Chapter 88

"Your physical condition is the best I've ever seen. As long as you maintain this state, I estimate that in about three months, you will be able to return to the academy to study without any problems."

The doctor from the medical team came early to conduct a physical examination for Jinhantai and, after the examination, told Jinhantai the results with a relaxed expression.

Jinhantai slowly put on his hospital gown and smiled at the doctor, "Is that so? For me, this is indeed a very good piece of news."

Annie stood by Jinhantai's side, and when she heard what the doctor said, a smile appeared on her face. No one cared more about Jinhantai's health than she did.

How could she not be happy to hear the doctor say that?

After a few more words of conversation, the doctor tidied up and prepared to leave. Annie stepped forward to help and then saw the doctor out.

It had been five days since Jinhantai reviewed the financial statements.

Jinhantai slowly put on his hospital gown and sat at the head of his bed.

After Annie saw the doctor off, she returned to Jinhantai and said, "I asked the doctor, and he said you should go out and get some sun and can do some light exercise, as long as you avoid anything too intense."

Hearing this, Jinhantai became excited, "That's great, I feel like my bones are getting weak from staying in bed."

Indeed, although Jinhantai, who had been shot three times, had been saved and was now in the recovery phase, his body after the injury could not compare to his original state.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in a wheelchair for over a month.

Now that the doctor suggested he start exercising, how could Jinhantai possibly object?

He didn't want to be in a wheelchair all day, looking sickly.

After relaying the doctor's instructions, Annie helped Jinhantai sit in the wheelchair, then went to the bed to tidy up the sheets and bedding.

"By the way, William, we have a charity gala the day after tomorrow. The custom-made suit has been delivered. Do you want to try it on?"

Jinhantai, sitting in the wheelchair, nodded, "Sure, bring it over for me to try on later."

Annie, a genuine rich and beautiful lady, a high and cold goddess in the eyes of acquaintances, was now briskly tidying up the bed. If familiar people saw this, they would be shocked.

But looking at Annie's face, there was no sign of reluctance; instead, she seemed quite willing.

After tidying up Jinhantai's bed, Annie walked behind him, pushing the wheelchair to leave the room and head to the dining room for breakfast.

Little Kekexi had already gone out to play with the old rascals after getting up in the morning. Recently, Kekexi had become very close to the old man, Mr. Mac, who had once given her chocolate. She almost clung to the old man every day and could get a lot of treats from Mr. Mac.

Mr. Mac was not a bad person; he was the owner of a large sugar company in California. Due to his age, he had handed over the company to his son to manage.

With a solid background, there was no need to worry about him being a bad person, so Jinhantai was very comfortable letting his daughter go play with Mr. Mac every day.

Besides, with so many people in the rehabilitation center, Mr. Mac wouldn't dare to do anything bad.

Of course, Annie had secretly assigned someone to watch over Kekexi, so there was no need to worry about her safety.

On the way to the dining room, Annie pushed the wheelchair and chatted with Jinhantai. During the conversation, she mentioned something that surprised Jinhantai a bit.

"I heard that recently, the Korean and Chinese communities on the internet have been in conflict, and it seems to involve you. Do you know anything about this?"

What?

Korean and Chinese communities on the internet are fighting, and it involves me?

What is this all about?

Jinhantai was completely confused and didn't understand the situation.

"Annie, what's going on? I haven't been online these days, so I'm not very clear. And what does it have to do with me?"

Seeing Jinhantai's confused look, Annie knew he was genuinely unaware of the situation.

But Annie thought about it and realized that Jinhantai was indeed quite innocent.

She pushed the wheelchair forward and took out Jinhantai's smartphone from her pocket, handing it to him.

"Check Twitter; it's quite lively online."

Jinhantai took the phone and turned on the screen to connect to the internet.

"Tell me what's going on."

Although he was logging into the internet, Jinhantai still wanted to hear Annie explain the situation, as he was completely in the dark.

Since they had nothing else to do, Annie found the situation quite amusing and explained it with a smile.

"To put it simply, the Korean community believes you are Korean, not Chinese, so you should be a Korean youth hero and a source of pride for all Korean Americans.

However, the media has already reported that you are Chinese, which has upset the Chinese community.

This kind of talk first appeared on the internet, and most of the people online are teenagers.

As a result, Chinese and Korean teenagers have been engaging in a verbal battle online over whether you are Korean or Chinese..."

Jinhantai, sitting in the wheelchair, never expected such a debate to be happening online. It seemed so trivial.

Why do the Koreans think I'm one of them?

Oh, right, my name does sound a bit Korean, so it's not surprising they think that.

But I'm a genuine Chinese person, not Korean.

Who says Chinese people can't use 'Xian' and 'Tai' in their names or can't be surnamed 'Jin'?

Is it only the Japanese who use four-character names?

After hearing Annie's brief explanation, Jinhantai looked back at her with a mix of amusement and frustration, his lips twitching, "Really? How can the Koreans think of such things? I told the media I'm Chinese, and they reported it."

Jinhantai couldn't believe that they were still speculating online about something that had already been reported. It was too bizarre.

