The Federal Star Network is divided into several major sections, among which the viewing volume of the treatment system has always been at a peak.

Because if you want to make an appointment for treatment with a therapist, you must first log in to the treatment system and then choose one of the therapists to make an appointment, and then the system will sort them according to the time of appointment.

Each person can only make an appointment every three years, in order to prevent someone from making too many repeated appointments with multiple therapists in order to get in line as soon as possible.

In order to save queuing time, some people will deliberately look for therapists who have just completed registration in the system after the three-year period expires, and then sign up first.

Yuan Qing was a federal soldier who had retired from the border star. He was very lucky. When he was about to be sent to the recuperation star, he received treatment from a therapist and was able to go home to reunite with his wife and children.

But his son was not as lucky as him.

The little guy is only a little over one year old, and he is just out of the breeding barn.But the doctor who examined him regretfully informed Yuan Qing, the parent, that the little guy was born with insufficient antibodies against cosmic radiation, and that cosmic radiation had affected his part of the gene related to perception.

That is to say, from the moment he came out of the incubator, he first had the sense of smell, then the sense of taste, and then the sense of hearing... Slowly, until one day he would lose all perception of this world.

Such pain is no less than letting a person clearly and clearly feel how he has become a living dead.

Fortunately, the little guy is young, he still doesn't understand.

But as a parent, no one wants to put their children through such pain.

Even if other children are troubled by the side effects of radiation, they still have a chance to grow up smoothly.But for Yuan Qing, he can only watch his children grow up and wither day by day as time goes by.

For this reason, Yuanqing and his wife took out all their contribution points and wanted to buy a treatment quota from the black market.But it didn't work.

Anyone who can get to the front row has waited too long, and contribution points are rare, but it also depends on what they are compared with.

Later, Yuanqing began to spend a lot of money to buy various spiritual power attachments similar to inhibitors.It is still nothing.

In addition to paying attention to market information, he now visits the treatment system whenever he has time every day, scrolling down the page vigorously, trying to find new therapists who have registered in the system but not many people have discovered it yet.

He repeated this behavior day after day.

Until today, hard work paid off, and he finally found a therapist who had just registered in the last second before everyone else.

Regardless of the various abnormalities on the therapist's page, he was only depressed for a moment when he couldn't take the initiative to make an appointment, and then he cheered up and sent a private message to the therapist.

It happened that Ning Yuan was fiddling with his communicator at this time.

The little guy was hugged by his mother, and in front of him was the backstage of the treatment system projected from the projector. Ning Yuan pointed to the two big names on the top of the backstage, and looked at Wei Jin: "It's Yuanyuan."

Children who have been in kindergarten for a few days can already recognize their own names.

Wei Jin nodded: "Yes, it's Yuan Yuan."

"What is Yuan Yuan doing here?" The little guy wanted to ask why his name appeared there.

The woman touched his little head: "Because Yuan Yuan is a therapist. Every therapist's name will appear on it. Mom has it too."

After finishing speaking, she explained to the little guy: "Every therapist has his own tasks. But because Yuan Yuan is still a child, he doesn't have to be so strict in completing the tasks."

"Task?"

"Yes." Then Wei Jin told him what a formal therapist would do every day.

When the little guy heard the live broadcast, he thoughtfully picked up the communicator in front of him, and then took a picture of Wei Jin with the communicator: "Mom, pat."

Ning Yuan saw the live broadcast of Vice President Wang once, and he took a picture of himself with a communicator.

After taking pictures of Wei Jin, he pointed the communicator at himself again: "Yuan Yuan also took pictures."

"Well, the baby is so smart." Wei Jin praised generously.

Anyway, she has set the audience mode of the little guy's live broadcast room to blur the sense of hearing, vision, and touch, and only keep the sense of taste and smell. It doesn't matter how Ning Yuan shoots.

It just so happens that the little guy is still by her side, and she can also help watch Ning Yuan's first live broadcast, and if there is something that has not been considered, she can make adjustments.

So I hugged the little doll and taught me how to start the live broadcast again.Ning Yuan has a good memory, and Wei Jin has already set it up for him in advance, so he only needs to click twice, so the little guy learns quickly.

At night, when he remembered that he wanted to make chicken soup for his mother, Ning Yuan looked at the communicator on his wrist, curiously stretched out a little finger and tapped it twice.

Because he didn't know how to turn on the barrage projection, seeing that the communicator hadn't moved for a while, the little guy who was busy making chicken soup put the communicator aside and got busy with his own business again.

Therapist Ning Yuan live broadcast room:

【? ? 】

【Is anyone here?May I ask if I went to the wrong live broadcast room? 】

[Hey, what a big mosaic.How can this mosaic still move! 】

As soon as they entered the live broadcast room, the audience who were almost locked in a small black room were confused by this battle that they had never seen before.

They discussed with each other for a few words, and then reacted for a long time before realizing that it was not the mosaic that came into view that was moving around in various ways, but the therapist himself!

