Hearing Lin Guimei's words, Sun Shanshan felt better.

Mother is right.

Compared with people like Lin Wu, you are lowering yourself.

After a moment, Sun Shanshan raised her head and looked at Lin Guimei, "I know mom, I will continue to work hard."

She will use her strength to crush Lin Wu.

Unlike Lin Wu.

Only the false ones will come.

Lin Guimei's eyes were full of relief when she saw her daughter being so successful and many times better than Lin Wu.

Lin Guixiang is not as good as her.

Lin Guixiang's daughter is still not as good as her.

They can never surpass her!

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Zhao Cuinong went to the 4S store to pick up the car.

Lin Wu followed Lin Guixiang to Beauty Yin.

Nine o'clock.

Queues have already started forming at both stores.

And many people arrived in the early morning.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to get to the front of the queue at all.

Lin Wu looked at the flow of people in front of her and began to discuss with Lin Guixiang, "Mom, do you think we should open two more stores?"

Lin Guixiang nodded slightly, "I have this plan recently, but I just don't know where to choose the address of the new store."

Hearing this, Lin Wu took out a piece of paper from her backpack and looked at it carefully.

Lin Guixiang leaned forward curiously, "What is this?"

Lin Wu spoke calmly, "Hand-drawn map."

Because she disliked the trouble of having to take out her phone to search every time she looked at a map, Lin Wu drew one by hand.

Very simple.

However, except for herself, it is difficult for others to see that this is a map.

Lin Guixiang nodded, "Well, the painting is a bit abstract."

Lin Wu had a smile on her face, her mother's words were somewhat euphemistic.

More than just abstraction?

After a moment, Lin Wu put down the map and continued: "Mom, let's go to Beiding District."

Lin Guixiang was not very familiar with Qingshi, "Is Beiding District far from here?"

"About an hour's drive." Lin Wu replied.

Lin Guixiang nodded slightly, "Okay, your aunt will probably be back soon. Let her drive us there."

"Um."

Although there are store managers and other salespeople in both stores, they are still very busy at busy times.

Lin Wu also helped.

The employees in the store like Lin Wu, the little boss.

Not only is he good-looking, he also has no airs.

"Little girl, I want a hydrating facial mask and a lotus lotus lotion."

"I'm sorry, the lotus lotus lotus lotus lotus lotion has been sold out." Lin Wu gave the middle-aged woman a box of facial masks.

Sold out?

The middle-aged woman was stunned and said, "How come it was sold out so quickly?"

Lin Wu continued: "You can use your queuing number and come back the day after tomorrow to wait for your number to be called. Then you don't have to queue up again."

"The day after tomorrow?" The middle-aged woman frowned slightly.

"Yes." Lin Wu nodded slightly.

The middle-aged woman seemed to want to say something more, but after thinking about it, she said nothing. She nodded and said, "Okay."

Lin Wu's eyes fell on the little girl next to the middle-aged woman, "Is this your daughter?"

"Yes." The middle-aged woman looked at the little girl and said, "Lanlan, please call me sister."

"Hello, sister." Lanlan said politely.

Lanlan looks about eleven or twelve years old, with very white skin and bright eyes. She looks lively and cute.

But as a doctor, Lin Wu could tell at a glance that there was something strange about Lanlan's body.

Something is wrong.

Lin Wu immediately squatted down, reached out and touched Lan Lan's forehead, and finally put her hand on Lan Lan's pulse.

After a moment, she raised her head and looked at the middle-aged woman, "Auntie, Lanlande may be feeling a little unwell. I suggest you take her to the hospital for a checkup today and stay in the hospital for a few days of observation."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman asked nervously: "What's wrong with my daughter?"

Lin Wu looked serious, "She may have a recessive genetic disease, and she will definitely have a myocardial infarction within three days. If it cannot be treated in time, it may happen."

The rest is self-evident.

"so serious?"

The middle-aged woman's face turned pale. She immediately knelt down and looked at her daughter, "Lanlan, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

Lanlan shook her head, "It's not uncomfortable, not at all."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Wu again, "Little girl, how did you know that my daughter would have a myocardial infarction?"

Lin Wu said: "I know a little bit about Chinese medicine."

Know Chinese medicine?

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman looked at Lin Wu again.

This girl looks like she's not even eighteen yet, right?

Do you really know how to heal?

Could she be trying to cheat money?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman squinted her eyes and continued: "Then do you have any medicine that can cure my daughter?"

Lin Wu shook her head slightly, "I don't sell medicine here."

She hasn't taken the exam yet.

If you sell medicine, wouldn't it become an illegal medical practice?

She is a good law-abiding citizen.

Don't do that kind of thing.

After finishing her sentence, Lin Wu said again: "You'd better take Lanlan to the hospital as soon as possible."

Not selling medicine?

So what does she want to do?

Could it be that she wanted to recommend a hospital to her? The middle-aged woman continued: "Then do you have any recommendations for a hospital that can cure my daughter?"

"As long as it's a hospital you can trust," Lin Wu replied.

Nor is it a medical recommendation to recommend a hospital.

The middle-aged woman was stunned again.

For a moment, she couldn't figure out what Lin Wu wanted to do.

After paying the money, the middle-aged woman took her daughter and left.

Along the way, Lin Wu's words kept repeating in her mind.

Myocardial infarction?

Will her daughter really have a myocardial infarction and leave her?

She wasn't sure whether Lin Wu's words were true.

But she didn't dare to directly conclude that what Lin Wu said was false.

Scammers all have an agenda.
To be continued...