Chapter 515: If you don't do some things now, you won't be able to do them later
Song Yue didn't dare to look at her master's eyes at all. She lowered her head silently and responded muffledly, "Yeah."
Mr. Huo jumped up from his seat, his eyes wide open like bells, "You..."
Song Huaian put down his chopsticks and said in a calm voice, “Calm down, old man.”
Mr. Huo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart by half before slowly saying, "Girl, you are so unlucky!"
Song Yue lowered her head and said nothing.
Mr. Huo continued, "Not counting the labor, the cost of my medicinal materials is worth ten times the cost!"
How much does it cost?
Song Yue's heart skipped a beat. She guessed that it would be a loss, but she didn't expect the cost to be so high.
The cost of making it was ten dollars, and she only paid five dollars. No wonder the master was so angry.
Mr. Huo gritted his teeth in anger and said, "Five dollars!"
놛 stared at Song Yue, wanting to say something harsh.
"you…"
As a result, just as he uttered a word, Song Huaian looked over with a cold gaze.
When Elder Huo saw him from the corner of his eye, he felt a chill on his back. He swallowed back the harsh words that were on the tip of his tongue, and his voice became earnest.
"This isn't the way to do charity, little girl!"
Song Yue: “…”
Master is right.
This time it's her problem, she did something wrong, there's nothing to say, just listen carefully.
When Mr. Huo saw Song Yue lowering his head and not talking, he felt a little uncomfortable.
This was the first time in such a long time that I got angry at the girl. This matter had nothing to do with money, but I just didn't want the girl to work in vain and be criticized.
Mr. Huo took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "This price is only for this time, it won't happen again."
Song Yue nodded obediently.
Old Huo looked at Song Yue and said earnestly, "Look, we have been busy for so many years. If we don't talk about other things, at least you must keep the cost."
"And a lot of medical treatments are passed down by word of mouth, but if you have a relationship with that person, you can give them a discount and give them a very low price."
"Then the comrade thought you were good and introduced another patient to you. It was the same case and he specifically wanted that ointment. Girl, you can't say that the person you are familiar with charged five dollars, but the person who came later charged thirty dollars?"
"The gap is too big, and many people can't accept it."
"Girl, let me tell you, except for our own family members, no one else will be given a discount when seeing a doctor. We will treat everyone equally and handle matters impartially, so as to avoid any disputes in the future."
Song Yue nodded, "Okay, I understand, Master."
Mr. Huo sat back down and said, "Tell me about the man's current condition. I want to see how long I need to apply the ointment."
"Um."
After Song Yue responded, she told about Mr. Cai’s situation.
Mr. Huo nodded and said that he would bring the ointment back after dinner.
Song Yue didn't say anything either.
It's just that the meal this evening was a little weird.
No one spoke.
After dinner.
Senior Brother Song Huaian said it was cold at the moment, so he asked Song Yue to wash up early and go upstairs to lie on the bed to avoid catching a cold.
Song Yue nodded, washed up and went upstairs.
As soon as Song Yue went upstairs, Song Huaian called his master, Mr. Huo, into the kitchen.
I don’t know what the two of them talked about in the kitchen.
Anyway, when Mr. Huo came out, his face was very grumpy.
놛 went out of the house to get the plaster for Song Yue.
Song Yue read a book for a while and was about to go to bed.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
The master's voice came from outside, "Girl."
Song Yue got up from the bed, put on her coat, and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, I saw the master standing there with a grin on his face, "Hehehe~"
"?" Song Yue looked puzzled, "What's wrong, Master?"
Mr. Huo smiled and asked, "You are not angry with Master, right?"
Song Yue smiled slightly, "Master, why should I be angry?"
Mr. Huo said weakly, "It's about what happened last night..."
As Master Huo spoke, he noticed the changes in Song Yue's expression. "Master thought about it and realized that your tone was indeed a little too much, so...Master cooked brown sugar eggs for you~"
Speaking of.
Mr. Huo took out the brown sugar egg hidden behind his back and handed it to Song Yue, "You won't be angry if you eat something sweet."
Song Yue's smile deepened, and she took the bowl, "Thank you, Master."
"What are you thanking me for?" Mr. Huo deliberately frowned, and then asked carefully, "By the way, girl, you are not angry, right?"
Song Yue held the bowl and stirred the eggs with a spoon, "No, Master, I know you are doing this for my own good."
Mr. Huo felt relieved, "That's good!"
놛 looked at Song Yue, "Okay, we're done. After that, go brush your teeth and go to bed."
Song Yue responded, "Yeah."
She drank the soup and watched the master turn around and go downstairs. She then retracted her gaze and fixed it on the brown sugar eggs in the bowl in her heart.
It seems that the master is the boss on the surface, but in fact the real boss is the senior brother.
Song Yue finished eating the brown sugar eggs and went downstairs with the bowl.
The lights in the hall were still on, but there was no sign of Master and Senior Brothers.
Song Yue didn't care where the two went. Instead, she brushed her teeth again and went upstairs to rest.
…
Beijing city.
Liu Yanrou was lying on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor with her eyes closed.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she slowly sat up, just in time to see Nan Wangyun enter the room.
Nan Wangyun was stunned when he saw that Liu Yanrou was still awake, and then he frowned.
Liu Yanrou fiddled with her hair, her face full of tenderness, "Are you back?"
Nan Wangyun paused, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Liu Yanrou cast a seductive glance at Nan Wangyun, "Wait for you."
Nan Wangyun's eyes flashed with undisguised disgust, and his voice suddenly turned cold, "Just tell me what you mean."
Liu Yanrou sat up straight, "These people are riding on our Qingqing's head, just tell me what to do."
"?" Nan Wangyun stared at Liu Yanrou, "What do you mean?"
Liu Yanrou chuckled, "It's not interesting at all."
Nan Wangyun hated Liu Yanrou's mysterious attitude the most.
놛 thought Liu Yanrou was being mysterious again and was about to go upstairs.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped onto the first step, Liu Yanrou's voice sounded again, "That's it..."
Nan Wangyun stopped, and Liu Yanrou's faint voice echoed in the living room.
After Liu Yanrou finished speaking, she looked at Nan Wangyun quietly, and Nan Wangyun's expression was more solemn than ever before.
Nan Wangyun was silent for a long time.
Liu Yanrou didn't say anything either, but waited quietly for Nan Wangyun to speak.
After a while.
Nan Wangyun said, "I'll go ask Qingqing."
The words fell.
Nan Wangyun didn't even look at Liu Yanrou, and went upstairs again.
Liu Yanrou chuckled, "What? You don't believe me? Or do you think some people wouldn't do such a thing?"
Nan Wangyun said nothing and continued to go upstairs.
Liu Yanrou continued, "Nan Wangyun, if you don't do some things now, you won't be able to do them in the future."