As she approached the door, Zhang Juan suddenly stopped.
Lu Ya turned her head to look: "Sister-in-law?"
Zhang Juan didn't say a word, but forcibly pulled Lu Ya and dragged her into a nearby alley.
"Sister-in-law, you're not going to change your mind, are you?" Lu Ya frowned.
"No, how could that be?"
Zhang Juan vehemently denied it, but deep down she was apprehensive.
That's your face! You can't just use any medicine on it.
Especially the red rash on her face. She went to the hospital and got a lot of medicine, but none of it worked. And she didn't know if the medicine was wrong. The rash swelled up into small red bumps. Last night, she accidentally broke one open, and it was full of yellowish-red pus. It disgusted her.
Thinking about all this, Zhang Juan couldn't help but rant and rave about Li Jia in her heart.
It's all because of that barren old hen. If it weren't for taking care of her and making two extra trips to the hospital, her face would be perfectly fine. Why would she have a rash? She must have caught some rotten disease at the hospital.
"Little sister, how about we pay someone to hire a shill?" Zhang Juan suggested.
Lu Ya's suppressed anger erupted: "Sister-in-law, isn't this going back on your word?"
Zhang Juan pouted: "If it weren't your face, you probably wouldn't care. But what if the medicine I bought from that capitalist slut's shop doesn't work? My face would be completely ruined."
"Besides, wouldn't hiring a shill have the same effect?"
"What do you mean, 'same'? Are you a pig-brain? Putting aside the possibility that the shill you hired might turn against you later, you know that Su Wantang's medicine is substandard. If you switch to someone else and make things worse, will it implicate Big Brother?"
That's not what I meant.
"Then what do you mean?" Lu Ya rolled her eyes. "Sister-in-law, all I asked you to do was apply the medicine in front of everyone at the pharmacy, and then wash it off with water when we got home. Is it really worth it for you to not even make this small sacrifice to get the pharmacy?"
"That's easy for you to say. Why don't you take some medicine and go see a doctor with a dirty face?" Zhang Juan wasn't being led by the nose by Lu Ya; she had a clear mind.
Lu Ya looked at her with a speechless expression, as if she were an idiot: "Sister-in-law, isn't that a pointless question? I'm not stupid. Besides, isn't your face already perfect? Why bother with all that effort when you already have it?"
Not having time to waste on idle chatter with Zhang Juan, Lu Ya played her trump card: "Are you going or not? If not, I've already called my older brother."
A flash of resentment crossed Zhang Juan's eyes as she ground her teeth and said, "I'll go."
"You stay here, I'll go over myself, so that the little slut won't fall for it."
Lu Ya thought it made sense, so she didn't disagree and hid in the shadows to keep an eye on Zhang Juan.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Juan had just reached the store entrance when she suddenly turned and ran away.
She seemed to have wheels of fire on her feet, disappearing from the street in the blink of an eye.
Lu Ya's eyes popped out, and she stomped her foot hard: "Damn it! How dare you play me?"
"You just wait! I'll get my brother to teach you a lesson!"
...
"What's going on?" Su Wantang turned around and asked with a frown.
Zhou Yu was also completely baffled: "Sister Wantang, I was cleaning in front of our shop when I saw two people walking towards our shop from afar. They walked halfway and then ran away, so I didn't pay any attention to it. But after a while, one of the women came back and stood at the door looking hesitant, like she wanted to come in but was too scared to. I said something, but before I could finish speaking, she seemed to have seen a ghost, screamed, and ran away."
This wasn't a big deal, and Su Wantang didn't take it seriously. But seeing Zhou Yu's face scrunched up like an old woman's, she teased, "Maybe he'll be scared away by your old-fashioned look."
“Sister Wantang!” Zhou Yu’s cheeks puffed out. “How am I scary? If we’re talking about scaring people, it’s her face covered in red bumps that’s terrifying.”
A face covered in red bumps?
Suddenly realizing something, Su Wantang raised her voice and asked in an icy tone, "What did you say?"
Seeing Su Wantang suddenly walk up to him, looking like a completely different person, Zhou Yu unconsciously took a half step back.
He licked his lips and said, "Well... her face was covered in red bumps, it was quite scary."
Could it be that person?
Su Wantang's brows furrowed into a deep frown.
If it were her, why would she run away when she comes to buy medicine?
Could it be because I saw her?
Based on Su Wantang's previous speculation, this person probably recognized her. She had heard that the medicine in the pharmacy was effective, but since it couldn't cure her face, she had no choice but to go there to buy medicine. However, she didn't expect to find her in the store and was afraid of being recognized, so she turned around and ran away.
But that's not quite right either.
She was clearly facing away from Zhou Yu, so logically he shouldn't have been able to see her face.
If someone can recognize her just by looking at her back, how familiar must they be with her?
As Su Wantang was alarmed, she unconsciously began to examine the people around her.
Seeing that Su Wantang remained silent for a long time, Zhou Yu couldn't help but ask, "Sister Wantang, do you know that person? I just heard her voice and it sounded familiar, but I can't remember who it is for the moment."
"If only she said something, maybe I would remember who she is."
"You know him?" Su Wantang asked in surprise.
She vaguely remembered that Zhou Yu had said that her previous job was at a department store.
Department store, department store...
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted Su Wantang's thoughts.
"Give!"
"Take it!"
Looking at the tender white chicken feet stretched out in front of her, Su Wantang just wanted to chop them up with a knife and make them into braised dishes.
"Leave now, immediately!" Su Wantang slapped Xia Bao's hand away and told him to leave.
Otherwise, she might actually want to beat him up later.
The cold powder that Xia Bao had casually folded in her palm was spilled and scattered in the air.
[The medicine has only about 50% of the efficacy of a high-grade cold medicine. The processing method is rough, with two extra herbs added. However, the person has a talent for medicine and can be taken on as a disciple for further training.]
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