I sell insurance in Ba Zongwen

Chapter 19
Xia Bupei first applied a very technical makeup, drawing wrinkles and age spots on his face.

Then use a white disposable eyebrow dye to dye the eyebrows white.

Next is the classic dressing session, wearing a plain Chinese tunic suit.

Under the tunic robe, Xia Bupei's cloth shoes with two layers of insoles are hidden.

Regardless of whether "he" has medical skills or not, as long as there is a young man holding "his" thigh and begging the doctor to save me, there will always be people who will believe him.

Finally, Xia Bupei opened the largest cloakroom at home, took out a dusty short-haired wig, and put it on carefully.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at her outfit, it was perfect!

There is basically no problem with the appearance of the dress, oh yes, it is still one step away, the smell of herbs must be on the body.

She put on the refreshing traditional Chinese medicine sachet that she bought by the way when she went out early in the morning, and now the smell is harmonious.

She walked out with a small folding table in one hand, walked to the railing where she saw Nangong Chu last time at Canaan College, and started to set up a stall.

"Your father's leukemia is beyond the reach of gods!"

"If you don't do it, some people will do it, then you can go."

He will only believe unconditionally, and will never be suspicious.

The young man really worked hard to earn the 200 yuan, and with his nose and tears rolling in front of Xia Bupei's table.

Looking at it this way, it seems that many of the miracle doctors that people can see have to have their own stereotypes.

So naturally, he sat down in front of Xia Bupei.

That's all a lie!

"Doctor Wang! I beg you! Help my father!"

The young man understood and immediately performed an impromptu freestyle.

But today, Nangong Chu had a nosebleed for no reason.

I don't know if it's true or not.

Is the pressure on young people now... so much?
Xia Bupei hurriedly introduced the topic, and could not let down the good place of the actor's shop of the opponent's play: "For your filial piety, you can come to my clinic to see me again tomorrow. Today is a free clinic, and it is a day for other people to see the doctor for free. It's messed up here."

"Doctor Wang! My old man has been sentenced to death by Western medicine. You just prescribed him a medicine, and he lived for another five years. I beg you to do me a favor and go there again!"

How about saying that the group performances are awesome, the young man said that the western medicine said that he couldn't be saved, and made Nangong Chu feel helpless.

But this person thinks that if the salary is two hundred, he only needs to stay for half a day, and if the person comes early, he can finish the job early.

Success or failure is here!
Xia Bupei's surface is calm, but his heart is anxious, so quickly reach out!

The genius doctor naturally only loves medical books, Xia Bupei didn't even dare to bring out his mobile phone, for fear of destroying his stereotype.

It's a pity that a good opportunity to sit on the ground and raise prices was missed.

"False! False! Your pulse is too weak!"

Xia Bupei took out a miniature pillow, smiled lightly and motioned Nangong Chu to put his hand on the pillow, grasped his pulse, and began to count the beat carefully.

Thinking about it carefully, he has indeed often felt his limbs go limp recently.

Xia Bupei shook his head lightly, turned sideways, and continued looking at the medical book in his hand from a different angle.

Both Nangong Chu and Ye Lixi were shocked, and started cursing on the spot: "What kind of genius doctor, you can't even cure this little ailment!" After finishing speaking, they wanted to leave.

The young man blinked his eyes immediately, wiped away his tears, and smiled through his tears: "Okay! It's good if you agree! Then I won't bother you anymore!"

Then the two opened a certain degree together by coincidence, and began to search for his symptoms.

Nangong Chu lowered his head: "Actually, I am an orphan."

Oh no, it can't be called a stall, it should be called a free clinic.

Real masters don't speak for themselves, they have to be entrusted to do so.

It's actually a good deal.

As soon as the young man appeared on stage, he amazed everyone, his voice was comparable to a live version of an opera.

Fortunately, the young man was lucky, and Xia Bupei was also lucky. After putting on the makeup with so much hard work, it didn't take long for the right owner to come.

The actors set up the stage, and the audience watched from the sidelines.

Nangong Chu hurriedly asked: "Did you see what disease I have at a glance?"

But Xia Bupei doesn't care about any mistakes made by other actors. A master doesn't need a script and excellent actors. She is the drama itself sitting there.

The young man disagreed at first. Xia Bupei wanted to increase the money, but after seeing so many people coming and going, he suddenly changed his mind.

Xia Bupei gritted his teeth and spent two hundred yuan to hire a young man, so that whenever he saw Nangong Chu appear, he would rush forward and beg her to save his father.

Seeing this, Xia Bupei couldn't help being a little astonished.

He stretched out his hand: "Okay, then I'll show you!"

Talking is also like singing, and it always feels a little awkward to listen to.

Strong and powerful, it doesn't sound like a problem.

Xia Bupei really held his breath, raised his eyes and said: "It can't be cured, just give up."

Xia Bupei shook his head sadly: "Your family has a history of genetic diseases."

Xia Bupei raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure what you have is a minor illness?"

Although Nangong Chu was always cautious, he still felt that it was okay to extend his hand, and it would be good to have a look.

This was the biggest trap. If Nangong Chu really stretched out his hand, Xia Bupei would have the final say on his physical condition.

Regardless of the facts, in Nangong Chu's heart, this miracle doctor Wang is already Hua Tuo's living level expert.

The two of them climbed the wall together to go out today. In fact, they also wanted to go to a professional hospital for a physical examination.

Xia Bupei shook his head: "It's just some preliminary judgment, you stretch out your hand."

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion, saying that leukemia was hopeless, and so on.

Saying that, Xia Bupei wanted to feel his pulse.

Both of them felt guilty and did not dare to look Xia Bupei in the eyes.

So Xia Bupei didn't say any more, just hung a sign of free clinic on the table, and just looked at the medical books on the ground.

Xia Bupei waved his hand: "Go, go!"

"Genius doctor, please help me. Recently, I have been suffering from chest tightness, shortness of breath, weakness in limbs, and nosebleeds from time to time. I don't know what's wrong."

In the past, neither Ye Lixi nor Nangong Chu believed in Chinese medicine at all.

If the young man has no quality at this time and dares to say to Xia Bupei, "If you don't let me do it, I will expose you!", maybe he can get more money.

Xia Bupei chuckled lightly: "If you are really a minor illness, you can leave. You heard what the young man said just now. His father didn't listen to me at the beginning. He went to the hospital for an examination and found nothing wrong. He ended up with a minor illness. If you become seriously ill, tsk tsk tsk, you guys should go too."

Xia Bupei hurriedly sighed, pretending to be profound: "It seems that you are also a hard-working person."

It made Nangong Chu, a confident person, a little unconfident.

Thus began a big drama.

"Girl, do you want to have a pulse?" Xia Bupei said to Ye Lixi.

　First day of trying to write on the subway...

　　It’s okay, if you can grab a position, you can write.

　　Try today to see if you can recover [-].

　　
　
(End of this chapter)