Chapter 161
"It's two yuan and twenty cents."

The price clerk at the window calculated quickly and quickly gave her a price.

After hearing the price, Jiang Xiuru's eyes flashed with distress, and she reluctantly took out the money from her pocket, counting the money one by one.

"Hurry up, the patient is still waiting for an IV drip! What are you waiting for?"

The nurse scolded her unhappily, and when she scolded Jiang Xiuru, she impatiently pushed up her messy hair from her temples and tucked it behind her ears, feeling a little ostentatious.

Looking at Jiang Xiuru with a superior look.

I didn't know what happened to Jiang Xiuru on the first day of the new year. After her mother left, she heard the painful crying of the woman in the next bed, and she walked to the woman's bedside.

"Go away, get out."

The woman felt a dark shadow blocking the sunlight outside the window, covered her face with her hands, and cursed at the first day of the new year.

"Don't cry, I can help you and restore your previous appearance within three days, do you believe me?"

When the handkerchief was handed to her on the first day of the new year, the voice was as soft as the spring breeze blowing on the face, and it sounded very soothing.

The woman stopped crying suddenly, and looked at the first day of the new year through her fingers. She was so eager to restore her face to its original state, but after so long of treatment, the treatment became more and more serious. She had lost confidence and even thought of death.

Seeing the immature face on the first day of the new year, the light of hope in her eyes dimmed. Even the doctors in the hospital couldn't cure her. How could a teenage girl be cured?Simply kidding yourself.

"Go away."

Her husky voice showed her anger.

"Don't believe me? Wouldn't it be good to give yourself a chance? It doesn't take long, just three days, with internal and external application, one day I can let you see the effect, and it won't itch like it is now."

I don't get angry on the first day of the new year. When I was a doctor in my previous life, what kind of patients didn't I meet?
Sick people are anxious, and they will cry and make a fuss if they say something wrong. The best way to comfort them is to give them confidence that they must not get excited and calm down their emotions slowly.

"Yellow-haired girl, how old are you?"

The woman was no longer angry, but her tone was sarcasm. She simply stopped covering her face.

I was already prepared in my heart, at worst, this little girl would scream like a ghost like her mother.

Anyway, there's more than one person, isn't it?
"I'm 16 years old."

On the first day of the new year, she had a frank face, and her big black grape-like eyes were as clear as water, so clean that she was jealous. She was better than a little girl, with a pure heart.

Looking at the swollen palm prints on her face, the woman's eyes fluctuated.

The little girl's father doesn't seem to be a thing. After such a big change, she should not be in the mood to play with herself.

"You have also seen the situation in my family. If my mother and my father divorce, we will be homeless. My father is sure that my mother will not dare to divorce, so he bullies her unscrupulously. I want to take my mother away. You need money, I need money, you need to make yourself healthy, we each get what we need, I don’t want a penny if it’s not cured, but if it’s cured, give me 200 yuan, what do you think?”

Looking at the woman's beautiful phoenix eyes on the first day of the new year, he bargained seriously with her. The woman looked at the confidence in her eyes and listened to her confession. The woman's heart moved. She sympathized with the first day of the new year. What's more, it was also a chance for herself.

At the first day of the new year, she looked at herself without urging her, but always gave her a time to think, and haste makes waste.

"Okay, just three days, as long as you cure my face, I'll give you two hundred dollars and help you find a place to live."

 Good night, thank you very much for liking this article, I like it very much myself, although the mother of the first year of junior high school looks weaker now, but one day she will become stronger, and the year's literature is not worthy of lifting her shoes, that is the phoenix reborn from nirvana.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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