What to do when you have money

Chapter 165 The Story of Feng Chengcheng (4)

When Feng Chengcheng woke up, he smelled a faint fragrance before opening his eyes.

It smells so good, like the wildflowers I smelled when I went outing with my father when I was a child.

Am I dead?

It doesn't matter if you die, you don't have to endure other people's eyes and comments anymore.

But, what about father, how does he eat and drink in bed, what if his leg hurts again?
No, I can't die.

I want to live.

Feng Chengcheng suddenly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a pink quilt, so warm pink.

Where is this?
Turning her head against the pillow, she saw that the room was not only pink, but white, green, and black.

When she saw the black, she was so frightened that she hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover her head, she didn't dare to face it, she was afraid of exposing herself to the other party.

Those are a pair of big black eyes, so beautiful that people can't help but sink into them when they look at them.

It was precisely because the other party was beautiful that Feng Chengcheng did not dare to face the other party. She knew that she was ugly, and in front of these beautiful big eyes, she seemed to have nothing to hide.

"Don't be afraid, you are in my beauty salon now. Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Qing, and I am the director of this beauty salon."

Hearing this familiar and warm voice, Feng Chengcheng opened a gap in the quilt.She knew who the speaker was, the beautiful woman who had given her hope.

Seeing Feng Chengcheng being naughty like a child with only a pair of eyes showing, Zhao Qing smiled like a flower, she pointed to the woman with big black eyes and said: "She is a beautician who can paint and heal your burns. "

Hearing what Zhao Qing said, Feng Chengcheng opened the quilt violently, revealing his entire face.Although her appearance was ugly, her eyes were pure, and her pure eyes were already full of tears. Her eyes looked at the face and body of the beautician named Huahua for a long time, and finally her eyes Locked between painted eyebrows.

"You, can you really cure me?"

Huahua didn't smile amiably like Zhao Qing, she was very cold, she only answered one word.

"can."

Feng Chengcheng was stunned by something called happiness, and her mind was in confusion. After about 2 minutes, she said bitterly: "Thank you for telling me this good news. This is the worst I have heard in more than 30 years. Good news. But, I don't have any money, I don't have any money for the operation fee. I, let's forget it."

After finishing speaking, she sat up, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. There was still a lot of work waiting for her on the road.

Judging from the slow motion of her lifting the quilt, she felt very reluctant and unwilling.

But no matter how reluctant she is, no matter how unwilling, there is no money in this society, and no matter how beautiful the wish is, it is just a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, elusive but unattainable.

"I told you it's free, we don't charge for your treatment here."

Zhao Qing was a little puzzled, I told her clearly, why did she forget, she was always thinking about spending money.

Feng Chengcheng was knocked dizzy by happiness again, but this time she woke up very quickly.Her eyes tightened, and her body changed from relaxed to tensed. She stepped back carefully step by step, and retreated to the corner of the wall, holding a vase on the window sill with her hand and holding it to her chest, saying.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Are you stealing my body organs in the name of free?"

When she said this, the hands holding the vase were trembling. She didn't believe that there were such good things in this world. Businessmen were all after profit. How could they do things that were not beneficial.

There must be a shady story here.

Feng Chengcheng thought of the underground black heart hospital introduced in the news, they used the name of free to harvest human organs, and then sold them for money.

The skin on my body is bad, but my organs are good, and they must have fallen in love with my organs.

It must be so, otherwise how could these two women be so kind.

Zhao Qing and Huahua looked at each other, Huahua showed no expression, Zhao Qing smiled wryly, she stroked her forehead for a long time before saying to Feng Chengcheng: "Well, wait a moment."

She turned around and left the room, and came back after a while, holding a handful of documents in her hand.

"Here, this is our business license, this is our tax registration, and this is the identification of Huahua and me. You should believe me this time."

Feng Chengcheng held the vase in one hand, and with the other hand, he took these documents and put them on the bed to look at them suspiciously.

"Hey, it seems to be true."

"What seems to be true, it is true. I said what's wrong with you, you can't be cured. There are still several people waiting here."

Zhao Qing hadn't spoken yet, but she was in a bit of a hurry to draw. A burn like Feng Chengcheng's was not a trouble at all for her, and she could finish painting in a few 10 minutes at most.But this would delay Feng Chengcheng's time, enough for her to paint several skins.

"Huahua, don't worry."

Zhao Qing patted Huahua's arm, and said softly to Feng Chengcheng: "I can understand your feelings, but I wouldn't believe it if it were me before. I opened this beauty salon to speak my mind, and I never thought about making money , I just want to make women like you and me beautiful again. You have also seen my previous photos. I was a laid-off female worker before. I did a lot of work, drove a taxi, and worked as a nanny for others. Then it was a coincidence Under the circumstances, our family has some money. Now that I have money, I want to do something for this society, for us ordinary women at the bottom of society. Please believe me, I will not ask for your fees, let alone I won't ask for your organs. Come, put down the vase, and tell my sister what your name is."

Zhao Qing's words were very soft, Feng Chengcheng seemed to have a kind of magic power to make her feel at ease after listening to it, she put the vase back to its original position, lowered her head and said softly: "I, my name is Feng Chengcheng."

Huahua heard this name for some reason, and a smile suddenly broke out on her cold face. She covered her mouth and laughed sweetly: "Feng Chengcheng? Haha."

Zhao Qing looked at Huahua who was shaking with laughter and asked, "Why, do you know this name?"

Hua Hua instantly regained his aloofness, raised his head and replied, "I don't know."

"I didn't know you were still laughing."

"It's not enough if people want to laugh."

Zhao Qing stopped talking to Hua Hua, and instead she laughed.

"Feng Chengcheng, where's your Brother Xu Wenqiang?"

Hearing Zhao Qing's jokes, Feng Chengcheng's nervous heart suddenly relaxed, and she replied jokingly: "My strong brother hasn't appeared yet. In the future, he will definitely wear a top hat, a windbreaker, and a The white scarf came to me."

Seeing Feng Chengcheng's shy look, Zhao Qing smiled heartily again. She walked up and patted Feng Chengcheng's shoulder and said, "Yes, Brother Qiang will definitely come to you. But before we look for you, we will take your How about returning to his original appearance. You don't want to see him just like this, do you?"

Feng Chengcheng didn't speak, but nodded shyly.

Just when Zhao Qing thought she would agree to the treatment, Feng Chengcheng suddenly asked her a question.

And this problem not only stumped her, but she couldn't even think of a way to draw a picture.

(End of this chapter)