Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

[Xu Jiali is the realest! Yep, that’s her alright!]

[If Xie Fu Yao and Jiang Beibei saw this, would they burst into tears? HAHAHAHAHAHA]

The cameraman also thought, ’This girl really dares to say anything!’

He heard in his earpiece that hundreds of thousands of people were watching their show.

Which meant hundreds of thousands of people had just heard what Xu Jiali said.

These celebrities, big and small, usually just put on an act on shows. Even if they were mortal enemies in real life, they would still be all smiles on camera, acting like best buddies or the closest of sisters.

But Xu Jiali, apparently, was a cautionary tale.

It was hard to say if being like this was a good thing or a bad thing.

If this was all scripted, it would be one thing. But if it wasn’t, then in the eyes of industry insiders, she was a disobedient artist. And an artist with no background or backing who didn’t play by the rules would never get a chance to make it big.

No agency liked a rebellious artist who wouldn’t follow the company’s arrangements.

Xu Jiali’s authenticity was a highlight in the eyes of netizens, but a flaw in these circles.

After speaking her mind, Xu Jiali got back to work, pulling at vines and plucking leaves.

She seemed to be getting much more familiar with the process.

But just as she let her guard down, suddenly—RRRIP—

Xu Jiali couldn’t help but frown. "That kind of hurts."

Xu Jiali pulled her hand back. ’Great,’ she thought, ’did I break the skin?’

’No, did something cut my finger?’

Blood started to seep out, bit by bit.

Seeing this, the cameraman grew anxious. "Jiali, are you okay? Should I call the production team to bring over the first-aid kit?"

Xu Jiali frowned and shook her head. "No need. I just wasn’t paying attention and something on the vine scraped me. It’ll be fine in a bit."

But it really did hurt.

Xu Jiali frowned, looking around. She had nothing to disinfect or bandage it with.

Remembering what Song Jiayan had said, Xu Jiali looked down at her short-sleeved shirt.

’Am I supposed to rip a piece off my shirt?’

"Jiali, are you okay?"

Hearing Wen Ying’s voice, Xu Jiali felt like her savior had arrived.

"Sister Yingying, I think I cut my finger."

[Miss Xu is so cute! She’s totally acting spoiled for Doctor Wen, right?]

[When I was little and wanted my mom’s sympathy, I was just like this. The moment I saw my mom, I’d suddenly feel like the most wronged person in the world, hahaha!]

[Am I sensing a strange new ship? Doctor Wen and Miss Xu?]

[I’m a fan of this family ship too! Bros, don’t forget Little Song! We can’t let Little Song think his mama doesn’t want him anymore!]

[Little Song probably never expected he’d gain a mama and a sister just by joining a variety show, right?]

[If you ask me, Doctor Wen got the raw end of the deal. She joins a variety show and ends up with a son and a daughter. I’m dying!]

Wen Ying walked over quickly and took hold of Xu Jiali’s finger.

The cut was very noticeable, and blood was still slowly seeping out.

"Don’t cry. Does it hurt a little?" Wen Ying instinctively blew on the wound.

Then she took something out of her pants pocket and pressed it onto Xu Jiali’s wound.

"This is for disinfecting and stopping the bleeding. I happened to bring a little with me. Didn’t think it would come in handy."

Xu Jiali nodded, her eyes glistening with tears.

She hadn’t felt this upset initially, but for some reason, the moment she saw Wen Ying, she felt her emotions start to overflow.

It was just... she really wanted to be cared for by Sister Wen Ying.

[Eyes peeled! Did Doctor Wen just pull out a weed or a leaf?]

[It looked like one to me, too. But from what Doctor Wen said, it’s medicine? A medicinal herb? Does she just randomly stuff herbs that disinfect and stop bleeding into her pants pocket?]

[Honestly, I’m studying Traditional Chinese Medicine, but I couldn’t identify that little leaf Doctor Wen just took out. I even called my grandpa over to look, and he didn’t recognize it either. And my grandpa’s been a TCM doctor his whole life.]

[So it’s just a weed? Not a hemostatic herb at all? Would Doctor Wen really do that to Xu Jiali? Is that even possible?]

[Why wouldn’t it be possible? Some people will do anything to get famous, even turn on their own family! And it’s not like Xu Jiali is even related to her! I’m not a hater, I just can’t stand how Wen Ying is treating someone else’s injury so lightly!]

[Wow, even haters’ arguments are getting so sophisticated these days? I still only trust Doctor Wen! Please, hater, continue your performance.]

[Fine, don’t believe it. I find you keyboard warriors hilarious. You only believe what you want to believe and don’t bother seeking the truth! You can’t see the forest for the trees!]

[Hey, you! The commenter above! Come on, expose your user ID. Next time Doctor Wen is live, we’ll let her take a look at you, and then we’ll believe you!]

[You’re all defending Doctor Wen, so you must be her fans. You think I’m stupid enough to walk into the lion’s den and let her do a reading for me? Then it would just be whatever she says, goes!]

But then, the thoughts of these people—haters or not—were voiced aloud by the cameraman!

"Doctor Wen, was that a medicinal herb just now? Can it really disinfect and stop bleeding?"

Director Wen and his team were staring at the screen. When they saw one of their own men ask this, they all turned their gazes to Director Wen.

"Why are you all looking at me?"

"Old Hu really doesn’t know how to save face for the guests. But since it’s all to make the show more popular, you’re not angry, are you, Director?"

Director Wen gave them a strange look. "Why would I be angry? It’s good that he asked. Otherwise, too many people wouldn’t know how amazing Doctor Wen is!"

Director Wen seemed smug, as if he knew some inside information.

"Director, are you saying this wasn’t a script you gave her privately?"

"Nonsense! Besides, when have I ever given Doctor Wen a private script? Is that what all of you think?"

Director Wen’s gaze swept across the staff members. ’Well, I’ll be,’ he thought, ’they actually all thought so.’

They lowered their heads in shame.

"Forget it, it’s useless talking to you all. You just need to know this: Doctor Wen is incredible. Whatever Doctor Wen says is the absolute truth, and whatever she does is what she’s supposed to do!"

A few staff members exchanged glances, thinking only that the director was truly in deep.

’Has the director been poisoned by a toxin called ’Being Charmed by Doctor Wen’?’

...

Hearing the cameraman’s question, Wen Ying just smiled. "It’s just a folk remedy. Nothing worth mentioning."

"Sister Yingying, I don’t think it hurts anymore." Xu Jiali wasn’t about to let Doctor Wen be low-key. She felt Sister Yingying shouldn’t be so modest.

"It worked that well?" The cameraman was a little stunned.

Xu Jiali didn’t hesitate, holding her finger right up to the camera.

It was perfectly clear on camera. Where she had been cut and bleeding just moments ago, there was now only a faint red mark.

"It really doesn’t hurt anymore! Sister Yingying’s medical skills are just magical! If any of you ever need help, you should go see Sister Yingying~"

Wen Ying burst out laughing. "Then do you even know what kind of doctor I am?"

"A psychologist, I know!" Xu Jiali declared confidently, then her face suddenly turned red.