Chapter Twenty-Three: The First Pot of Gold

During the meal, the two of them decided to have the first course of scar recovery today.

After a good meal, the two of them went back to the Binhai Hotel together.

Facts have proved that Zhang Qian's guess is indeed very accurate, and Jiang Jing's identity is not ordinary.

Because as soon as I entered the door, the lobby manager came over and said that there was work to report.

Jiang Jing waved his hand casually: "I'll talk about it later, I have something to do now." ”

After speaking, she took Zhang Qian directly to the top floor of the Binhai Hotel.

Twenty-eight-story buildings, although common in the nineties, were considered the tallest buildings in the small county town in the nineties.

Standing in the presidential suite, Zhang Qian took advantage of Jiang Jing's makeup removal and stood in front of the 270-degree floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city, and suddenly felt very unreal in her heart.

She couldn't help but wonder: what happened to my parents in my previous life, how did the story play out after I died, and will the dog man and woman be punished......

Until Jiang Jing's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Qianqian, Auntie, do you want to start now?"

"Yes, you can just lean back on the couch. Zhang Qian walked up to her and naturally helped her and brought her to the sofa.

As she expected, the scar was indeed very serious, almost black and red after removing the makeup, and it was concave by nearly a centimeter, how to say it, it was probably more terrifying than the half of Zhu'er's face in Heaven and Dragon Slayer. is also thanks to Jiang Jing's makeup skills, which is very well covered, and the whole person is more confident. If it was an ordinary person, he might not even dare to go out of the door.

Of course, these thoughts did not show her face. Instead, he applied the ointment evenly to the scar as usual, and applied a little more to the entire face.

"Aunt Jing, I'm going to start massage, if you don't feel well, just let me know. As he spoke, he started moving.

said it was a massage, but in fact, Zhang Qian was just secretly using her abilities.

Jiang Jing was pressed on his face, and he only felt a warm feeling spread to his face, like a spring breeze. Originally, it was just the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but in this proper and comfortable feeling, I inexplicably gained confidence.

Zhang Qian watched the scar on Jiang Jing's face fade and shallow little by little under the effect of the ability, and was ecstatic, but it was not obvious on his face, only the energy was always being transmitted.

Wait until the scar is no longer changing.

"Aunt Jing, you can open your eyes. Zhang Qian smiled and pulled the other party's hand, "You go and wash the ointment a little, and then look in the mirror." ”

Hearing what the other party said, Jiang Jing instantly lost his usual reserve, and ran quickly towards the bathroom.

Soon Zhang Qian heard Jiang Jing's excited voice in the bathroom: "Ah...... My God, it's really much better, Qianqian, Qianqian, come and see, Auntie's face is almost better. ”

Of course, Zhang Qian knew that it was almost good, but she still ran over very cooperatively and made a happy appearance.

Jiang Jing held Zhang Qian with one hand, poked his scar with the other, and said to the mirror: "Qianqian, look, it was dark red before, but now it has become light pink." And I used to have to use a centimeter of powder to fill it up, but now there are almost no big holes!"

Zhang Qian nodded wildly cooperatively: "Really, Aunt Jing, although I knew that this ointment would be useful to you, I didn't expect it to be so useful." In that case, I guess it will be all right two more times!"

"Yes, I didn't expect that I would have a good day in my life. Jiang Jing touched the pink scar that had become extremely shallow, and tears actually flowed from his eyes, and it was obvious that he was crying with joy.

Then she thought of something again, rummaged through her bag for a long time, and found a bank card and stuffed it into Zhang Qian's hand: "Come to Qianqian, this is 100,000 yuan, you take it first." I've got this unused card on me today, and I'll give you the rest another day. ”