Need money?
The second actor was amused.
Look, where can you find money these days?
Following Shura means you'll go hungry three times a day. Just surviving is a miracle, let alone making money.
"I have no money."
Ying Er was straightforward and earnestly reasoned with the other party. He knew that Xiaoyao had always been a supreme person who valued reason.
"I don't have money to pay for the medicine, so I can't get treatment. That's reasonable, isn't it?"
"Um."
Xiaoyao nodded and continued.
"You can ask your guardian for it."
Shadow Two was almost in despair. "Then go ahead and search!"
Aren't you my guardian?
Go ask yourself for your medical expenses!
Xiaoyao continued, "Your guardian doesn't have any money either."
Shadow 2: ......
The owner of Wanwu Pavilion, Xiaoyao, is the third-generation strongest human being. He is at the very pinnacle of power, wealth, and status.
You say you have no money?
Shadow Two didn't know what to say.
"Then... I have no money, and my guardian has no money either, so... we're just going to give up on treatment?"
Ying Er wished he could kneel down and kowtow to Xiaoyao.
He even started trying to establish kinship ties and looking through family genealogies.
"Look, my dad and Nightmare became sworn brothers back then, and he wanted me to recognize Nightmare as my godfather. Although I didn't officially recognize him, he's at least half a godfather!"
I have schizophrenia, so it's not an exaggeration to say I have two demons!
2 times 0.5, that makes me equal to one of Nightmare's adopted sons...
To be fair, Shadow 2's arithmetic was indeed flawless.
Shadow Two, who claims to be the adopted son of Nightmare, eventually finds himself back in the body of the Taoist priest.
"Nightmare is Shura's eldest brother, and you are Shura's third brother, so aren't you the same as my third uncle?"
Third Uncle, let's not get treatment anymore, let's go home...
The wicked woman muttered under her breath, "Shouldn't it be Third Uncle?"
The bad man panicked, "I'm already mentally collapsing!"
"wrong."
Xiaoyao shook his head and began to explain his reasoning.
“I am your guardian, and I believe you need medical treatment.”
“I am your attending physician. You are indeed insane and need medication.”
"I don't have the money to pay for the medicine, so..."
Finally, Xiaoyao came to a reasonable conclusion:
"I should earn money to pay for your medicine."
Shadow 2: ......
He's so meticulous, I'm so happy!
Fortunately, Shadow Two was already insane, and he felt that what Xiaoyao said made sense, so he had no choice but to follow the other's line of thought.
"Third Uncle, you'd better make money quickly!"
Xiaoyao shook his head. "Being a doctor doesn't make money."
Shadow Two was stunned. "Why?"
Look at the supreme seed Shura. Although he hasn't become a supreme being yet, he has already surpassed the supreme being in terms of making money!
With Shura's personality, he can make money no matter what he does.
Ying Er guesses that even if Xiaoyao doesn't use his other abilities, he should be a very strong doctor, so why doesn't he make money?
Xiaoyao patiently explained,
“They’re not sick, they don’t need treatment. Only by getting treatment can they have money.”
Shadow Two understood.
"So they all get free medical care, and I'm the one paying?"
Xiaoyao did not answer, but was thinking.
He felt he needed to ask someone else.
Since the Shadow Two in front of us is a madman, what he says is definitely useless.
Xiaoyao walked out of the ward, randomly picked someone, and asked,
"What if being a doctor doesn't make money?"
The man said irritably.
"What can we do? What else can we do but change careers?"
Xiaoyao seemed to be deep in thought.
He walked back to the ward, looked at Shadow Two, and said earnestly,
"I can't be a psychiatrist until I've earned enough money for your medication."
Thank God, thank God!
Master Ying was about to cry.
"Third Uncle, you can earn the money slowly, my illness isn't urgent."
He even offered his own explanation.
"Look, I've been crazy for years, and I'm still alive and kicking!"
Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
"The patient is in a stable and optimistic mood, which is very good. Keep it up."
Shadow 2: ......
In any case, Shadow Two felt that he was finally free.
Once Xiaoyao leaves, even as an ordinary demon, Ying Er will have a way to escape this mental hospital.
Or you could just stay here!
Anyway, he's the only patient here.
The entire mental hospital is there to take care of him alone. How could that be considered a great blessing?
As long as I'm not by Xiaoyao's side, I'll say whatever I want!
Shadow Two was genuinely scared.
The overwhelming pressure emanating from the supreme being, Xiaoyao, is simply too strong.
You can never guess what He will do next.
An unstable and carefree life is the greatest hidden danger to the world.
After Xiaoyao finished speaking, he turned and left the ward.
Shadow Master was happy for less than five minutes when someone else walked in.
He saw Xiaoyao, dressed in a Taoist robe, standing in front of him, followed by several nurses who came forward to help him untie the restraints.
"What are you doing? Tie me up! Am I crazy?! I have official proof..."
As he spoke, Master Ying pulled out more than a thousand mental illness assessment reports from his pocket. These blank sheets of paper were piled up like a small mountain, and no one else even glanced at them.
A kind-hearted older woman explained on his behalf.
"Shadow Two, right? Your third uncle helped you with your discharge procedures. Your third uncle has had a tough time; he even quit his job to take care of you..."
Shadow 2: ......
Before leaving, the old lady didn't forget to give Ying Er some advice.
"Listen to your third uncle, he won't harm you!"
Shadow Two was on the verge of tears.
He might not want to listen, but does he have the ability to do so?
After leaving the mental hospital, Ying Er followed closely behind Xiao Yao and timidly asked,
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