Where did the unhealthy trends come from?

I was clearly talking about women, but why did I suddenly think of that little bastard?

Ji Feixiu's face turned gloomy, and suddenly remembered the appearance of Emperor Yong Yin's boys and girls. His face looked better than that of a girl's house, but it was too evil.

His eyes suddenly widened!

uh-huh???

No, he wouldn't be betrayed by the little boy!!

...

There are crowds of people outside the honeysuckle shop, and there are many people watching the fun, but not many people who really dare to buy it.

Corrections are not that there are not many, but there is no at all!

The fake arms and legs hang in the store, which makes people feel psychologically uncomfortable. When they look at them, they feel disgusted and feel a little unlucky.

And the shape also looks like a broken limb and an arm, which is too scary.

So the people whispered. Although honeysuckle seemed to be very big and many bigwigs were tidy to congratulate each other, few people were optimistic about the business in the honeysuckle store.

Zhou Yanqing was not in a hurry. Her shop was just to save the favorability of the injured and disabled. The price of selling to the outside world was deducted from material procurement, labor costs, store business expenses, etc., and it almost made no money, and it was a cost price.

The market demand for prosthetic limbs is very high. Although the business she does is shocking and breaking through the inherent shackles of the ancients' ideas and concepts, as long as there is this market, just wait slowly, customers will always come to buy and sell.

Jieshi's wine is not afraid of the deep alley. She has no other branch in this family, so she naturally has no worries about not being able to sell it.

Instead, she thought to herself that she would have to ask for more people when she turned around, otherwise the supply would be insufficient.

Zhou Yanqing was not in a hurry, she could hold on and was patient, but the Regent, who was a pseudonym Suqing, got angry with her.

Qing'er has been busy for so long and has lost weight. This business is Qing'er's hard work...

The Regent made a secret gesture, thinking that he had made arrangements in advance.

So after a moment.

“Shop…”

A hoarse voice sounded. Zhou Yanqing turned around and saw a man in his early thirties with a vicissitudes of life. His left leg was empty under his pants. With the help of an old lady, he jumped with one foot and moved here with difficulty.

“Those things sold by the store…”

Zhou Yanqing smiled, "Do you want to give it a try?"

The man was stunned.

Zhou Yanqing stared at the man's amputated broken leg, which was amputated below the knee.

She ummed out loud, then turned around and picked a suitable model from the prosthetics hanging on the wall.

"You sit down first, I'll help you put it on."

Behind her, the deep and cold taciturn man, Suqing, was full of ghost energy and yin energy.

Seeing Zhou Yanqing squatting at the man's feet and trying to roll up the man's trouser legs, the man was flattered, and the dignified Regent stepped forward in one step!

Without saying a word, he took away the prosthetic limb from Zhou Yanqing's hand and simply helped the man to put it on his legs.

Zhou Yanqing: "????"

He was stunned for a moment, then calmly looked at the man who had already installed the prosthetics.

"The model is right, this thing can help you walk normally, but before that you need an adaptation period and it takes time to get used to it."

The man sat in place, looking nervous and nervous. He couldn't help but glance at the Regent, who continued to be mute without expression.

Men are so confused.

This thing... this thing sounds magical, but what if the real thing is not that magical?

And there are so many people watching the scene. If something goes wrong, wouldn’t it be a smash of the “Princess” sign?
Chapter completed!