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

Chapter 65 The Newcomer Has a Serious Illness
Hahaha~
The sound came from the Bull's Head Mystery. When Brother Zhong looked over, he saw the little brat who had called him a bad guy lying on the gate, grinning smugly at him.

Zhong had a strange feeling that his fall was related to this little brat!

But he has no evidence.

This bull's head stuff is really weird!

So he wisely chose to rest well and go to the psychology ward during the live stream!

We must save face!

The image in front of fans must not change!

"Anchor Song, is he one of your staff members?"

Brother Zhong remembered something: some netizens said that this fortune-telling livestreamer employed child labor!
That's illegal!

"He's still a child, why isn't he in school and instead working here? Are you employing child laborers, anchor?"

Brother Zhong stared intently at Song Zhizhi, and the camera was also focused on Song Zhizhi.

As expected, the live stream chat erupted in discussion about this matter once again.

“Child labor?” Song Zhizhi blinked. “He’s older than me, how could he be a child laborer? You think he’s a child because he’s short? Don’t you know there’s a disease in this world…”

He didn't finish his sentence; he needed to think about it himself.

Sure enough, Brother Zhong was a little surprised when he heard this. The child didn't look like a dwarf at all!

"You're not trying to see someone's ID, are you?" Song Zhizhi looked at him speechlessly. Her expression was clearly visible in the live stream. "Why do you have to rub salt into other people's wounds? Do you think a big streamer like you became famous by hurting others?"

Song Zhizhi's words struck a chord with Brother Zhong. He did indeed have this idea, but before he could voice it, Song Zhizhi blocked his path!
I glanced at the live stream, and sure enough—
There are so many pitiful people like this in the world. Even if we can't bring them warmth, let's not hurt them, okay?

[Brother Zhong isn't that kind of person, we believe in Brother Zhong!]

[Oh, so he's an adult. It's a pity he'll always be this tall; it must be hard for him to find a job. The streamer is such a kind person, actually providing them with work.]

[I remember the streamer saying that was her younger brother, right? If he's older than her, why would she say he's her younger brother?]

Looking at the live stream, Song Zhizhi said, "I didn't want to reveal his identity. I wanted others to think he was a normal person, but I didn't expect this streamer to... so I had to reveal his true identity."

Brother Zhong: ...

Damn it, it's my fault again.

If this continues, will everyone be able to shoulder all the blame?
"I'm sorry, I really don't know. If needed, I can help him find a job!" Brother Zhong quickly tried to salvage his image; he couldn't let fans accuse him of bullying a disabled person!

"Then I'll thank you on his behalf."

"You're welcome. If there's nothing else, I'll go participate in the Psychological Chamber instance right now!"

Brother Zhong quickly scanned the QR code for two hundred yuan, and didn't forget to instruct his assistant, "Xiao Li, you have to stick close to me this time, understand?"

The assistant followed with a bitter expression.

Song Zhizhi was a little excited, wondering what Brother Zhong thought of the Psychology Department!

Standing at the entrance of the psychology ward, Brother Zhong glanced around to make sure that the little brat hadn't followed him.

Running into him is bad luck!

The creaking sound was the door opening automatically.

The door was made of iron, and when it moved, it made a sound like an iron chain dragging on the ground, which naturally made people feel uncomfortable.

But the brave Brother Zhong didn't hesitate and stepped inside.

The assistant followed him inside.

Once inside, the door was locked, and the once quiet clinic suddenly became lively.

"Newcomer! Newcomer!"

"Hehehe, this is going to be interesting!" Although no one could be seen, many of these kinds of sounds could be heard.

This made Brother Zhong panic for a moment!

There's clearly no one there, so where are these sounds coming from?
It doesn't look like something coming from an electronic product at all!
"Newcomer! What are you standing there for!" As the voice appeared, an old man in a hospital gown appeared before them.

He walks in a strange, unsteady manner.

He appeared in front of Brother Zhong very quickly. Brother Zhong frowned. Why did this old man have a strong smell of burning incense on him?

Snapped!
The old man slapped Brother Zhong across the face. "What are you standing there for? Don't you know the rules here?"

Brother Zhong was a little confused. "What rules?"

"Hahaha! I don't know either, are you stupid!"

Brother Zhong felt that this place was not a clinic, but more like a mental hospital!
But why was he slapped, while his assistant wasn't?
The old man laughed and ran away.

"Hehehe~ That idiot got beaten up by grandpa~" Suddenly, a child appeared not far away, hands on hips, laughing, "Idiot, idiot, idiot!"

"It's the silly one's turn to clean today! So happy!" The child spun around happily.

Brother Zhong turned to his assistant, "You pull him over here! I refuse to believe they'll continue their charade!"

But the assistant was pale and trembling uncontrollably, and did not react to Zhong Ge's words.

When Brother Zhong saw his assistant acting like that, he raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

Unexpectedly, the assistant shouted, "Help! Spare me! I'm not mentally ill! Waaah, I want to leave!"

Brother Zhong frowned. What the hell is going on?

Taking my salary to act as an inside agent for the enemy?
I'll fire you as soon as you get out!

But the assistant was crouching on the ground, clutching his head and wailing in pain. He couldn't bring the child to his senses, so he could only walk towards the child himself and ask, "Little brat, are you a little brat or a dwarf?"

Surely Song Zhizhi can't hire all dwarfs, right?
The child didn't answer him, but continued to giggle.

"Hehehehe, this is so much fun! You have to play with us! After we're done playing, we can have dinner!"

Zhong Ge approached the child and reached out his hand to check him over.

But the little brat was very slippery and escaped from Brother Zhong's control in an instant. Then, six men dressed in hospital gowns appeared in front of Brother Zhong.

"The quality of this new recruit is terrible! How could it be such a piece of trash! I could twist his head off with one hand!"

Zhong felt a chill run down his spine.

Before he could run, his arms and legs were grabbed, and he was lifted up.

"Let's play first. We can only eat after we're done playing. It's such a hassle!"

The other two idle men seemed not to have seen Brother Zhong's assistant and followed them into the corridor!

Zhong felt a chill run down his spine. "Let me go! I came here to have fun, not to participate in your cosplay! Let me go right now!"

Snapped!
A resounding slap silenced Brother Zhong.

"This new recruit has a serious mental illness. Let Dr. Huang take a look. Otherwise, it would be too smelly for him to die here!"

Ah!
Brother Zhong is going crazy!
What does mental illness have to do with death?
And why were you allowed to hit me!
I'm not sick!

But Brother Zhong was carried through a door and tied to a hospital bed.

"Are you the new patient?"

Before me stood a man with a horse-like face, whose name tag read: Dr. Huang.

(End of this chapter)