Later, many people rushed to this side, swarming around the Divine Comedy, gossiping.

"We have to buy it too, we have to buy it too, there are people in my family who have pimples, and there are people in my family who have been scalded by boiling water......"

Regardless of men and women, such a good thing, you don't have to buy it home for your wife and children, and it's also good to honor your in-laws.

Seeing that the response was so good, Shenqu'er smiled with a light in her eyes, and no one would buy good things.

"Just opened, not much, only 10 bottles, today for the sake of everyone willing to believe in the contemptible, I decided to have a bottle for women, with skin diseases first, all sold for 50 yuan, if you still need it, buy it tomorrow, restore the regular price of 100 yuan."

The old aunt was not happy when she heard this, she only had to buy two more bottles for 50 yuan a bottle, and if she recovered 100, her family's conditions were not so good, and her annual income was only two or three hundred yuan.

"Hey! I said, girl, I tried the cream cream for you, and if you don't sell me two bottles, you can still sell it to me at the same price as everyone else, right? ”

"If it weren't for me, would so many people believe you and buy your medicine?" The old aunt said with a glare, her tone was impulsive and very unhappy.

Why does she have to be the same price as everyone else?

Shen Qu'er was angry, and replied expressionlessly: "Then has your acne gone away?" ”

“…… It's gone. ”

"Did you volunteer to help me test the medicine?"

“…… No. ”

Shen Qu'er looked at the old aunt and was silent, the content in her eyes could already explain everything.

Since my stuff is good, you tried it, the acne is gone, you benefit, and I have gained everyone's trust because of you, which is considered mutually beneficial, and now it is sold at a loss, so much care?

If I try it with someone else, those two pimples on your chin are still there.

Shen Qu'er looked away and stopped looking at each other, and the old aunt was speechless.

His face was a little hot, he felt embarrassed, and he wanted to defend something, so he listened to Ling Songbing, who was behind Shenqu'er, and said solemnly:

"We only sell 50 bottles for the first bottle today, and 11 bottles for the future, so everyone has to buy it quickly."

As soon as Ling Songbing spoke, no one dared to talk more, and the old aunt also shut up and took out the money and took the frost and left.

Later, there is a physical pain.

Colds and fevers, indigestion, back pain, etc. are not serious but tormenting ailments.

Many people have stomach problems in this era, because the standard of living is too low, they often can't eat enough, and their stomachs are hungry.

Shen Qu'er took the pulse and prescribed the medicine, while Ling Songbing went to grab the medicine, and finally did not forget to add a Ji Ling Xueru grass to each dose of medicine.

Before you know it, it's noon.

The patients in the infirmary have finally left.

Shen Qu'er took a deep breath, she didn't expect that in just a few hours, she had received more patients than she had imagined.

If it is true that the power of the masses is strong, with the strength of the people, they will be invincible.

She stretched and crooked her neck.

Seeing this, Ling Songbing stretched out his hand to give her a massage, but was quickly blocked by the shrewd Zhao Qing.

"Brother Ling, it's time for you to check and fill in the gaps in the medicinal materials."

Ling Songbing smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, I'll go now." ”

Shen Qu'er's eyes turned, watching the brothers do the hygiene, the garbage taking out the garbage, the counting of the medicinal materials, and the black and white apricot eyes showed a smile of relief.

After watching it like this for a few seconds, Shenqu'er suddenly realized that something was wrong.