss her loved ones deeply but would never let others see her decline.
She refused aloud, and others immediately became eager, “Assistant Li… I want to stream.”
“What assistant? The young beauty is a deputy director… Director Li, why not stream me?”
Alright, once people realized that during live streaming, they could communicate with family at home, those image and privacy rights were thrown behind—those rights really aren’t that important.
Li Nansheng then consulted again with Lin Heihu—they have many people regretting it, could they maybe stream them too?
Lin Heihu indicated: Streaming is possible, but each person gets a maximum of fifteen minutes. You should contact their family in advance.
As for the current stream that has gone over twenty minutes? I’ll continue streaming a bit longer.
Anyway, the first pioneer got half an hour of streaming time, while those afterward got up to fifteen minutes—some streamed for just five to six minutes and had pretty much said everything.
Among them, some had few visitors, while others hadn’t expected so many visitors all at once, finishing all their words in a few minutes—if people visited separately, he could talk several times, but they came all at once…
This highlights the benefits of live streaming. How many visitors can squeeze into a ward? How many can crowd into a streaming room?
Of course, some stubbornly insisted on not streaming, like a once-overly assertive woman, even more resolute than that old lady—She would only accept a glorious return and never allow anyone to see her past misery.
But such people are the minority; most with normal temperaments still prefer to communicate more with the outside world.
In the end, it was a young woman who streamed, she talked endlessly with her only seven-year-old daughter for over forty minutes.
Those waiting behind were anxious enough to curse, but… no one had the heart to interrupt her; all were cancer patients who understood what kind of anguish a child would endure.
So someone proactively sought Lin Heihu, “Hey buddy, coming again tomorrow?”