Wen Ying thought for a moment. "Actually, our rich-kid patient isn't really a scumbag."
Having been flamed to the verge of tears, "I'm Not a Rich Kid" looked touched upon hearing Wen Ying's words. He clasped his fists together toward the camera in a gesture of thanks.
"The Chacha that our rich-kid patient likes is, in fact, Chacha. But at the same time, she isn't."
"Doctor Wen, what do you mean by that?"
"I'm Not a Rich Kid" looked at Wen Ying, confused.
"To be precise, the Chacha you first met was indeed the Chacha you encountered online. But one month after you got to know each other, she was no longer the Chacha you knew. You should remember that it was only after you'd known each other for a month that you two developed that 'soul connection,' right? That was a day worth commemorating."
[If it's not Chacha, then who is it? Did this livestream just turn into a mind-bending suspense thriller?]
"I'm Not a Rich Kid" nodded vigorously at her words. He remembered that day!
