C1123 The First Customer
On the phone screen, there were three big words, "Uncle Chen."
Su Ningning had only used this name to address Chen Tingting's father. At this time, Chen‘s father's call could only be a very important matter.
The matter of the medicine makeup had been going smoothly from the beginning until now, so it might be something else.
She took the phone to the window and said, "Hello Uncle Chen." Her tone was as polite as always.
Chen‘s father, who was on the other side of the phone, chuckled. "Xiao Ning, I'm afraid you're going to come to the clinic. Our publicity is very effective. There are already children who have come because of the medicine and makeup."
"I'm thinking that as long as this treatment is effective, our business will definitely be good in the future."
Chen‘s father had ordered people to investigate. Su Lili's medicine makeup sold very well. Because of the popularization, there were many people who bought it. Even if only one-tenth of the people came to see the doctor, their profits were still very considerable.
Furthermore, Su Ningning could cure these people's rotten faces with medicinal porridge. Although the price was a little expensive, he believed that the effect would be very good.
Money was important, but it was not as important as his own face.
He wanted to start the first shot of the medicinal porridge.
Su Ningning heard this and quickly agreed. Chu Yichen personally sent her over and told Su Ningning a few words before reluctantly leaving.
Chu Yichen just watched as his little girl prepared to ruthlessly get off the car. His heart ached.
Was he being ignored?
It seemed like his little girl was also a workaholic.
Just as he was feeling depressed, his thin lips were suddenly touched by a touch of cold softness. Tiantian, before she could react, that softness had already disappeared.
Raising her eyes, the little girl in front of him smiled shyly at him. She put her hands in front of her heart and said, "Chu, I love you."
Then she closed the door and ran towards the clinic.
A sweet smile appeared on Chu Yichen's lips. He touched his thin lips with his fingers. It seemed that he had to work harder.
Su Ningning ran into the clinic. At this moment, a young lady wearing a hat sat inside the clinic. Her face was covered tightly, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air. There was also a trace of very faint herbal smell mixed in.
Su Ningning subconsciously looked at the girl on the stool. Although she could not see her face clearly, it was enough to tell from her clothes and skin that the girl in front of her was about the same age as her.
Because it was the first time the medicine and makeup business ruined her face, Chen‘s father personally came over. At this time, he was already in the clinic. When he saw Su Ningning coming over, he quickly went over to greet her. "Little Ning, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
As he spoke, he took the black bag from Su Ningning's hand and invited the girl on the stool to the VIP room inside.
The girl who had just sat down consciously took off her hat and finally revealed her hidden face.
Su Ningning looked at that face and was shocked.
It was originally a fair and delicate face, but now it was rotten to the point of not looking good. Some of the faces were rotten into a small pit. At this moment, there were white blisters inside, and some were harmful flesh and blood. It looked very terrifying.
How could it be a normal face of a girl?
The girl's eyes were red. She wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to. She was afraid that her tears would wet her wound. Her thin and weak hand tightly grabbed Chen‘s father's hand, "Please, I beg of you, please save me. Otherwise, my face will be ruined."
Clearly, she didn't believe Su Ningning.
Su Ningning felt goosebumps all over her body. Even though she was mentally strong, it was the first time she saw someone with such a rotten face.
"How long have you used that set of makeup?"
Su Ningning was very curious about how this girl made her face so rotten.2
If her face was so bad, then what would Zhou Yu's face be like?
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