【Hiss, I'm really curious.What is the background of this therapist, that he can even affect the brain? 】

【Intelligent brain is artificial intelligence but not a real person. To affect the intelligent brain, the source code needs to be changed.Even the most powerful family in the central star cannot do it. 】

[So it's still because of strength? 】

[Through this group of mosaics that are so blurred that even the boundaries are not clear, I seem to see a noble soul who is powerful but unmoved by fame and fortune. His (her) figure is so tall and straight, he (her) His steps are so light...]

[The one in front don't go, the rainbow farts are so curly now?Can you shoot against group mosaics? 】

Unlike some ordinary live broadcast rooms, there are very few negative comments in the therapist live broadcast room.Even if one or two of them appear occasionally, they will be immediately deleted by the system staff squatting in the live broadcast room.

Because the ordinary live broadcast is that the anchor is asking the audience, but the therapist live broadcast, it is not called live broadcast, but free clinic.

The little guy who thought the communicator didn't respond had no idea that the audience in the live broadcast room had already started discussing whether he was 1.8 meters or 1.9 meters, and he boiled water while wearing his little protective suit.

Yuan Qing, who also clicked in Ning Yuan as soon as the live broadcast started, looked at the land in the live broadcast room. Although the picture was already very blurry, he still felt a long-lost familiarity.

He was originally in charge of scouting the movement of the Zerg when he was on the edge star, and keen observation is the first element.

After a while, Yuan Qing suddenly realized: Isn't the piece of land that appeared in the live broadcast room the same piece of land that he used to lie on when he took a nap on Planet 01 before!

Those color blocks in the lower right corner of the live broadcast room are the pits left by him when he set up his sword before.

Yuan Qing was able to determine the location of the other party by virtue of his keen observation skills and familiarity with the open space where Ning Yuan was. It is already very difficult.

If it was this kind of experience in an ordinary live broadcast room, they would have quit the live broadcast room long ago.

But because this is the room of the first SS+ level therapist in the history of the Federation, not only will everyone not quit, but the comments on the barrage are posted faster than one.

This therapist's authority is frighteningly high, they cannot take the initiative to make appointments for treatment.But the system didn't say that you can't let the therapist take the initiative to accept their appointment application.

And isn't the barrage in the live broadcast room the best opportunity for them to attract the attention of your therapist?

With everything ready, Ning Yuan stepped onto the small bench with his big spoon.

Studio:

[1.9 meters, this is definitely 1.9 meters up! 】

[Strange, why do I feel that Your Excellency Ning Yuan is much taller than before? 】

[Me too, I felt 1.8 meters just now, but now it suddenly becomes 1.9 meters. 】

Some viewers speculated: [Maybe Your Excellency Ning Yuan was half squatting just now, but now he is standing up again. 】

Someone agreed with the previous guess: [That's right, that's about it. 】

Outside the live broadcast room, the children who stepped on the stool just a little higher than the stove pot skillfully observed the blood foam of the chicken in the pot.

He has come and gone to make a pot of chicken soup many times, but Ning Yuan is still very serious every time he makes it.

The production of chicken soup does not require too many unnecessary materials. As long as the heat is well controlled and the quality of the ingredients is good, a pot of clear but fragrant chicken soup can be stewed.

It is the most suitable recipe for little ones in the absence of various seasonings.

In fact, when the water was boiling just now, Ning Yuan had a small idea in his mind, he wanted to wrap the Cuckoo chicken with leaves and then mud, and then bury it in the soil and roast it.

It's just that he didn't find the leaves he wanted, so he didn't stretch out his little hand and start making mud.

The smell of blanched meat is fishy and unpleasant, which is in stark contrast to the fragrant taste behind.

It's like seeing a rainbow after a storm, you always have to go through some tests.

And the viewers in the live broadcast room are going through such a test.

【What's the smell?No, no, no, I can't take it anymore.Withdrew first. ] After posting this barrage, the viewer who said he was going to withdraw first still stayed in the live broadcast room and did not leave.

[What smell?Doesn't that smell nice?A group of people without perseverance, I like this taste! ] After posting the barrage, the teenager outside the live room silently rolled up two balls of paper and stuffed them into his nose.

[I can't do it either. 】

About half of the viewers on the bullet screen said that they couldn't do it anymore and wanted to quit the live broadcast room.But after sending it back and forth, it can be found that the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room has been increasing, and no one has quit at all.

Finally, it seemed that such tricks had no effect, and the similar barrage disappeared.

Just kidding, how could the withdrawal be really withdrawn.It's just a joke to deceive the little fool.If you post too much and really let the therapist memorize the ID number, then you will shoot yourself in the foot.

At this time, some viewers noticed: [Huh?Why did Your Excellency Ning Yuan become shorter again? 】

[Maybe he squatted down again. 】

Looking at the mosaic that seemed to change from 1.9 meters to 1.8 meters, some viewers reasoned backwards.

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