I'm not a drama god

Jinghong Tower.

"What did you say?"

"Mr. Han is here?!"

Upon hearing this news, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Ling's eyes!

“That’s right.” Li Qingshan nodded with equal delight. “We just received news that Mr. Han is a healer who travels between the three realms to treat and save lives. He just arrived in our Cangyun Realm today… He should be nearby now.”

Mr. Han was naturally familiar to Chen Ling. He had almost died in the Tian Shu Realm, and it was the Twilight Society that saved him from the clutches of death.

Later, Chen Ling reached some deals with Mr. Han. After Mr. Han left the Twilight Society, there was no further news... Chen Ling knew that it was because Mr. Han was seriously injured and probably went to a place to recuperate for a while.

its not right……

He was so mentally exhausted that he almost suffered brain death. This should be a semi-permanent injury. How long has it been since then? He has recovered completely.

Although Chen Ling had some doubts, she was mostly overjoyed. After all, the other party was an eighth-level medical god, and they had a good relationship. With him coming to the Hidden Cloud Realm, Kong Baosheng would most likely be saved.

The noise outside Jinghong Tower grew louder and louder. Since Chen Ling entered the Cangyun Realm, the surroundings had been deathly quiet, and she had never heard such lively sounds before.

Chen Ling knew that this was probably because Mr. Han was approaching. He moved like a gust of wind, and with a gentle breeze, he arrived at the second floor of the opera house. He stood behind the wooden railing and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, a large group of figures, groaning and moaning, were surrounding a carriage, slowly moving along the street.

"Mr. Han!! Mr. Han!! Please save my father... he's dying."

"Mr. Han... please take a look at me, the tumor on my neck is so painful! It's been bleeding and oozing pus for the past two days... Mr. Han! Please, please save me!!"

"Cough cough cough... Mr. Han... you can't... just stand by and watch this old man die..."

"Make way! I'll go first! I'm young! I have potential for treatment!"

"Mr. Han, I beg you, even if you can't save me, at least... please save the baby in my womb..."

"..."

As the noise drew closer, the sounds rose and fell clearly into Chen Ling's ears. He stood behind the fence, looking down at the carriage that was almost dragged along by the crowd, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Li Qingshan walked to his side and frowned upon seeing this scene:

"Where are the city defense teams? Why aren't they here to maintain order?"

"Is it possible that they're already maintaining this?" Chen Ling pointed into the distance.

Further away, a dense mass of heads writhed like ants, countless figures screaming and struggling. At their very front, a few city guards formed a human wall, desperately trying to hold back the frenzied crowd…

Even so, all sorts of people broke through the blockade and chased after the carriage along the street, effectively blocking it again.

"Everyone, listen to me!!"

"Please make way! Once Mr. Han arrives at the clinic, you can all line up to see him!"

A young man who looked like Mr. Han's student was standing in front of the carriage, shouting to the crowded people, trying to lead the carriage out of the encirclement.

"Excuse me! I'm really sick! I can move aside, but could you please give me a number from the very front?"

"Dr. Han, Dr. Han, my dad is really not going to make it... Please, have mercy and treat him now! There are too many people outside... I'm afraid we won't be able to get an appointment soon..."

"Young man! Can you guarantee that once we get to the clinic, everyone will be able to get a number to see a doctor?"

Looking at those anxious and pitiful eyes, the young man hesitated.

After much hesitation, he decided not to lie and spoke honestly:

"I'm so sorry, everyone..."

"The teacher's health is not very good right now... so we can only prioritize treating those with mild symptoms."

Hearing this sentence,

Chen Ling, standing on the opera stage, suddenly focused her gaze.

“…Fool.” He sighed softly.

Sure enough, the moment those words were spoken, the people around the carriage were stunned for a moment, and then a sharp explosion immediately followed.

"No... Mr. Han!! How could you just stand by and watch someone die?!"

"Aren't doctors supposed to save lives and heal the wounded?!"

"Did you hear that?! Mr. Han is only treating mild cases!! He doesn't care about the lives of others!!!"

These cries echoed through the streets and reached the ears of the people blocked by the city guards, who immediately went mad... They were so sick, and in this desperate and painful world, they had finally found a god-like doctor who could save them, and they had finally seen a glimmer of hope... Now, that hope was about to be shattered again.

The instinct for survival in everyone's hearts was completely ignited. Faced with life and death, they didn't care about rules or right and wrong. One pushed and shoved another, directly crushing the city guards at the front. Then, like madmen, they trampled on the staggering bodies of those in front and rushed towards the carriage in a mighty procession!

"Don't step on me! Don't step on me!"

"Ouch... Stop stepping on me!! There's someone under my feet!!"

"..."

A chorus of wails rose from beneath the chaotic footsteps, and the scene spiraled completely out of control. The residents, their eyes bloodshot, paid no heed to the lives of others; their only concern seemed to be the lifeline in the carriage. Even knowing there were people beneath their feet, they were forced to move forward in the throng.

The city defense team members who were knocked to the ground by them, as well as the civilians who lost their footing and fell, were already seriously ill and weak. After being trampled on, they died on the spot... Crimson blood spread silently along the street, and the death toll rose wildly amidst the deafening shouts!

"Stop!! Everyone stop!!"

"Anyone who doesn't stop?! Arrest them all!!!"

"Did you hear me?!"

Other city defense team members who rushed to the scene, and some of the Hercules Dragon Screwmen, tried desperately to maintain order. Some of the Dragon Screwmen even started to grab people... But in this life-or-death moment, the people no longer cared about any of that. They all seemed to be possessed and frantically rushed towards the carriage!

Chen Ling looked down and saw a bloody breeze brush past the carriage window. The curtain was slightly lifted, revealing a pale and weak figure.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The figure seemed to want to say something to the young man outside, but the next moment, he started coughing weakly.

The frenzied crowd, like a vast horde of zombies, not only enveloped the carriage but also continued to climb upwards, as if to completely submerge it. The young man who had just spoken was knocked to the ground by the radical crowd, letting out terrified screams.

Upstairs in the opera house, the actress in red sighed softly...

Next second,

His figure vanished into thin air.