Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 18: Mental energy channeling successfully completed, but mistakenly identified as a deception.
"what!"

Hong Yuan was still a little taken aback.

"Are you starting the mental energy channeling now?"

Isn't he a scammer?
Hong Yuan's face was full of disbelief. He looked at their chat history again and again. Ming Hua still hadn't clicked to receive payment.

"Yes, isn't that why you came to me for a mental energy cleansing? Now lie down."

Minghua frowned, thinking that Hong Yuan thought her conditions were too poor.

There's nothing we can do about it. She has no money right now, and the Ming family, in order to control her, has only given her the bare minimum, not a single penny more.

Hong Yuan, his face full of questions, was bewildered by Ming Hua's matter-of-fact attitude.
No, how can someone lie so naturally with such shamelessness?

Are you a healer who does mental energy management?
Hong Yuan was preoccupied with his own thoughts, but he obediently lay down as instructed.

Who cares what she does? I'm going to die anyway, my life is worthless, there's nothing to be afraid of.

As Hong Yuan thought this, the figure he created with his mental energy flickered again.

It's like some old-fashioned television set from ancient Earth, with the screen going black from time to time.

Minghua frowned as she looked at him. It seemed she would have to change the pricing. For someone as serious as Hong Yuan, 10,000 yuan was too much of a loss. The price should be doubled.

Thinking this to herself, she stretched out her hand, and as if casting some kind of magic, a warm white light surged from Minghua's palm. The ball of light leaped into Hongyuan's head and disappeared.

Hong Yuan, who had just lay down with his eyes closed, felt everything go black before his eyes and knew that he was probably going to die.

He thought he could accept the passing of life with equanimity, but it turns out there was still a deep sense of resentment. He wanted to live, he wanted to see this world again.

Just as I was feeling regretful and unwilling, a warm current suddenly flowed into my head.

Like a clear, clean stream, the previously restless and turbulent dark spiritual energy instantly calmed down.

Hong Yuan sighed, opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear, and even the holographic image constructed by his mental energy had become much more solid.

Like a tangled ball of yarn, which could only be burned to ashes, it has now been neatly combed out strand by strand.

Hong Yuan felt that his mental energy had never been so light and comfortable. Every person who awakens their mental energy suffers from the torment of mental energy irritability from childhood, until one day they can no longer bear it and die.

Only a healer can alleviate this problem and help them sort it out.

But Hong Yuan could swear that no other healer could achieve what this person in front of him had.

You must understand, this wasn't just a simple case of mental mania; he was so manic that he was on the verge of death, and even the empire's best military doctors couldn't help him, yet this person in front of him managed to do it.

She's definitely not the A-rank healer described in the post, could it be...?

Hong Yuan's breathing quickened. He stood there, his mind reeling from the thoughts that had exploded within him, and his face turned red.

Minghua thought this person was the kind of difficult customer who would cause trouble and try to renege on the payment even after the treatment was completed. She remembered that this person had left a message in the post saying that if he didn't reply for half an hour, it would be a sure way to prove that she was a liar. Could it be that he wanted to take the opportunity to extort her again?

Minghua frowned, secretly preparing to strike at any moment:

"Do you have any more questions?"

"If there are no problems, please reply to the post so that everyone doesn't think I'm a scammer."

"No, no, no, how could you possibly be a liar?" Hong Yuan had already realized what was happening and looked at Ming Hua in a flustered manner.

"A healer as kind, gentle, and compassionate as you is hard to find anywhere else in the entire universe."

"I'll reply right now, I'll reply immediately, please don't be angry." Poor Hong Yuan, a rough and uncultured man, who was busy killing monsters on the battlefield, didn't know how to say anything complimentary.

Now I want to say something to praise Minghua, but I can't find the words.

Especially when I opened the post and saw that row of comments calling Minghua a liar, I was so shocked I almost fell over.

Stealing a glance, Minghua was also looking down as if she were reading a message, and her heart clenched.

He was afraid that Minghua would get angry and stop taking orders altogether. Putting aside everything else, Hong Yuan knew that more people died from mental disturbances each year than from monsters.

Moreover, most healers have bad tempers and are extremely difficult to please.

Hong Yuan panicked even more at this point and hurriedly replied to the post:
Hong Yuan: [It's true, it's true! The little painter is truly a healer; she has already healed me.]

Hong Yuan: [If you need it, hurry up and get in line with her now. Seriously, 10,000 yuan can save your life; you can't even dream of something this good.]

The kind-hearted older brother was the first to jump out and reply. He had been following the post closely, and upon hearing this, he immediately sneered.

A kind-hearted older brother said: "At first, I thought you were a fool who had been scammed, and I even tried to persuade you along with other people."

Helpful older brother: [We didn't expect we'd misjudged you. You're not a fool, you're incredibly shrewd. You're her shill, aren't you?]

The helpful older brother said: "I saw right through your trick."

Hong Yuan, who was always straightforward and never lied, and who had always been honest and direct on the battlefield, had never seen such a scene before, and was completely dumbfounded.

No, what did you see through?

This person is truly a healer!

And he's not just an A-level healer.

Hong Yuan thought of Mingzhu, the only "S"-level healer in the past thousand years on the current main planet of the Empire. Only she could have such strength.

No wonder everyone says Miss Zhu is kind and gentle, like an angel.

Isn't what we're doing now no different from what an angel would do?

These idiots are pushing away a mountain of gold that's right in front of them.

Hong Yuan was so angry that he wanted to just leave without a care in the world, but when the truth came out later, these people would be filled with regret.

However, looking at Minghua who was frowning and coldly observing the comments, Minghua raised her eyes and happened to meet Hong Yuan's gaze.

Despite his ordinary-looking face and lack of expression, Hong Yuan felt a sense of pressure that only he would feel when facing his own marshal.

Damn, these idiots should just die of stupidity.

How lucky I am to have met such a kind-hearted healer as Miss Mingzhu.

He spontaneously found a reason for Minghua to make money by posting: Miss Mingzhu is the empire's only "S"-level healer, born into nobility, and any mental energy cleansing session can cost millions. Moreover, she only does cleansing for nobles, and it is said that she will marry into the royal family in the future.

It must be that Miss Mingzhu couldn't bear to see ordinary people like them suffer from mental chaos and die, so she deliberately concealed her identity in the holographic network.

His good intentions were misunderstood by these ignorant people.

Hong Yuan was filled with a competitive spirit. Miss Mingzhu had saved him, and he absolutely couldn't just stand by and watch her be insulted by these unruly people.

(End of this chapter)