PUBG Nightmare Player System

Ye Lang quickly picked up his phone and clicked on the Weibo of the person who first spread the news.

After comparing the person on the panel with the person's avatar on Weibo, they are indeed very similar to the same person, with a 90% similarity.

Ye Lang unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth after seeing this, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, but others could not see the expression on his face.

Ye Lang: Sure enough, there really is such a person. I want to see what you can do to spread such a rumor about me on the Internet.

Ye Lang returned to the front desk again.

"Sir, have you decided to book a doctor's appointment?"

Ye Lang nodded, "You can specify which doctor to book, right?"

"That's right, sir, please fill in this information first. If you are available during your reservation, we will notify you in advance."

Ye Lang looked at the piece of paper handed over by the waiter, on which he needed to fill in a lot of information.

"Do I need to fill in all of these?"

"Yes, sir, just fill in the information above."

Ye Lang nodded, picked up the pen next to him, and without hesitation wrote in the column above his name, Ye Nan, and in the column for the doctor in the hospital, he wrote the name of the person on Weibo. .

Ye Lang: Anyway, you wouldn't look up a patient's real name. I want to see how you can tell that I have depression!

Ye Lang returned the filled-in form to the front desk clerk.

"I'm sorry, sir. Dr. Li has a lot of patients recently. There are still many people making appointments with him. It may take a long time. How about you find another doctor?"

Ye Lang: Just kidding! I came here today just for him. How could I change him? If I hadn't wanted to see what kind of person he was, how could I have spent this wasted money.

"No, I can wait. I heard from my friends that Dr. Li here is pretty good at treating patients."

"Yes, sir, you are a famous person here. Every year, the patients who have been treated by him will come to see him and give you some gifts."

Ye Lang saw that the front desk clerk almost had a look of admiration on his face when he mentioned that doctor.

I became even more curious about this doctor.

Ye Lang: It turns out that he is a famous person in the field of psychiatrists. No wonder many people believe him after he casually posts a few words on the Internet.

Ye Lang sat on a chair, picked up a newspaper and read it.

After Ye Lang waited there for a long time, his number still hadn't arrived. Ye Lang almost fell asleep while sitting there.

"Hello, how long will it take before I can see Dr. Li?"

"Hello, sir, there are five people waiting behind Dr. Li. By the time it's your turn, it will probably be time to get off work. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

According to Ye Lang's calculations, it would take at least an hour to two hours for everyone to get in. Calculating this way, it was indeed time for him to get off work. Ye Lang looked at the old bag in his hand. That little ticket.

"Then what I have done today will be ineffective."

"No, sir, ours here is different from other psychological consultation rooms. The number you registered here today can still be used tomorrow, and it will be arranged at the front."

Ye Lang: Oh, this is quite humane, not bad.

So Ye Lang went home first, planning to wait until the next day to come back.

As soon as Ye Lang walked out of the psychological counseling hospital, he always felt as if someone was watching him around him.

Ye Lang's first feeling was that paparazzi were following him, so he seemed to look around, especially in some hidden places, to see if there was anyone there.

After looking around, he didn't find anyone suspicious. Ye Lang thought he was worrying too much, so he went back without paying much attention.

Ye Lang had just returned home and was looking at his phone as usual.

After playing for a while, the Weibo system reminded him that there was new gossip, and the title was "Ye Lang really has depression."

After Ye Lang saw this title, he jumped up from his chair.

"Wow, what the hell is this? Why didn't I know I had depression? You all know it!"

Ye Lang knew at a glance that someone must have been filming the hospital he just came out of, and his feeling just now must be correct.

Ye Lang clicked on that hot search, and indeed the picture on it was from that hospital where he came out, and there was also a short video of him looking around to see if anyone was around.

And the person who couldn't post it actually explained in the video, "Because I was afraid of being seen, I looked around in a panic to see if there were any paparazzi around? Then I quickly drove home."

Ye Lang laughed in disbelief, "Huh, sure enough the paparazzi is different. He can write scripts, so why should he be a paparazzi?"

After the photo was taken this time, netizens became more convinced that she suffered from depression, and began to post various worries and blessings in the comment area.

Ye Lang became even more angry when he saw the netizens being fooled by them.

Ye Lang: I must go again tomorrow to see what that person means and why I am accused of having a disease for no reason!

Ye Lang had already thought of many plans to confront him before going to bed, and even thought of the first words he would say when they met.

On the second day, Ye Lang still covered himself tightly, but because his figure was so easy to be recognized by everyone, and what happened there yesterday had been exposed, people would definitely pay more attention to the people who went there.

Ye Lang looked in the mirror and put on two more pairs of pants and a few more clothes to make himself look even more bloated.

Ye Lang: Fortunately, it’s winter. If it were summer, I would be suffocated to death right now.

Ye Lang looked at himself in the mirror, who had gained a lot of weight. "I don't think anyone will recognize me anymore with this look, right?"

Because he was wearing too many clothes, Ye Lang felt a little inconvenient to move around.

But these clumsy movements have the shadow of Fatty, which reduces people's speculation about him.

Ye Lang went inside and saw the waiter standing at the counter - the same one from yesterday.

Ye Lang: It’s him again. If he had read the hot searches on Weibo yesterday, he should be able to recognize me again today.

After Ye Lang thought for a while, he stuffed the note from yesterday's registration back into his pocket.

"Hello, is Dr. Li available now? I would like to call him."