Godly Auxiliary System

The news had already spread to the internet, and Weibo, which was a popular news website, had become a hot topic every day.    

"Divine riche in Fighting Shrimp Platform, you're actually rewarding over a million in ten minutes!"    

"A new storm is brewing in the live broadcast world. The Fighting Shrimp will probably change hands."    

"Berserk Sky Explosion!" "For the sake of …"    

A video that lasted half an hour was uploaded to the internet. After watching the video, the netizens were shocked. The scene of a hundred superfire flying at once nearly blinded their eyes.    

"F * ck, isn't this too savage!?"    

"A tycoon is a tycoon."    

"I finished reading it from the beginning to the end. This tycoon was simply disturbed by others just to listen to the song. The two of them spent half an hour doing it with presents …"    

"This is too f * cking amazing, taking money just doesn't count as money!"    

"How could a normal person use money like that if he suspects that it's hype."    

"..."    

On Weibo.    

"Over a million bounties in ten minutes!"    

Written by a sociological expert:    

"Mental deficiency and future troubles arising from the huge amount of rewards"    

"In today's society, there are still a lot of people who don't have enough to eat or wear. However, the huge amount of bounty rewards on the internet frequently appears. The live broadcast platform is amassing a lot of money, and the netizens spend a lot of money just for the sake of vanity and stimulation.    

"I hope that the netizens do not take pride in this, and like to play the role of dog, dog, and horse. When we are spending money, we can think more about the children in the poor mountain areas, and think about the people at the grassroots level who are unable to eat their fill or warm their clothes …"    

Online comments:    

"A tricky angle."    

"Right, right, the expert is right. Why don't you lead the way and donate thirty to fifty thousand to him!"    

"The people who gave them rewards used their own money. How could they be morally kidnapped like that?"    

"I think what that expert said makes a lot of sense. If I had a million, I would definitely donate a 500,000 to him. I'm the most caring person here."    

"Upstairs, why don't you give me fifty dollars first."    

"Fifty dollars? "No, no!"    

"Why not? "Don't you have the most love?"    

"Because I really have fifty dollars! "Haha!"    

"..."    

Whether it was going to school or work, many people had the habit of watching live broadcasts in their spare time. The comments online were extremely popular, but the most interesting thing was still the identity of the "Singing God", but no one knew the answer to this riddle.    

Ye Lee was not clear about these comments on the internet, but even if he knew, he would just laugh it off. If people knew, then his peaceful life would probably end …    

At this time, in a certain office of the Chinese Medical Hospital.    

There was a young man lying on the luxurious sickbed, and beside the sickbed were all the experts and professors of the hospital, including many top orthopedic experts like Elder Qiao.    

From the looks of it, the situation was very troublesome. A group of experts carefully examined the patient in the bed from head to toe. After learning the specific symptoms, they didn't know what to do.    

"After watching for so long, why don't you guys say something? I spent so much money to invite you experts over, and I'm just here to enjoy the show?" Ah, do you still have a cure for my son's illness? A middle-aged man with an impatient tone said to a group of experts. He had the temperament of someone who had been in a high position for many years.    

The group of experts' expressions immediately changed. They were normally the ones with the most authority in this area, so who would dare to point fingers and point fingers on a patient's face? However, this middle-aged man's identity was extraordinary, otherwise, they wouldn't have gathered here.    

The hospital's president was very anxious, he could only smile apologetically, "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, the diagnosis will take time. Perhaps the experts already have a plan …"    

After saying that, the dean shot a glance at the experts, his intentions clear. Get the experts to come up with a plan, otherwise this matter would not be resolved easily.    

Some of them pretended to be looking at the results of the inspection while others pretended to be deep in thought. Some of them simply turned their eyes away, but no one replied.    

This was not a good answer.    

They had already examined this illness just now, and it was truly troublesome. No one present was confident of being able to treat it. Even if it was, there was no guarantee of what would happen after.    

"Elder Qiao, you are the best when it comes to orthopedic nerves. Say something." The dean cast his gaze over. The most authoritative person here was the Elder Qiao.    

Elder Qiao had his own pride and straightforwardly stated his diagnosis: "Looking at the current situation, if you want to recover your noble young master's body, you will have to undergo surgery. However, the success rate is not more than thirty percent.    

When the experts heard this, they all secretly nodded their heads in their hearts. They had the same diagnosis as Elder Qiao, but they had no clue as to how to cure him, but Elder Qiao actually already had a solution, and the success rate was even as high as 30%.    

"Amputation!"    

The face of the young man on the sickbed turned pale, and his voice changed as he shouted in fear, "Insolent doctor! You are all quacks! Dad, I don't want to be a cripple! Quickly spend your money and get a better expert to come over. I don't want this group of quack doctors to treat me! "    

When the experts heard this, they all frowned.    

Even the Elder Qiao's face sank when he heard this. Insolent doctor? He had never been called like this in his life as a doctor. If it wasn't for the dean, he would have already left!    

The middle-aged man's face was downcast and did not say a word. This result was obviously not acceptable to him, but he also knew that the experts that could stand here were definitely not some quack doctor. They were the best doctors that could be invited in the city.    

The dean felt a headache and could not help but say, "Mr. Zhou, the risk of surgery is too great. Why don't we try healing him?"    

"No need." If recovery treatment is effective, Zhou Boyan did not need to put in so much effort, he sighed, and spoke with a slightly relaxed tone: "The experts here, are all authorities in this area, I hope that Hai Han can take care of any disrespect, I only have this one son, if there really is a way to cure him, I will definitely report it in the future."    

His words had completely put down his dignity and was more sincere. There was also the sadness and helplessness of a father.    

All of the experts present raised their eyes. Being able to treat her was naturally the best. The reward would definitely be great, but none of them had the confidence to do so.    

Only Elder Qiao looked at the sickbed and pondered for a moment before suddenly saying, "With my medical skills, I already do not have any better methods. However, I do know of a person who might have a way."    

When he said that, all the experts present were stunned. What Elder Qiao meant was that there was someone else in the city who was more skilled than him?    

Zhou Boyan was even more surprised and asked: "Who?!"