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In a simply built studio, the host A-Mei stood in the middle holding a microphone and following the shooting process.

Ye Zhiyu was waiting for the photo shoot backstage, and the staff passing by all cast curious eyes on Ye Zhiyu.

It seems to be saying: How come they have no impression of such a good artist?

The artists not far away will also be watching Ye Zhiyu.

In this era, there are no fan circles, no high pay, and artists are also workers who have to listen to the program team and the organizers.

After all, it’s not uncommon for artists to be threatened by gangsters knocking on their doors before filming a movie.

Soon, A-Mei started to CUE the artists to come on stage.

It must be said that some of the artists who had no expression on their faces or lifeless eyes backstage seemed to become completely different people when they came on stage.

Ye Zhiyu sighed, "He is indeed an artist."

If it were her, she wouldn't come out to switch between the two modes freely.

"As everyone knows, today is the third anniversary of the launch of our Celebrity Clinic, so we have invited a special doctor to the clinic today. Now, we invite today's doctor to come on stage!"

As soon as A-Mei's voice fell, Ye Zhiyu walked into the studio.

I couldn’t help but think in my heart: Aren’t there rehearsals in the future?

Why isn't it here?

Are Hong Kong stars this generation so good at variety shows? They are not afraid of accidents on the show!

Despite her thoughts, Ye Zhiyu still stood in front of the consultation table that belonged to her. "Hello everyone, I am the one-day doctor in today's clinic, Ye Zhiyu."

Ye Zhiyu, wearing a white coat, introduced himself and sat in his seat.

The host A-Mei couldn't help but look at Ye Zhiyu again.

It’s not that he hasn’t seen Ye Zhiyu before. The last time he saw Ye Zhiyu was during the Miss Hong Kong selection. He was very optimistic about Ye Zhiyu at the time and was thinking about communicating with the company to sign her.

Unexpectedly, an accident occurred later, causing her to withdraw from the competition.

I still remember that the last time I saw her, she was still a timid little girl. Now when I see her again, she seems to have been reborn. Facing so many cameras, she can sit in her seat very calmly.

"Don't think that our doctor Xiao Ye's medical skills are not sophisticated enough just because she is young. She is a genuine Chinese medicine practitioner with a medical qualification certificate." Amie said with a smile to the audience who were whispering and questioning Ye Zhiyu's skills.

After hearing this, the audience's questioning voices quieted down a little.

Ye Zhiyu had anticipated this before he came. Before leaving, he even had his fortune told. There would be some twists and turns in the middle, but overall it would be good.

Well, his business under the overpass will become very good in the future.

Save some money and maybe you can open a small shop.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiyu's eyes curved. He put the pulse pillow in front of him and waited for the first patient to come forward.

The first patient is Yue Gan, the winner of this year’s Golden Melody Awards.

He was wearing a black and red plaid shirt, had a middle-parted mushroom-shaped haircut, had a cute baby face, and looked very energetic. "Doctor Xiao Ye, I have been suffering from insomnia recently. I often dream about my dead friends. Last night I even dreamed that my grandfather came back."

Because of the name of the show, Ye Zhiyu’s role in the variety show is a doctor.

But the theme is metaphysics, so the rough script that the artists received was to tell true and false stories about metaphysics.

"My grandfather said his house was leaking, and he called me an unfilial descendant. I refused to burn money for him, and he gave me two scalps in my dream."

"Look, right here, it's all swollen."

As Yue Gan spoke, he pulled the hair on his head aside to show Ye Zhiyu.

Don't be fooled by his delicate looks and cute movements, he is actually being weird on purpose.

Because of his superior looks, no one laughed out loud. Some women even whispered, "Wow, so cute!"

Ye Zhiyu looked at the head that kept moving towards her and slapped him down.

"Okay, okay, I see how much your grandfather loves you. Come closer and I'll give you a loving blow, too."

Maybe his head was really hurting, and when he heard that Ye Zhiyu was going to hit him on the head, he immediately sat back in his seat and didn't give Ye Zhiyu the chance to hit him on the head.

Ye Zhiyu just said that, and raised his chin slightly to him, "Put your left hand on the pulse pillow."

Yue Gan placed his right hand on the pulse pillow.

"You can't tell left from right?"

"Sorry, I'm a little nervous."

Ah-Mei walked between the two with the microphone in hand, looked at Ye Zhiyu, then at Yue Gan, and finally set her eyes on Ye Zhiyu's hand that was checking Yue Gan's pulse, "Doctor Ye, does Yue Gan's grandfather have any unspeakable problems?"

Ye Zhiyu, who was closing his eyes and preparing to open his third eye, replied to Amie.

"I haven't finished checking whether his grandfather has any urgent matters, but your grandfather must have some urgent matters. His butt has been eaten by a nest of rats. You can contact the Feng Shui master to relocate your grandfather's grave."

Ye Zhiyu’s words left Amie stunned.

He quickly put his microphone aside and pushed Yue Gan aside, "It seems that my symptoms are more urgent. Please respect the elderly and love the young. I will take a look first."

Yue Gan: “?” Didn’t we agree that he would be the first to see it?

A-Mei didn’t know how powerful Ye Zhiyu was, he only knew that he had to create a hot topic for the show.

So, he made an attempt to snatch it from Yue Gan.

Ye Zhiyu slapped Ah Mei's hand away, "I don't need you to take your pulse. I can tell with just one glance. Don't you think your coccyx is hurting recently? Your neck and back are often sore, as if something is pressing on them."

A-Mei was just being funny and didn't take Ye Zhiyu's words to heart.

As a result, the more Ye Zhiyu talked, the more it resembled what had happened to him in the past few days, and he had to face Ye Zhiyu.

"Oh, your left foot must be hurting recently. Your grandfather had a problem with his left foot when he was alive, right?" Ye Zhiyu was still sitting on the chair, treating Yue Gan with his eyes closed, but what he said was to A-Mei.

Ah-Mei's hand holding the microphone trembled, hiding the shock in her heart, "How did you know that?"

There was unconscious respect in his voice.

The audience who were whispering now turned their eyes to Ye Zhiyu. They could see that A-Mei's attitude was changing.

It turns out that she was right.

"Where did you invite this Taoist priest?"

"I don't know, but I heard that he was setting up a stall under the Tsim Sha Tsui flyover."

"Looks like he's quite capable."

"I know her. Doesn't she have some unclear relationship with the criminal police in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

In this era, the Internet was not well developed, and citizens got their daily news by reading newspapers. Therefore, Ye Zhiyu's "gossip" was indeed spread among the citizens in a small circle.

There's nothing you can do about it. This pretty girl is so beautiful that everyone who sees her would want to take a second look.

The audience was talking about Ye Zhiyu, and A-Mei on the stage was asking about the diagnosis and prescription Ye Zhiyu gave him.

"His grandfather is still young. Can you prescribe medicine for me first?"