The fortune teller's accuracy caused a sensation online, and even the government took notice.

Chapter 34 Even a tiger won't eat its cubs.
The men in hats waiting under the Ferris wheel also clearly heard what the man said, and more and more people were drawn into the conversation.

The men in hats looked serious.

[Scum! They're all scum! Everyone in this hospital is scum! Worse than pigs and dogs!]

[So much insider trading, people are sentenced to death before they're even dead, and they're even buying and selling organs!]

[Uncle Hat, arrest them all! Don't let any of them escape! And what about that organization he mentioned that was dealing with them?]

Life is already hard enough for everyone, and yet these beasts are still eyeing our money and organs all the time!

Suddenly, the man felt a bright light before his eyes, and all the pain in his body disappeared.

He opened his eyes and found that he had no wounds on his body!

The hands and feet are still there, and the mouth, nose, ears and eyes are still there too!
The body is also there!

So was that just a nightmare?

But when he turned around and saw Uncle Hat, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, crying, "I...I...it has nothing to do with me! I was just talking nonsense!"

As the men in hats led the man away, they looked at Song Zhizhi with complicated expressions. "Ms. Song, you must stay healthy. You've helped us a bit these past few times and we'll get some rewards. I'll call you then. Also..."

Uncle Hat paused for a moment, then said, "Take care of yourself. You can contact us if you need anything."

"Do you have money?" Song Zhizhi stared at the man in the hat with her bright eyes.

Uncle Hat suddenly laughed, "Yes, don't worry, I'll contact you. You should develop your amusement park as soon as possible, and we'll all come and support you when it's ready."

After the hat-wearing uncles left, the little cow got off the Ferris wheel with an innocent look on his face.

"Sister, it's not my fault, I just scared him."

Unexpectedly, Song Zhizhi smiled and patted the little cow's head, "You did a great job! You did an excellent job!"

"I want to eat that bubble gum from last time!" Little Niu's eyes sparkled with joy.

So, it was the child who scared that scumbag, which is why he exposed them?

I'm curious how the kid managed to scare that scumbag so badly he wet himself. Is it really that effective?

[Doing something so meritorious, and the reward is just a piece of bubble gum? Is the streamer abusing a child?!]

Little did anyone know that at that moment, Song Zhizhi felt a sharp pain in her heart, liver, spleen, and lungs upon hearing the sound of bubble gum!
That's 1888!
And there was only one piece of bubble gum in the package. No, yesterday she stuffed the compressed bread into Qiangqiang's mouth, but when she was hungry, she also grabbed a small compressed bread.

So is it possible that the snacks in the gift pack are duplicates?

"I don't know if I still have any bubble gum. Let me look for it. If I find some, I'll give it to you. If not, I'll give you something else to eat, okay?"

The calf tilted its head back and happily agreed.

[What's wrong with the streamer? Won't you give the kids a single piece of bubble gum? Give me your address, I'll buy a whole bag!]

Why didn't Uncle Hat ask the child anything when he was here?

[I clearly stated that the streamer employed child labor when I reported him!] Haters started jumping up and down.

Song Zhizhi happened to see this comment, and she felt somewhat helpless.

Should we tell... about the calf?

However, their playground is not yet completed, so the calf cannot be taken away.

If they want to have a voice, they must wait until the amusement park develops and the power of the calf is unleashed!

Song Zhizhi was aware of this. She didn't answer Xiao Niu's question, "A lot happened today, and I'm still shaken, so there's only one fortune-telling slot available today."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a tip arrived.

Immediately after making the donation, click to join the live stream.

Song Zhizhi connected and saw a woman on the screen who looked very wealthy. She was crying and said that her child had a terminal illness and that she had already spent more than a million yuan but still couldn't be cured. She wanted the host to see if her child's terminal illness was also a fake diagnosis by the hospital to swindle money!

Those watching the live stream felt deeply saddened by the woman's words.

[Waaaaah, why do children have to suffer like this? Why can't all the bad people in the world be given terminal illnesses?!]

Song Zhizhi looked at the child undergoing chemotherapy in the camera lens, remained silent for a moment, and then shook her head.

"Sorry, I can't help you."

"Why? Aren't you a master? I can pay, I can pay a lot!"

As the woman spoke, she tipped 100,000 yuan!
Seeing the money made Song Zhizhi feel even worse.

"Tongtong, is it really not possible?"

[Sorry, host, the system is not a savior.]

Song Zhizhi wasn't upset because of money.

"I'm sorry, I'll refund you all the money you tipped me that I can keep."

[If you can help, please do! Can you really bear to see such a young child suffer like this?]

[Host, aren't you a master? You even gave away children, so you can definitely handle something as simple as this, right?]

[Streamer, are you just going to stand by and watch us die? Are you no longer the streamer we used to love?]

[Hey haters upstairs, get lost! If you can cure terminal illnesses, why don't you do it yourself? Why are you morally blackmailing the streamer? Does the streamer not deserve to stream if they can't help? Doesn't deserve to earn money? Doesn't deserve to live?]

Upon seeing this, the woman became even more agitated. "Name your price! I'd be willing to pay millions or even tens of millions if it could cure me! You're so kind, you wouldn't just stand by and watch me die, would you?"

Song Zhizhi's remaining sympathy completely vanished.

"Don't you and your husband know why your son turned out this way? Why are you trying to morally blackmail me? Am I a god? Let me reiterate, I'm just a livestreamer who can read faces!"

"What do you mean, host? I just wanted your help. How dare you slander me and my husband? If you wanted to slander us and say you could cure my son, then go ahead and slander us. But now you're not willing, so why are you saying all this!"

The woman was very angry.

"Heh, you have the nerve to come here and whine about your grievances?"

"What do you mean?" The woman frowned at Song Zhizhi, just a young live streamer.

"Your son is like this because of you and your husband, don't you know that?"

"You're talking nonsense, do you want to lose your job?"

The viewers in the live stream were completely confused. The plot had taken a turn, but in a way that left them scratching their heads!
"What did you and your husband do to your son in order to make more money? What kind of person did you raise him into? Are you sure you didn't know or participate all these years? How did your son get cancer? You sacrificed him to make hundreds of millions for the two of you, aren't you satisfied? Do you still want to continue to profit from human suffering?"

It has to be said that Song Zhizhi's words caused the woman's expression to change drastically!
"You ignorant little streamer, I'm reporting you! Just wait until you can't make a living and starve to death! You're spreading rumors about my whole family just to make money! My son is my lifeblood! I've already spent millions on his medical treatment, and all our relatives and friends know that!"

"Really? It's the kind where you can split the profits, you know?"

(End of this chapter)