With everything ready, the three of them hid behind the stall like thieves, waiting for "customers" to come in.
Time passed by, and quite a few people passed by, but most of them just glanced at the strange group with curiosity.
A beautiful woman in white with a cold expression and a beautiful woman in red with seductive eyes, along with a young man with a worried look, then walked away with a smile, and no one came up to ask them anything.
As the sun rose higher and it approached noon, there was still no business.
Night Enchantress was the first to lose her patience, kicking the small stool:
"Hey! Kid! Is this lousy idea of yours going to work?"
"We haven't seen a soul in ages! I'm starving!"
Although Ling Qingxue didn't speak, her increasingly cold gaze indicated that her patience was about to run out.
Zhang Shaozhong was sweating profusely with anxiety, wondering whether he should call out a few times. Just then, an old man clutching his stomach and looking pained slowly walked over, seemingly wanting to rest on a park bench.
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes lit up!
The opportunity has arrived!
He quickly gave Ling Qingxue a look and lowered his voice:
"Fairy! Go! It's time to shine! Look at that old man, his face is yellowish, and he's clutching his lower abdomen. He must be having stomach problems! Go and ask him!"
Ling Qingxue frowned, clearly extremely uncomfortable with this kind of proactive solicitation, but seeing the old man's pained expression, her medical instincts made her stand up and walk over.
She walked up to the old man, trying to soften her tone:
"Sir, are you experiencing abdominal discomfort?"
The old man looked up, saw such a beautiful yet aloof young woman, paused for a moment, and nodded.
"Oh dear, it's an old problem, my stomach is bloated, I can't digest, it's so uncomfortable..."
Ling Qingxue carefully examined his complexion, then swiftly checked his pulse, her movements as fast as the wind, before saying calmly:
"The spleen and stomach are weak and cold, dampness is retained, and the diet is not regular. It is not a serious illness and can be treated with conditioning."
The old man was taken aback by her professional demeanor and accurate judgment:
"Young lady, you...you really know a lot about this? How should I treat it?"
Ling Qingxue pondered for a moment, actually recalling the most basic mortal medicine prescriptions, and then said:
"Take three slices of dried ginger, three qian of Atractylodes macrocephala, five qian of Poria cocos, and two qian of roasted licorice root. Boil them in water and drink it as tea. It will be effective in three days. Avoid raw, cold, and greasy foods."
As soon as she said this, not only did the old man believe her, but even Zhang Shaozhong, who was listening intently nearby, was shocked!
Wow! That's really interesting!
The old man nodded repeatedly:
"Thank you, young lady! Thank you, young lady! I'll go to the pharmacy to get the medicine right away!"
He then reached for his money.
Ling Qingxue waved her hand slightly:
"No need."
She still couldn't bring herself to accept the money.
Zhang Shaozhong was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, frantically gesturing with his mouth:
"Money! Money!"
Fortunately, the old man was an honest man and insisted on giving me ten yuan.
"Yes, yes! You're a miracle worker, young lady! You're even more accurate than the doctors at the hospital!"
After saying thank you profusely, he left.
We're open for business!
It's only ten yuan!
Zhang Shaozhong excitedly picked up the ten yuan.
This eerie "fairy and demon free medical consultation and fortune telling stall" in the corner of the park actually attracted some people's attention after it made its first sale.
The main reason is that the two "stall owners" are so good-looking and have such an eye-catching presence that it's hard not to notice them.
Soon, another young mother carrying a child walked over hesitantly. The child was coughing softly and had a slightly flushed face.
"Um... doctor... could you please take a look at my child? He has a slight fever and a cough..."
Looking at Ling Qingxue, who was as cold as ice behind the curtain, her mother asked somewhat timidly.
Ling Qingxue glanced at the child and said calmly:
"Hold me closer."
The mother quickly took the child in her arms. Ling Qingxue stretched out her slender fingers and touched the child's forehead and wrist very quickly, avoiding direct skin contact, using a silk scarf as a barrier, and then looked at the child's tongue coating.
"Lung heat, caused by external wind-cold. Nothing serious."
Her tone remained calm, yet it carried a convincing composure.
"Take three qian of Sichuan fritillary bulb, crush it, stew it with snow pear, and feed the juice to the patient. Also, avoid getting cold at night."
The mother nodded repeatedly as she listened. These prescriptions were simple and easy to follow, and Ling Qingxue's confident demeanor reassured her considerably.
"Thank you, doctor! Thank you so much!"
She quickly took out twenty yuan and stuffed it into Zhang Shaozhong's hand, thanking him profusely as she left.
Zhang Shaozhong held the money, his heart filled with joy!
There's a chance! There really is a chance!
On the other side, two people were also gathered in front of Ye Meier's "fortune-telling stall".
One was a young woman who wanted to know about her marriage prospects, and the other was a small business owner who wanted to know about his fortune.
Nightshade welcomed all comers, fully utilizing her ability to see through people's hearts and to talk nonsense.
She looked the young girl up and down, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Young lady, your mind is wandering. Your love star is indeed in motion, but unfortunately... you've met the wrong person."
Is there some slick-haired guy bothering you lately?
"Take my advice, that guy has those flirtatious eyes and thin lips; he's obviously no good. Break up with him as soon as possible!"
The girl's secret was exposed, and her eyes immediately reddened:
"Master...you're so accurate! What should I do?"
Night Enchantress said calmly:
"Simple! Just leave him hanging!"
"I'll introduce you to someone even better later! Next!"
The young boss quickly stepped forward:
"Master! Look at me! Look at my fortune this year!"
Ye Meier glanced at him, noticing his nouveau riche-looking clothes and gleaming eyes, and sneered:
"Fortune? I see you have the appearance of financial loss! Your forehead is dark and your eyes are unfocused. Have you suffered a loss recently?"
Or were you scammed?
The young boss's expression changed, and he stammered:
"Uh... there was a slight loss..."
"A small loss?"
Night Enchantress sneered.
"You're probably going to lose everything, aren't you? Take my advice and stop now. If you're honest and hardworking, you might be able to salvage some of your savings for your funeral. If you keep being greedy, you might end up bankrupt!"
Her words were extremely impolite, completely in the style of a demonic cult.
The shop owner's face turned pale and then red after being scolded, but it seemed that his sore spot had been hit, so he didn't refute it and sullenly threw down thirty yuan and left.
Ye Meier picked up the money and proudly gestured with her chin towards Ling Qingxue.
Ling Qingxue had just finished seeing an elderly woman with back and leg pain and collected fifteen yuan in consultation fees.
Seeing Ye Meier's smug look, she withdrew her gaze expressionlessly, but her packing movements noticeably slowed down, as if she didn't want to fall behind in "performance".
Zhang Shaozhong was making so much money that his hands were sore from collecting it, and he couldn't stop smiling. While maintaining order, he boasted:
"Don't rush, don't rush! Both masters need to rest! One at a time! Hey, ma'am! Line up for fortune telling! Over here for medical treatment!"
Just as the stall was starting to attract some customers, a discordant voice rang out.
"Hey! When did this stall appear here?"
Did you get permission? Who gave you permission to set up stalls here?!
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