The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

real world.

Sang Zhilin got up from the nutrition cabin, sat for a while, and then walked to the kitchen to cook.

Not long after he finished cooking, his phone rang. He answered it. After hanging up, he put on a black suit, took his work bag, and went out.

In reality, he is a psychiatrist, but in name only, he will only make simple inquiries, and more in-depth solutions will be solved by more professional psychiatrists.

The first two days are rest days. You don't have to go to work. If you have any work during the workday, you can go to the office and sit around.

Although Sang Zhilin is a psychiatrist in name only, he is introverted on the surface and looks very safe. Some patients with sensitive hearts like to see a doctor who feels safe. Then Sang Zhilin does the facade, and the actual solution is his. Mother solves it.

Sang Zhilin's mother is a psychiatrist, and her grandfather and grandmother are brain doctors. However, her father likes housekeeping, so he works as a housekeeper for the rich.

With the development of science and technology, brain doctors and psychologists have become popular professions.

Come to the Psychiatric Institute.

There was a nurse assistant standing at the door. When she saw Sang Zhilin, she greeted politely: "Brother Sang."

Sang Zhilin nodded: "Where is my mother?"

"Director Qiao is comforting the patients in the medical room. She told me that if you come, go and sit in her office first."

"Oh."

Sang Zhilin walked to his mother's office.

He pushed the door open and went inside, finding no one. He put down his handbag, sat on the beige sofa, and picked up his cell phone.

He asked someone about Wan Luoxing and someone already answered him.

Cheng Guo: Wan Luoxing seems to be the son of the president of Linying Technology Game Company. I heard that he went abroad the year before last. But why do you ask him?

Jianghulu is the most famous representative product of Linying Technology Game Company.

As Wan Luoxing is the prince behind Jianghu Lu, the planning department will of course give him the best stuff in order to please him.

Sang Zhilin knew about this company, but didn't know about other things. Now that Cheng Guo said this, he could know a little bit about it.

Sang Zhilin: Can you contact him?

Cheng Guo seemed to be online and responded quickly.

Cheng Guo: I know him, but I'm not very familiar with him. He doesn't like to attend our banquets. He heard that he is ill, so we don't dare to invite him casually, for fear that he will make a mistake because of us.

Cheng Guo: I haven’t seen him for more than a year. Why are you asking this late star?

Sang Zhilin: It’s okay, just ask.

Cheng Guo: Just ask?

The other party obviously didn't believe it at all.

Sang Zhilin didn't reply. He clicked on his phone to search for the company. There was a lot of information about the company. Bored netizens even found out that the person behind it was Lin Qi. Her son was called Lin Wan, and his biological father was unknown.

"Lin Wan..."

Sang Zhilin read it out.

'Click'

the door was opened

Sang Zhilin subconsciously turned to look at the door.

Ms. Qiao walked in wearing a white coat with a stethoscope hanging around her neck and closed the door.

Sang Zhilin stood up and shouted to her: "Mom."

"Well, you haven't had such a bad rest these past two days? Are you playing games again?" Ms. Qiao glanced at her son's face and said bluntly.

"Yeah." Sang Zhilin responded.

"Appropriate playing of games can regulate psychological emotions, but excessive playing of games can lead to psychological and emotional instability. You should understand this truth."

"I understand, Mom, why are you so anxious to come to me?" Sang Zhilin didn't want to talk about his own affairs. After admitting it, he quickly changed the subject.

"I'm calling you here to ask you to come and sit in my office for a few days. I'm going on a business trip and won't come back until a week later. During this week, if you don't understand anything, you can learn it from the director next door."

Part of the capital of this psychological company was invested by Ms. Qiao. After her son graduated from psychology, he called her to work with her. However, seeing that Sang Zhilin had just graduated and was not very familiar with the specific practices of this industry, he usually Regarding Buddhism, the simple ones are given to him, and the complicated ones are done by her.

There is always one person who has to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

Sang Zhilin felt that he had to work hard, otherwise he would not be able to get along with Nian Nian in the future, even if he had little savings, he said: "Okay."

"Okay, if you have something to do, don't stay alone in the house. Occasionally, you can go to your grandparents' house for a meal and spend time with them."

"Ah."

Sang Zhilin agreed to what Ms. Qiao said. As for whether he would do it or not, it would depend on the situation.

After Ms. Qiao finished giving some instructions, she picked up her work bag and went out.

Sang Zhilin was the only one in the office.

Sang Zhilin was sitting in his mother's office chair. The documents on the desktop were crooked and messy. It makes me want to clean it up.

He took them down and put them away one by one.

He picked up the documents that were sorted at the bottom of the desktop and was just about to put them away when he was attracted by the sticky notes on the documents.

The note was filled with: Lin Wan.

He put this document aside and put the documents against the wall. Then he sat down and opened the document.

In the game world.

[System] Congratulations to "Chao Wan Nian Nian" for defeating "Lark King" and entering the 86th place on the list.

When Lin defeated the fifth player in his later years, he still had half of his HP.

During the beating, I suffered a lot of injuries, but it was enjoyable.

In his later years, Lin replenished his health pack and returned to the gang to rest.

When I first came back, I almost fell asleep as soon as I sat on the sofa.

He realized something was wrong and quickly shouted 077: "Dahuang, why do I feel a little weak?"

Upon hearing this, 077 quickly checked his situation. This check was so frightening that the wasp was completely blackmailed: "Dear host, why did you go? The blood volume is only 2% short."

"Ah? Didn't I replenish my blood?" Lin was stunned. 0

077 asked meaningfully: "When you talk about replenishing blood, do you mean replenishing blood through practice or replenishing blood through deficiency?"

Lin was weak in his later years, and his brain was a little hard to use: "What's real and weak? Of course I am...fuck, isn't it? I can only recover by being like Sang Zhilin?"

"Yes, that's right. Dear host, don't forget that you have the ability to fake the real thing. Other players replenish your blood, thinking that you have recovered blood, but your actual blood volume is only so much. If the succubus wants to recover blood, it can only It sucks the player's blood as its own supplement."

Listening to the system's words in his later years, Lin couldn't help but look up at the sky: "Sang Zhilin is offline now. I can't wait for him..." As he spoke, he gradually fell silent and looked up at Lin Bai, who was taking care of the Black Ice Beast.

"Is Lin Bai a player?"

"No, why do you want to find other players to smoke? Do things like that?" 077 said, the more he looked at Lin's eyes in his later years, it seemed to be saying, 'I never expected you to be such a host.'

Lin ignored its look in his later years: "Is there no other way besides that?"

077 opened the strawberry phone: "That's it for now, but there may be other ways to complete a task."

"Okay." Lin looked up at the ceiling in his later years: "Then I can only stay in the gang and wait for Sang Zhilin to come online."

"This is indeed the case at the moment. Dear host, if your blood volume is gone, the system will directly determine that the mission has failed, because your identity is an NPC and you will not appear at the resurrection point in the online game world."

"Then will I appear at the refresh point?" Lin asked with an idea in his later years.

"Do you think it's possible?" 077 asked back.

Lin continued to lie down in his old age, tilting his head and closing his eyes to sleep.

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small theater

There were too many things in bed, and Sangsang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Sang Sang: Can we agree on three rules in terms of sex every year? Twice a week?

Every year: What?

Sangsang was defeated.