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The two of them walked to the stall, and just as they took out the beauty device and facial mask from their bags, they saw the person she least wanted to see!

Bai Su walked out of the crowd holding a fortune-telling sign with the words "Bai Style Chinese Medicine" written on it.

He was dressed in white clothes and had a bright, clear and clean face. The moonlight from the side of the stall shone on his cheek, like the white moonlight appearing, instantly attracting the attention of countless girls.

The signboard kept swaying with the wind, as if it was blowing on the hearts of all the girls.

Yan Qingqing turned a blind eye and concentrated on supporting her stall.

Showdown between Chinese and Western medicine!
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What the hell! !

He actually met her again!

This stall must have been deliberately set up by Bai Su, just to show her that his place was crowded with people, but the Western medicine place was sparse!

Her beauty device costs thousands of dollars, and a facial mask costs hundreds of dollars. Only a devil would buy it!

Once this damn desire to win arises, she must win!
Yan Qingqing laid out all the things she had prepared, and borrowed the one used by Shen Fu to set up a stall, a super large screen with the words "Make a beauty treatment and get a facial mask" on it!
She firmly believes that as long as the price is right, there will be no shortage of customers!
After everything was ready, she sat at the stall and waited for the customers.

As a result, everyone walked towards Bai Su, as if they had agreed upon it.

Yan Qingqing raised her big ears, stretched her neck, and looked over there.

Shen Fu said coldly: "Bai Su's pulse reading is just like fortune telling, and he's also very attractive. As long as he checks your pulse, there's basically no one who doesn't want to buy it. A piece of traditional Chinese medicine costs only 200 yuan." .”

The two people stared at each other, sitting on the empty bench, watching the flow of people who did not belong to them.

Yan Qingqing couldn't help but sigh, "I wish I had just bought a cup of milk tea from another stall. At least I still have something to drink in my hand. Otherwise, we would be like fools just waiting here."

Shen Fu: "Let me shout twice and give it a try?"

Yan Qingqing shook her head, "It's useless. Where are you going to set up a stall? The unit price is more than a thousand!"

At this time, a young girl dressed very young came up and asked, "Hello, what do you do?"

Yan Qingqing's bored eyes instantly shone with light, "Photon skin rejuvenation? Ultrasound cannon? Painless water-light injection?"

Little girl: "Okay, I thought you were selling facial masks."

Yan Qingqing noticed the business and immediately took out the facial mask in front of her, "Yes, we also sell facial masks. These are hydrating and whitening products. When used with our beauty device, the effect is comparable to going to a beauty salon."

“How much does a hydrating mask cost?”

Yan Qingqing: "20 per piece. If you buy a beauty device, you can get a facial mask as a gift. I developed it myself and have a national patent."

"Where's the beauty device? How much is it?"

Yan Qingqing: “6999, far ahead.”

"You just said that the money you get from working as a worker is not money! As a result, your products are sold more expensively!"

Yan Qingqing: "Of course, the beauty instrument cannot be compared with milk tea. Moreover, this beauty instrument is different from the ones on the market. It can not only remove makeup and introduce it, but also do some basic medical beauty projects."

"Oh...but it's still too expensive, forget it."

Yan Qingqing watched the only guest who came forward to ask leave.

Shen Fu: "Qingqing, why don't you show me my trap? I can make some money at least."

Yan Qingqing: "Will you share half of your earnings with the hospital?"

Shen Fu: "Forget it, I'll go over there and put it up on a remote grassland. I won't occupy your stall."

Yan Qingqing: "You are really stingy. Forget it, you can just put it next to me and I won't share the money with you. At least our stall is quite popular." Shen Fu's face was immediately filled with smiles as he picked up 100 yuan. Qian's smile started to pay out her stall.

Ten minutes later, Shen Fu's stall was almost as lively as Bai Su's.

So, Yan Qingqing, who was ignored, sat alone between the two stalls.

The excitement was theirs, and she was embarrassed and embarrassed.

……

At Bai Su's stall, he and Jiang Nanxing were in charge of consultation and acupuncture.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, using WeChat and Alipay, and from time to time the sound of money being credited could be heard.

"Doctor Yan, um, can I borrow your seat? I have someone here who needs a massage."

Yan Qingqing raised her head in response, looked at Jiang Nanxing's eager look, and immediately moved her butt away.

Come on, now she doesn't even have a seat.

The huge "Time Plastic Surgery Hospital" billboard behind her dimmed its brilliance under the moonlight just like her.

Jiang Nanxing immediately opened the mobile diagnosis and treatment bed and asked a man who came for treatment to lie on it with his back facing up. Then he took out a white massage cloth from his backpack.

Jiang Nanxing lifted up two sleeves, separated by the thin summer clothes, and used the side of the hypothenar ulnar side of the palm, that is, the inner side of the hypothenar, near the side of the little finger, or the back of the fifth metacarpophalangeal joint as the focus.

Jiang Nanxing's shoulders naturally relax and sag. His elbow joint is lower than his wrist joint, and with the elbow joint as the fulcrum, the rotation of his forearm drives the wrist joint to flex and extend.

Roll back and forth on the patient's back continuously and quickly.

As soon as the operation was completed, the people around him were stunned.

"This technique is very professional. Without ten years of skill, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it."

"Unexpectedly, a real Chinese medicine practitioner appeared on the street. At first I thought he was a charlatan when I saw the sign."

"Has anyone experienced it? What is the effect?"

"My wrist hurt. The moment the needle was inserted, I could move. To pass the time, I used the hand with the needle to put two loops on the side."

"I had a hornet's nest on my face. I thought I was disfigured. But the moment I pulled out the needle, my face was not only one degree whiter, but also much more hydrated."

At this time, the person who had finished the massage got off the treatment bed.

Jiang Nanxing asked as usual, "How about moving your waist and taking a look?"

The patient twisted his waist twice and said, "Well, that's great. The pain is gone instantly!"

Yan Qingqing looked at her stall, which was surrounded by people with needles stuck in front and back, people with cupping on their backs, and people sitting on the roadside with their feet soaked in foot baths.

So, what is the meaning of her existence?
Just as she was about to close the stall, Xue Yuanyuan's enthusiastic voice attracted the attention of many people.

"Houselady, here are the sour plum soup and chocolate cake for you. They are filled with whitening Chinese medicinal materials, licorice, skullcap, and atractylodes.

Not only will you not gain weight, but you can also become beautiful, and it’s super cheap. If you swipe your medical insurance card, you only need to pay 5 yuan. Do you want to try it? "

All kinds of delicacies were immediately piled in front of her.

Sour plum soup made with pure Chinese medicinal materials, dense cakes made with buckwheat flour, and various beautifully packaged chocolates.