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

[Look at the Yellow Paper Doctor Wen is holding. Isn’t that for tomb-sweeping?]

[I’ve looked at it from the left, the right, above, and below! It looks exactly like the Yellow Paper my family bought a while back. What’s so special about this prize?]

Passerby F saw everyone’s curiosity and felt conflicted. ’Should I talk about this?’

Passerby F: [Don’t worry, everyone. I’ll try it out after I get Doctor Wen’s prize! If it really works, I promise I’ll come back to the stream and tell you guys! I won’t say any more for now. I’ll be back when I have results.]

"There’s no need to worry about me. I don’t care what other people think."

Passerby F: [Well... SIGH! Here’s what happened. My grandpa passed away three years ago. I did dream about him a lot right after he died, but I’ve barely dreamed of him at all in the last few years. But for the past week, I’ve seen him in my dreams every single night. He doesn’t say anything, just stands in front of me, looking really unhappy with me. At first, I didn’t think it was a big deal. They say you dream about what you think about during the day, so maybe I’d been thinking about him and just didn’t remember. I told my dad, and he and my mom said the same thing. But that very night, my dream changed!]

Passerby F: [My grandpa chased me down the road outside our courtyard, hitting me with his cane the whole way! The crucial part is, when I woke up the next day—today—my whole body ached, like I’d actually been beaten up! That’s why I feel like this prize is meant for me! I plan to burn it for my grandpa and leave some offerings, to see if he’ll finally let me off the hook.]

[Damn! That’s a pretty elaborate story he’s spinning!]

[Yeah, it’s obviously a nightmare! There’s a perfectly scientific explanation for it!]

Passerby F: [See! I knew you wouldn’t believe me, but you all insisted I say it!]

[You can’t blame us for not believing it! You didn’t even video call with her this time. How could Doctor Wen know about your psychological issues? It’s clearly not believable!]

[The person above is putting it nicely. To be blunt, this is just a script! But I know Doctor Wen isn’t like that, so Doctor Wen, could you please explain this to everyone?]

Wen Ying read the comments. It was true, she hadn’t connected with Passerby F on a call.

But after resolving the matter with "Career Success" and Zizi, the heavens seemed to have rewarded her with more Merit. Her cultivation had advanced significantly. Just now, when she saw Passerby F’s name, she had been able to see bits and pieces of what had recently happened to him just from his username, without even needing to read his facial features.

However, Wen Ying wasn’t sure how stable this new Skill was. After all, the system wasn’t around, so she had no way to confirm it. Seeing everyone’s questions, Wen Ying just smiled. "A professional psychologist can also infer what’s recently happened to a person just from their nickname and their posts. Of course, this currently requires a bit of a ’knack,’ something like a moment of insight. It doesn’t happen every time." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

[You learn something new every day! Watching Doctor Wen is always a learning experience!]

[Passerby F, my man! You have to come back and tell us what happens!]

"Alright, Passerby F, remember to send me your address in a private message. Time for the next giveaway. If you don’t like my prizes, you don’t have to participate."

As she said this, Wen Ying thought for a moment. ’Using Yellow Paper as a prize... it’s true that a lot of people wouldn’t like it, and I can’t always guarantee the winner will be someone who needs it. But besides Yellow Paper, what else can I even offer as a prize?’

’The system is gone, so I can’t do a proper lottery.’

’The only other things are on the wooden shelves in the clinic, but I’m planning to sell those to people who are fated to have them.’ Thinking this, Wen Ying felt she might be a bit stingy. ’Ah, the limitations of being broke!’

"This time, let’s have a giveaway for a video call slot. The winner can save this slot and use it to call in whenever they need me."

Zhao Yu, who was watching the stream, couldn’t help but call his department. He had a lottery plug-in directly integrated into Wen Ying’s stream room and then sent her a message to let her know.

Wen Ying had been trying to think of a question for the giveaway, but her eyes lit up when she saw the message. "This time, let’s use a prize wheel. Whoever it lands on, wins. The winner can use this slot themselves or trade it freely. I won’t interfere."

Wen Ying was no longer some small-time streamer. Just a moment ago, the number of concurrent viewers in her stream had broken one million!

She was, without a doubt, a top-tier streamer on the Shark platform!

And her stream was now featured in the most prominent spot on the platform’s homepage.

Once a person becomes famous, more and more people will seek them out for help, and there would be no shortage of wealthy individuals among them.

In the future, a single video call with her might become priceless.

After Wen Ying initiated the giveaway, the prize wheel appeared like a pop-up window in the center of the stream. Anyone who wanted to participate just had to click the button to enter.

Wen Ying clicked "Stop," and the winner’s name immediately appeared.

"Congratulations to our patient, Younan Pinming, for winning the slot. All call-in slots for today are now filled. The winner can choose to call in during my next stream."

"That’s all for today’s stream." The moment the words left her mouth, the screen went black.

After locking the clinic door, Wen Ying headed for the mountain on the side of Wenxiang Street. The lush, green trees on the mountain were the result of a reforestation project. At the summit, there was a flat area of about thirty square meters. Wen Ying moved a rock and sat down on the peak.

Fresh air, a deep blue sky, warm sunlight.

Wen Ying closed her eyes, sensing the changes within her body. The Merit she’d gained this time was even greater than before. Although the Spiritual Energy in her body was increasing and her cultivation was advancing, Wen Ying still didn’t dare to act recklessly.

She absorbed it bit by bit, seeking steady progress.

In her past life, she had found an introductory Breathing Technique manual in some ruins. At that time, because she had no Spiritual Energy in her body, she could never break through to the next step. But now, she was achieving success where she had never intended to.

As she practiced her Breathing, Wen Ying, with her eyes closed, could clearly feel the Spiritual Energy in her body flowing along a specific path, while another portion of it surrounded her like specks of starlight.

This wonderful sensation caused Wen Ying to become completely immersed. When she opened her eyes again, the sky was already breaking for dawn.

She hadn’t even felt cold or hungry, yet a whole day had passed.

It was said that the essence of the sun and moon was immensely beneficial to cultivators. In the past, she could never experience it, but this time, she finally understood.

Wen Ying didn’t head down the mountain until seven in the morning.

"Little Ying, where have you been? Your auntie and I were looking for you all night and couldn’t find you. Here’s some breakfast. Take it back and eat."

Uncle Zhang handed the breakfast to Wen Ying, his gaze full of concern.

"I went up the mountain. I guess I was so tired I fell asleep," Wen Ying explained.

"What! How can you sleep on the mountain! You silly girl, you’re too careless! What if something had happened? How would I explain it to your grandmother! You can’t do this again, you hear me? Just last year, a kid got into trouble on that mountain! Next time you disappear like this, your auntie and I are going to have to call the police!"

"I know, Uncle Zhang." After admitting her mistake, Wen Ying returned to the clinic.

After finishing breakfast, Wen Ying drew fifty slips of spirit money in one sitting.

"Doctor Wen—"