What's wrong with this lawyer?!

"Lawyer Tang, your condition is very good, no signs of metastasis or spread. You still need to pay attention to rest and treatment, and your survival time will definitely be extended."

After a pause, Old Gao looked at the serious-faced Tang Fangjing across from him and hesitated before saying, "That being said, Lawyer Tang, you should still pay a little more attention to your mental state..."

Upon hearing this, Old Tang quickly nodded and said, "That's for sure. I'm heading to the psychiatric department right after this, need to have a good talk with the doctor. I called yesterday, they said they specially invited a well-known psychology expert to assess my situation."

Old Gao nodded, "That's good then. You should go, mental health issues must be taken seriously."

Old Tang, holding his late-stage cancer diagnosis certificate, wondered if he should get a card holder for this thing so he wouldn't have to unfold it every time, which wasn't very stylish.

While walking, he looked at his system panel, which, come to think of it, looked exactly like what he had imagined in those system-genre novels he used to read.

It emitted a faint blue glow, and the tasks were arranged in sequence, giving off an extremely mysterious vibe.

However, after such a long time, he started to get a bit tired of it. Mainly because the moment he thought about it, this thing would appear. It was bound to get annoying.

And this system too, couldn't it put a picture of a beautiful woman or something on the panel? That way, he could have something nice to look at when he was bored.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw the system panel in front of him suddenly change, displaying images of beautiful women like a slide show!

Eh, this system is too cool, isn't it? Just saying, those novels about systems in the past life were written so bullshit, always having the system annihilate or refusing to respond. Look at mine, isn't it great?

He chuckled all the way to the psychiatric department, and his behavior didn't attract anyone's attention.

After all, in a place like this, chuckling to oneself was quite normal...

He knocked on the office door, and following the "Come in" response, Old Tang pushed the door open to find two doctors inside, one of which was the same doctor who had diagnosed him before, and the other was an older-looking doctor.

"Lawyer Tang is here, come, come, take a seat. Let me introduce you, this gentleman here is a well-known expert in mental health counseling and psychiatric illnesses in our country, as well as my mentor, Dr. Liu Binxin. He decided to come help you after learning about your situation."

Basically, the underdog doctor couldn't handle it anymore and called for outside reinforcement...

It was like when you usually register and choose to see a young doctor. When they can't handle it, they phone their teacher, a specialist whose appointments you simply can't get.

Liu Binxin glanced at his student; hadn't I told you not to mention that I'm your teacher when we're outside? But now that the patient was told so, he couldn't really say anything about it.

He then turned to Tang Fangjing and said, "Lawyer Tang, I've actually heard about you before. You're quite famous in Jingzhou. You've set up homeowners' committees, helped migrant workers get their pay, and didn't you handle a school bullying case last time as well?

It caused quite an uproar in the Bright District educational system, not an easy accomplishment, indeed not easy. Lawyer Tang, you truly are a good lawyer..."

Mental health counselors must, of course, do their research ahead of time, especially with someone like Tang Fangjing who has lived his life like a loose cannon. It made it even easier.

The task might be assigned by the system, but Old Tang believed in his own initiative, and so he nodded with a full-faced smile. Everyone loves praise, otherwise how would we get incompetent rulers?

After a few words of conversation, Liu Binxin changed the subject, "Lawyer Tang, I heard that during your last treatment, you asked if he could see a panel in front of you?"

"What is this panel? Could you tell me what it looks like?"

Old Tang didn't speak; after all, the system was his greatest secret!

In the past life novels, the protagonists all kept their systems very secret, not even letting the people closest to them, those with whom they had intimate contact, know about it.

Naturally, he had to do the same. Asking tentatively was okay, but he definitely couldn't let others know he had a system!

Seeing his reaction, Liu Binxin immediately said with a smile, "Lawyer Tang, if you don't feel like talking about it, that's okay. We're just chatting casually here; don't feel any psychological pressure."

"Seeing a panel isn't anything special. There are people who can see even stranger things, imagine seeing everyone as monsters, eh? Say, every person has a big mouth, constantly eating..."

Liu Binxin was accomplished in his craft, managing to close the distance with a few words. However, Old Tang didn't reveal anything. He just casually described the panel's appearance.

Furthermore, the panel could change its appearance according to his own thoughts.

After chatting for nearly an hour without revealing any information about the system, Old Tang actually found the conversation quite enjoyable.

With the prescribed medication in hand as he left the psychiatric department office, Old Tang slowly reflected and finally understood why the doctor had said his condition had worsened last time.

Did he really think my system panel was just something I'd conjured up?

What a joke, whether the system existed or not, could I not know? The panel was clear as day before me; how could it be fake?

Besides, if the system and panel were fake, then where did my 'Brink of Death Protector' come from, my 'Pain Shielding'? And what about the comprehensive fighting skill...?