Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

After becoming an anchor for a long time, Chen Yu has seen all kinds of people.

Among one hundred people, there are at least one hundred and one personalities.

Chen Yu makes no comment on the values ​​of middle-aged women.

There are laws to deal with what she did.

Looking at his wife who was hysterical and almost crazy, she showed mixed emotions in her short life.

To tell whether he hates this woman or not.

The answer is yes.

But after all, a couple's love lasts for one night.

Seeing my wife in this state, I felt a little overwhelmed in just a few short years of my life.

Immediately, I paid 10,000 yuan for diagnosis and treatment without saying a word in just a few autumns of my life.

Choose to end the continuous wheat session and calm down alone.

"Watch Dr. Chen's live broadcast and savor the taste of life."

“It’s not about the taste of life, it’s about the diversity of species.”

"This kind of selfish woman is not worthy of being called a mother."

"Dr. Chen, can you tell us in advance when your next broadcast will be?"

Water friends immediately remembered that it seemed that the three-game winning streak was over.

Chen Yu smiled lightly and said: "Of course it will be the next broadcast. Goodbye, water friends."

After the words fell, a line of subtitles appeared on the screen.

The anchor has downloaded the broadcast.

It's around eight o'clock in the evening, which is the time when the Huyu platform has the most active traffic.

Chen Yu's withdrawal at this time made many water friends who had just come online feel disappointed.

After glancing in the direction of the door, Chen Yu walked to the water dispenser and poured himself a glass of water.

The next second, a man's voice came from outside the door.

"Excuse me, are you still open?"

"Please come in."

Chen Yu turned around and said.

Immediately afterwards, a wheelchair was pushed in from the outside.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a boy who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old and had an expressionless face.

The man pushing the wheelchair is in his forties, with a depressed expression and a hint of hope.

"Are you Dr. Chen?"

The man forced a smile and asked Chen Yu's identity.

"it's me."

Chen Yu nodded, looked at the boy in the wheelchair, and said, "You should be a family member of the patient, right?"

"Dr. Chen, please save my son!"

"Others say you have great powers. You can definitely cure my son's disease, right?"

After confirming that it was Chen Yu in front of him, the middle-aged man suddenly became excited.

Letting go of the hand pushing the wheelchair, the middle-aged man came to Chen Yu in a few steps, making a gesture of kneeling down.

Chen Yu put on a serious face and said, "This patient's family member, you made a mistake."

"This is a psychological clinic, not a Taoist temple. There is no need to kneel down and kowtow."

"If you insist on kneeling, please take the patient out and hire someone else."

The middle-aged man hurriedly explained: "Dr. Chen, don't get me wrong, I..."

"You don't have to say it, I understand how you feel."

"Your son has been ill for a long time, and you are worried every day and don't think about food or food. As a doctor, I can understand the mood of the patient's family."

"This is a place for medical treatment. You pay and I treat the patients. There is no need to kneel down and kowtow."

"I will do my best to help you. Please sit down first."

Chen Yu thought to himself that it was a good time.

The opportunity is ripe for breakthrough.

"Thank you Dr. Chen."

The middle-aged man sat awkwardly on a chair nearby.

Chen Yu handed the filled glass of water to the middle-aged man's hand and said, "Drink a glass of water first to calm down. If you have anything to say, speak slowly."

"Thank you, thank you Dr. Chen."

The middle-aged man drank the water in the glass in one go.

Later, the middle-aged man began to introduce himself to his family.

The man's name is Zhao Shandong, and the boy in the wheelchair is his son Zhao Yong.

After the death of his wife, the father and son depended on each other.

Zhao Yong is Zhao Shandong's lifeblood.

Ever since his son contracted a strange disease, Zhao Shandong has not thought about food or tea.

Every day I took my son to seek medical advice, pray to gods and worship Buddha.

I just ask God to bless my son and make him recover as soon as possible.

I went to countless hospitals, but no one could diagnose what disease my son was suffering from.

I heard from neighbors that Chen Yu on the next street is not an ordinary person.

He is called a psychiatrist, but he actually has great powers.

Diseases that are not treatable in hospitals may not be treated well here by Chen Yu.

Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "So, we are still neighbors."

Zhao Shandong said with a smile on his face: "Like you, Dr. Chen, I am a businessman who opens a shop nearby."

"Our family runs an antique shop. As long as you can cure my son's strange disease, you can choose any antiques in the store."

"If you don't like antiques, just give me a price and I'll give you whatever you want."

"Even if it costs me everything, I won't hesitate."

Zhao Shandong has repeatedly stated that he does not care about money.

As long as his son returns to normal, he will give him money if he wants it, and give him antiques if he wants them.

"Mr. Zhao, don't be so excited. This is a formal medical institution. The prices are clearly marked. We won't ask for high prices, let alone open your mouth."

Chen Yu said slowly: "The diagnosis and treatment fee plus the treatment fee are a total of 10,000."

"Please pay first."

After saying that, Chen Yu turned sideways and revealed the payment code on his desk.

"I'll pay now."

Zhao Yong has been ill for more than a month, and Zhao Shandong has thought of all the solutions he should think of.

All have no effect.

After learning that Chen Yu had magical powers, Zhao Shandong came to seek help with the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Zhao Shandong didn't care at all for a mere ten thousand yuan.

If even Chen Yu can't do anything, he can only say that his son's fate should be like this.

After paying the fee, Zhao Shandong couldn't wait to ask: "Dr. Chen, what strange disease does my son have?"

Chen Yu asked back: "Your son's accident happened forty-five days ago, right?"

"You are a god!"

Zhao Shandong was surprised and complimented Chen Yu.

In terms of time, Chen Yu was right.

Zhao Yong did indeed suffer from a strange illness on the forty-fifth day.

At this moment, Zhao Shandong trusted Chen Yu a little more.

Being able to tell the date so accurately, one day is no more and one day is less.

To have supernatural powers is to have supernatural powers.

My son is saved this time!

Chen Yu continued: "Before this, your son had never been sick."

"I haven't even had a headache or a cold since I was a kid. Am I right?"

"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right."

Zhao Shandong nodded like he was pecking at rice.

Two words come to mind, Niubi.

My son was heavier than other babies when he was born.

She has a cute appearance with a tiger head and a tiger brain.

As healthy as a calf.

It was also because of this that Zhao Shandong became worried when his son suddenly became seriously ill.

For more than ten years, my son has not suffered from any disease.

Why are you so sick this time?

Every day I feel silly and stupid, like a vegetative person.

Not to mention normal actions, not even words.

It is equivalent to losing all ability to take care of oneself.

"Dr. Chen, what on earth is going on?"

"Even if the disease comes like a mountain, there will be no trace at all."

"For my son's illness, I took him to all major hospitals across the province."

Speaking of this, Zhao Shandong's eyes gradually turned red. (End of chapter)