"Right, Miss Sheng? If you have a way, please help me!" Jia Hui looked at Sheng Fenghua pleadingly, hoping that she could help her.
"I can take a look at it for you. But it won't be as simple as removing the scar if the scalp grows back. It will take at least twice as long. "
"What?" Jia Hui thought that she had heard it wrong and looked at Sheng Fenghua blankly.
"I mean, it will take twice as long to heal your scalp." Sheng Fenghua looked at Jia Hui and repeated.
As soon as Sheng Fenghua finished speaking, Jia Hui suddenly became excited. She hugged her tightly and said, "That's great!"
"Miss Sheng, you are my great benefactor."
Sheng Fenghua felt a little uncomfortable by Jia Hui's sudden enthusiasm. She didn't like to be so close to others, so she quietly moved Jia Hui away from her and said, "Miss, you'd better sit down first. I'll help you take a look at the wound."
"Okay, okay!" Jia Hui replied and sat down on the chair next to her.
Sheng Fenghua then took off the gauze on Jia Hui's head and took a look at the wound. Fortunately, it was not too serious and the scalp was not torn off much. She just needed to apply some medicine and there was no need for surgery.
After looking at it, Sheng Fenghua said directly, "The wound is not big or serious. Just apply some medicine."
After that, Sheng Fenghua turned around and took out another bottle of medicine from the medicine box and applied it on Jia Hui's head. It was strange that the scalp, which was a little painful, didn't hurt after applying the medicine.
After applying the medicine, Sheng Fenghua didn't wrap Jia Hui's head with gauze again. Instead, she said, "Apply this medicine three times a day. Be careful not to touch water. You'd better not wash your hair these days. Wait until the wound is healed. "
After explaining the precautions, Sheng Fenghua said to her mother and Jia Hui, "My house call fee today and the two bottles of medicine cost 300,000 yuan."
The lady was shocked when she heard the number. She said, "Miss Sheng, how much did you say it was?"
"300,000 yuan! I don't know if you want a transfer or a check. "
After hearing the price, the lady's expression suddenly changed. She said, "Miss Sheng, isn't the price a little too high?"
Sheng Fenghua glanced at her wife and said, "Madam, you get what you pay for. I can tell you this, apart from my medicine, no matter who the young lady uses, it will leave a scar. "
"So, Madam, you can weigh whether Miss's face or money is more important."
Hearing this, Jia Hui couldn't help calling her mother, "Mom, I'm your daughter. Don't you want to give me 300,000 yuan?"
"Huihui, that's not what mom meant." When the madam saw her daughter's sad and disappointed look, she couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Mom, since that's not what you mean, just give the money to Miss Sheng. It wasn't easy for her to come here. "
"Alright, I'll listen to you." The madam finally compromised. Money could be earned again, but face was ruined, and it was a matter of a lifetime.
After that, the madam turned around and went back to her room to get the check.
Seeing that the madam had left, Jia Hui asked Sheng Fenghua, "Miss Sheng, can you sell me another bottle of scar-removing ointment?"
"Why?" Sheng Fenghua was puzzled. According to Jia Hui's injury, one bottle of ointment was enough, or even more.
Jia Hui looked at Sheng Fenghua and hesitated for a moment. She didn't tell her the real use of the ointment. Instead, she found an excuse and said, "I'm just in case. If I'm injured in the future, I don't need to bother you anymore."
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