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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

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Waiting To Be Face Slapped

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Doctor with a traditional approach?"

Wu Zhebang was shocked. He extended his hands and said, "You will need to touch my wrist to check my pulse, right? Left hand or right hand?"

Chen smiled calmly and said, "I don’t need to do that. I kind of know the cause of your sickness already."

No pulse-reading necessary? All of three of them were stunned after hearing Chen’s claim. His claim was really over the top.

"Traditional approach is all about observing, smelling, asking, and touching. For most illnesses, all I need to is to observe, and I will know the root cause of the sickness." Chen explained.

"How is that even possible? How can you know the root cause of the sickness without checking the heart rate of the patient?"

"This sounds so magical! It almost sounds like you are some kind of conman!"

"Xiaobei! Are you trying to tell a joke?"

All three of them frowned and looked at Chen with doubts written on their faces.