Facing Hu Xiaoman's words, Li Jinmei was speechless again.

She was a little curious, why was this person slapped in the head and could speak so chokely?

In the past, I couldn’t beat a single stick, but now I have to push people to the south wall if I say something.

She calmed down, "Hu Xiaoman, I came to you just to tell you something. Didn't I tell you to go to the weekend for a friendship last time? Are you still going?"

She couldn't argue with Hu Xiaoman if she said anything else, but she could still say that she was serious.

Besides, something useless, she will be beaten to death.

Hu Xiaoman looked uninterested, "I won't go, you go by yourself. I still have something to do, don't bother me."

For such a person, she has no time to waste her energy. And knows what kind of person Li Jinmei is, so she doesn’t need to speak tea-like in the tea.

Anyway, everyone knows what's going on, so what else can I save for her?

Li Jinmei felt panicked when she watched her leave. Thinking about Hu Xiaoman before, then looking at the current one.

Come on, the more I think about it, the more I get angry.

She rolled her eyes, turned around and left.

Regardless of others, she needs friendship today, and find an excellent gay man with good conditions and good jobs.

Hu Xiaoman took the shuttle bus to Baishi First Hospital and then found a Chinese medicine doctor.

Because it is morning now, most people are at work and not many people are seeing a doctor.

It was her turn after waiting for a few minutes, and it was quite fast.

You should know that it would be strange if you register in a large hospital in the future if you don’t wait for a day or two.

The scale here is larger than the health center she lived in last time and the sanitation conditions are better.

Hu Xiaoman entered the house with a registered note and saw a young man in his twenties sitting next to the table.

Because the other party was wearing a thick white medical mask, she couldn't see her face.

But the man's narrow fox eyes are very attractive.

She just took a look and lowered the note.

What kind of young man has never seen in later generations? She will not be fascinated by a person's face.

"Hello, I want to take my pulse. Where is the doctor who is in the clinic?" Hu Xiaoman subconsciously thought that this person was just a doctor and would never be a doctor who is in the clinic.

The person opposite took the note and looked at it, and said, "I am the doctor who is in the clinic, sit down."

After saying that, he put his hand on the table to the middle position.

He is the doctor who is in charge of the clinic?

Hu Xiaoman frowned, but said nothing.

I just saw such a person when I came in, and it was probably him who was on duty.

I wanted to refuse the diagnosis but no one came here, so I had to let him see it.

The man seemed to see her expression, moved his eyes away, and then took the patient's pulse professionally.

This is professional ethics.

Hu Xiaoman cooperated to ask him to diagnose two hands and then wait. If it doesn't work, he has to wait for him to come again next time.

The man opposite was silent for a moment and said, "Do you often feel stomach upset and burning?"

Hu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Indeed, although he had worked hard to eat light and soft food these days, he always felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

The man asked again: "How about menstruation? Does it hurt frequently?"

Hu Xiaoman:...

She said awkwardly: "It seems..."

Since she came through, she hasn't encountered menstruation yet, does it hurt?

According to the original owner's memory, he would have dysmenorrhea every time, and it was very serious.

Irregular menstruation and dysmenorrhea are all problems.

The man picked up the pen and wrote down a prescription under his hands.

"Go to the pharmacy to get medicine. Your condition is quite serious and needs to be properly conditioned. Take it for seven days first, and then take the pulse after seven days."

A dose of medicine lasts for seven days and cannot be prescribed too much, because the condition will change and you need to take a pulse before changing the medicine.

Although Hu Xiaoman didn't understand these, the people's diagnosis just now was all facts, so he did not hesitate and nodded and went out with the prescription.

The man looked at her leaving behind and continued to call the next one.

When she went to pay the fee, this medicine cost Hu Xiaoman three yuan, which almost made her feel distressed.

Although it doesn’t sound like three dollars, I feel heartbroken when I think of the original owner’s pocket money just a month ago, when I compare it, I feel very sad.

Carrying a large bag of Chinese medicine, Hu Xiaoman took the bus to the city center.

There are many state-owned stores gathered there, and the barber shop is there too.

After getting off the car, I found a place where no one was, put all the medicine into the space, and then went to the barber shop.

There are no people here, the old man who is cutting the hair is drinking water and listening to the radio.

"Little comrade, what kind of thing do you want to cut?" When the old man saw someone coming, he immediately put down the teapot and walked over.

He gave a commission from his haircut alone, so he was very active when he had customers.

Hu Xiaoman said his request and finally asked: "Can you cut it into what I asked?"

In fact, she was not worried about the boss's method, but about his aesthetics.

The old man nodded, "Don't worry, I have a question, you can do whatever you ask for."

Looking at his confident look, Hu Xiaoman asked him to fiddle with his hair with confidence.

After the cutting was finished, Hu Xiaoman was speechless...

What she asked for was short hair that was shoulder-length, and what the old man cut out was his *** head...

Combined with what I just said.

Looking at Hu Xiaoman's eagerness to speak, the old man smiled and said, "My little comrade, the one you asked for can't be tied up at all. How beautiful is this?"

nice?

Hu Xiaoman looked at herself in the mirror. She looked very good, but she was all supported by her appearance!

And this person cut according to his own aesthetic!

I also said I understood!

never mind……

Hu Xiaoman paid two cents plus an invoice, and then turned around and left.

The hair is cut, and theory is useless.

However, all the boring hair has been cut, and the rest is pretty good. If you keep it in the future, you won’t need to cut it.

With her new hairstyle, her beautiful face was also revealed. People on the road, regardless of gender, would look at her.

Hu Xiaoman thought that if he changed his clothes, he would probably look better.

Unfortunately, she didn't have a cloth ticket.

The clothes in the apartment do not match this era at all, which is a pity.

When Zhang Chunxia returned home and was packing matchboxes at home, she was stunned when she saw her daughter who had changed her appearance.

After watching it for a long time, I realized that this is my daughter?

"Why did you cut your hair?" she was a little confused, and then asked again: "Where is the cut hair?"

Hu Xiaoman thought to himself, was he shocked by her beauty?

But the questions that followed made her stunned.

"Hair?" she frowned, not sure what it meant, but she still answered honestly, "Of course the hair was swept up by the barber shop."

She didn't want to see that messy hair at all. What's the difference between it and straw?

Straw can also cause fire.

"You prodigal child!" Zhang Chunxia was so angry that she threw the matchbox in her hand.

"How can you exchange that hair for 50 cents? Why don't you ask them for it?"

She stared at Hu Xiaoman with heartache, why did she give birth to such a silly daughter?
Chapter completed!