Annie found the situation quite amusing and said with a smile, "The reasons are complex, and there are many factors. You'll see if you check Twitter. But the Koreans insist you are their compatriot, and their main reason is your name, hehe."

Annie couldn't help but laugh at the end.

It was clear that Annie, who was familiar with the situation, found it quite entertaining.

As Annie laughed, Jinhantai's forehead really showed a black line.

Is it really necessary to be like this?

Jinhantai thought to himself.

At this moment, Jinhantai's hand was already connected to the internet, and he quickly logged into his Twitter account.

Annie watched Jinhantai with a smile, slowly pushing him to the dining room. Along the way, she greeted the passing nurses, doctors, and elderly people in the rehabilitation center, while Jinhantai kept his head down, focused on his phone.

Jinhantai had 30 million followers on Twitter, thanks to the media coverage after the school shooting. Most of his followers were young people.

It's not that there were no adults, but the majority were young, especially girls...

Sure enough, after logging into his account, he found many notifications and a lot of comments on his Twitter feed.

Glancing through them, Jinhantai noticed that most of the comments were asking whether he was Korean or Chinese.

Oh, how annoying.

Among them, of course, were some well-wishing messages from classmates and some flirtatious hints from unknown girls.

Stian Kitty: Please check your private message.

California Spicy Girl: Please check your private message.

New York Sweetheart: Please check your private message.

Jinhantai looked at the private message notifications, which showed 368 people had sent him private messages.

Jinhantai opened the notification bar and found that, based on the usernames, most of the senders were girls.

This made Jinhantai somewhat amused and frustrated.

He clicked on one of the private messages.

When the private message opened, Jinhantai's expression became quite vivid, and his face turned red as his ears heated up.

The private message was from a blonde, blue-eyed white girl, around 16 or 17 years old, who had sent a selfie video.

The video started with the girl wishing him a quick recovery, but after she finished, she unexpectedly lifted her T-shirt... This was something Jinhantai hadn't expected.

The girl continued to speak, saying she had seen his video where he faced the gun and found him very manly, and she seemed to have fallen in love with him...

In short, she hoped to connect with him, become friends, and mentioned that she had a great figure, which was one of her strengths...

Jinhantai closed the video, blushing and feeling a bit shocked by the boldness of European and American girls.

To be honest, this really opened his eyes and made his heart race.

This was different from his previous life, where he was a lonely man and only watched adult content.

Taking a deep breath to calm his heart, he continued to read the comments.

He found that most of the comments were from girls who had sent selfie videos, either fully naked or in skimpy outfits, showing off their youthful bodies and asking to connect.

Jinhantai was truly speechless.

He had to admit that some of the girls had incredible figures and were very attractive.

Golden hair, blue eyes, and an explosive figure.

But he quietly closed the videos, suppressing his excitement and forcing himself to stay calm.

Annie, who had been smiling, noticed the videos when Jinhantai opened the private messages and immediately looked very upset, secretly cursing the girls for being shameless.

Jinhantai didn't notice Annie's mood change, but even if he had, what could he do?

At this point, Jinhantai decided not to read any more private messages.

Based on his estimate, the remaining private messages were probably similar to the first few, so there was no need to read them all.

Jinhantai closed the private message page and entered the regular browsing page.

Jinhantai: "Koreans are shameless. They say you are Korean, but I know you are not. You are the pride of us Chinese. Right? Finally, I want to say, I like you, I am the flame of Kansas."

From the profile picture, this was a Chinese girl, but her bold declaration of love suggested she was probably an American-born Chinese (ABC).

Jinhantai: "Xian Tai Oppa, you are so handsome. Natural handsomeness is the best. You must be Korean, you must be. Korean crispy bones, please contact me, I have a great figure, cute Ying."

This was a girl with a mushroom hairstyle.

Jinhantai: "Today I had a fight with a Korean girl in the school. These shameless girls said that the manly Jin is one of their country's sissies, which I can't tolerate. Big Xian, kk."

This account was also from a Chinese girl.

Jinhantai: "I am from Texas, a high school cheerleader, and I love sports. Please go on a date with me... touch li."

This account was unclear about gender, with a profile picture of two shirtless muscular men.

As Jinhantai read through the comments, he found that most of the commenters were girls, with an equal number of Chinese and Koreans, and some were even insulting each other.

Of course, there were also some funny comments and those who hoped to go on a date or even hook up with him.

Reading these comments, Jinhantai found them both amusing and annoying.

Who do these people think they are, trying to hook up with me?

Do they think I won't know they are men just because they use female accounts?

"Annie, why is this happening? I remember I stated that I am Chinese."

After reading for a while, Jinhantai, feeling frustrated, closed his Twitter and disconnected from the internet. He turned around in the wheelchair and looked at Annie, asking.

Jinhantai was very puzzled and confused about the current situation.

Annie put aside her sour and uncomfortable feelings, thought seriously, and then said, "I'm not sure, but Koreans and Koreans are like that, aren't they? They think the whole universe belongs to them."

Are the Koreans in this timeline also like that?

Hearing this, Jinhantai was stunned.

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