I, a psychiatrist, see through fate is reasonable, right?

Chapter 24 Xiaoying, is someone monitoring?

I'm not a rich second generation suddenly sober.

But I still sent a red envelope to 666, "This is the last thing I can give you, I hope you can be a good person in the future."

After finishing speaking, I am not a rich second generation, and deleted and blocked in front of tens of thousands of netizens.

I have to say that people's brain circuits are always strange. At least ordinary people will yell at them when they are cheated, let alone give money, I am afraid they will get back what they gave before!

"Thank you, Doctor Wen. After your enlightenment, I feel that I am much better now! My business is over, so I won't waste Dr. Wen's time. Friends in the live broadcast room, everyone will see you again."

I'm not a rich second generation, so I quickly cut off the connection.

Wen Ying looked at more than 4 people in the live broadcast room, "This is the end of today's live broadcast, see you next time."

[? ? ?Just kidding!There are more than 4 people in the live broadcast room. Instead of striking while the iron is hot, you downloaded it instead? ? ? 】

[Doctor Wen is indeed a man of integrity!Not for this traffic! 】

[Cut, isn't this a trick to get caught? 】

But these, Wen Ying didn't know, the live broadcast room instantly became a black screen when she said to download the broadcast.

Wen Ying sat on a chair, listening to the reputation value reported by the system, and was a little confused for a while.

It was [-] before, but now it has increased to [-] in just one day?

"Didn't it mean that there is a mall in the system? Why haven't I seen it after my reputation is worth [-]?"

Wen Ying didn't see the lottery turntable during the [-] prestige prize draw before, but now that the prestige is [-], the system still wants to be lazy?
[Host, are you really a novice? 】

The system is really puzzled by Wenying's operation.

The novice hosts of other people's systems are trembling and want to curry favor with the system all the time, but why is this host like a big boss?
[The host needs to spend [-] reputation points to open the mall, the reputation points have been deducted, and the mall is successfully opened. 】

"..."

It seems that I didn't ask her again, so I decided to open it myself!

Wen Ying saw that she only had [-] reputation points left, so she had to think twice before deciding to speak to the system next time!

The mall is a page similar to a shelf, Wen Ying can only see three shelves, and there are bags one by one on the shelves.

The rest of the pages are all dusty, obviously not meeting the opening conditions.

"Little Ying, have you eaten yet?"

The sudden voice made Wen Ying withdraw from the sea of ​​consciousness instantly.

In front of her was a familiar face. This was the first neighbor Uncle Zhang she saw after inheriting the psychological clinic.

Uncle Zhang's face was full of smiles.

“Haven't had time to eat”

The smile on Uncle Zhang's face immediately disappeared, "What time is it? Why don't you know how to take care of your body? Look, you don't have a place to cook here, why don't you go home and have a meal with Uncle Zhang? "

Wen Ying refused with a smile, and Uncle Zhang looked at her a little disappointed.

"You child, if your grandma knows that I didn't take care of you, she will definitely blame me down there."

"..."

Wen Ying was a little ashamed when she said this, when Uncle Zhang asked her to get grandma's talisman paper, Wen Ying could clearly see the emotion.

Even if you take care of them, you won't call someone to eat at home when you only meet once or twice.

This attitude now shows that he knows that the talisman paper he gave is real!
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry! My grandma has always taught me to be independent, and she will be happy only if I support myself."

Seeing that Uncle Zhang was about to speak again, Wen Ying immediately changed the subject.

"Uncle Zhang, you are in good condition today, it must be because my psychotherapy has taken effect~"

Wen Ying smiled and looked at Uncle Zhang in front of her.

Uncle Zhang only felt that a mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out. He discovered all of this, so why not use psychological therapy?
"Xiaoying, you keep saying that you are a psychiatrist, are you being monitored?" Uncle Zhang looked outside and asked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)