He then looked the maid over.
"Young lady, may I see your palm?"
The maid's face was full of vigilance and suspicion.
"Who are you? What do you want? Why should I show you my palm?"
Mu An'an said, "She is my close friend, not an outsider."
The girl in pale yellow said, "Xiao Cui, show it to her. I want to hear what excuse they can come up with."
The maidservant handed her her hand.
Jiang Qingwan noticed that there was indeed a slight pinkish tinge on the palm of her hand.
It is very similar to a plague.
There were no natural disasters or wars in the capital, so how could a plague have occurred?
"Have you been outside the city?"
The maid withdrew her hand.
"What exactly are you asking? What does my leaving the city have to do with the fact that the flowers you're selling are defective? Don't try to evade the question!"
Mu An'an was also a little curious.
"Jiang Meizi, what did you see?"
Jiang Qingwan raised her hand and pointed at the maid.
"She's sick, and her illness affected the flowers, which is why they died so strangely."
After she finished speaking, the entire room erupted in an uproar.
The girl in pale yellow sneered disdainfully.
"That's hilarious. This is the first time I've ever heard of someone transmitting illness energy to flowers. Even if you want to find an excuse, at least come up with a decent one. What is this? Do you think we're all idiots?"
Everyone was pointing and whispering.
"I've never heard of flowers being infected with disease."
"If it really has such a miraculous effect, then in the future when we get sick, we can just buy flowers and transfer the illness to the flowers, and wouldn't we get better?"
"Aren't you afraid of the doctors at the clinic coming after you for saying that? Wouldn't that ruin their business?"
Laughter filled the store.
They were all mocking Jiang Qingwan's nonsense.
Qing Sui looked like she wanted to punch someone.
Lian'er was also very angry.
Although Mu An'an admired Jiang Qingwan from the bottom of her heart.
But she had never heard of such remarks before, and worried that Jiang Qingwan would lose face, so she quickly said, "Just consider it as a problem with the flowers sold by our shop. Whether it's compensation in silver or flowers, I'll accept it."
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