Chapter 1092

Here, sun YingYing and Li Xiaomeng packed up. Doctor Zhou finally couldn't help coming over, "little martial sister, in fact, you have many ways to help others. There's no need to set up a stall here. If the urban management comes, you can't keep your table and stool."

Sun Yingying blushed when she saw Dr. Zhou. "Er, you know, I'm young and no one invited me to see a doctor. I'll come and play when I'm free on weekends..."

Dr. Zhou said in a tone of hatred: "You'll be fooling around. Don't you forget that your eighth martial sister is the vice president of the hospital? You're already a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, you can go there for treatment... Don't worry about it. Sorry, I'll tell your eighth martial sister. If you knew you were wasting time and talent here, you might as well go to the Zhoujia medical school in Beijing with me!"

With that, Dr. Zhou couldn't help but say and turned and left.

"Hey, hey, I actually want to accumulate merit here!" Sun Yingying said hurriedly. Although the reputation of the magic stick is not good, the speed of earning merit is still very fast.

But Dr. Zhou didn't listen at all. He thought that with such good medical skills, junior sister should help more people in the hospital. "It's also boundless merit to cure the disease and save people!"

With these words, Dr. Zhou has gone far.

Sun Yingying could not laugh or cry, but he also knew that doctor Zhou meant well.

"Sister Ying, shall we come again?" Li Xiaomeng asked. She thought it was very interesting, but if sister Ying went to the hospital in the future, she wouldn't go.

There is no park in the hospital!

"Er, we'll talk about it later." Sun Yingying couldn't cry or laugh, but she also knew that setting up a stall was not a long-term plan. "Anyway, I'll come this afternoon..."

Wen Qingshu waved, "Yingying, we just walked around and ordered lunch. Let's go to dinner together."

"Thank you, grandma." Sun Yingying said with a smile, "forget it. Go to dinner first and talk about it later."

"Where's doctor Zhou?" old man Yun asked and looked around.

Sun Yingying said with a smile: "elder martial brother, it's too shabby for me to tell fortune and see a doctor here. Go to find elder martial sister eight and let me go to the hospital!"

"Oh, it's really not fashionable here. It's very poor." old man Yun nodded, "In fact, I don't think it's good for you to go to the hospital. After all, you look at your age and work experience. You're young and may be underestimated after you go. Besides, although your eighth martial sister is the vice president, she can let you go to the hospital, but... In order to avoid being said to be favoritism and fraud, you'd better go to other departments..."

Sun Yingying listened and nodded, "that's OK. Let's talk about it then. It's here. It's not bad."

After lunch, sun Yingying continued to set up a stall.

There was also a lot of business in the afternoon. Sun Yingying was too busy to even drink water.

Li Xiaomeng saw an old lady walking quickly past their booth, frowning, "sister Ying, isn't that the old lady who asked us to calculate her son who suffered a shipwreck last week?"

Sun Yingying squinted and nodded, "yes!"

"How did she see us walking around? If she didn't calculate correctly, she should come and smash our yard?" Zhao Xinying was puzzled and suddenly thought of the truth. "Sister Ying calculated accurately, but she didn't want to give money. After all, she didn't give money before..."