The appearance of the ointment is really bad. Fu Yingying's face is a little red.

"That's because you've been scalded for more than three days. The medicine needs to be heavier, so the color is darker." Fu Yingying replied, "this bottle is estimated to be enough for you to use for two days. I'll give it to you this time. If you want it next time, you'll have to charge."

Chef Li took out a red envelope from his arms and put it directly on the table. "No, you can't make it take effort and lose money. Here's a thousand yuan. Is it enough for all the good ointment on my arm? Not enough, I'll add more money."

A thousand yuan. Good medical skills really have a way of "money". Fu Yingying nodded repeatedly, "that's enough. It's almost OK with five cans."

Chef Li said with a smile, "thank you, little miracle doctor."

Fu Yingying waved again and again, "don't dare, don't dare!"

Sun Xinghai thought of the ointment Fu Yingying had made for his mother, and the effect was also very good. Later, he went home to give Fu Yingying money to cure his mother's legs and let his mother live a good life for a few years.

The driver, sun Xinghai, helped to move the watermelon. Eight big watermelons were not weighed. Chef Li said with a smile: "Meihua sister, if you believe me, chef Li, I'll take it away first, weigh it at the restaurant, and let Xinghai bring you the money tomorrow."

Liu Meihua has a weak temper, but she is not a fool. If the other party can give Fu Yingying 1000 yuan for medicine, she will not black her watermelon money. "OK, of course, I can trust brother Li."

After opening the trunk, chef Li patted his head, "look at me. I bought something for YingYing and forgot to take it down. Xiao Wu, you should move it down quickly."

Drivers Xiao Wu and sun Xinghai also helped carry it. There are two boxes of milk, two boxes of Wahaha AD calcium milk, two boxes of instant noodles, big white rabbit milk candy, and two women's sportswear.

"Brother Li, don't bring things like this in the future. I'm very sorry," said Liu Meihua. "Take some back. Yingying can't eat all this alone."

"Hehe, since I've brought it here, I won't take it back. Well, it's not valuable. Don't be polite to me." Chef Li said with a smile, while commander driver Xiao Wu was good at loading watermelon.

On the way, Xiao Wu drove very slowly in order to break the watermelon.

Back home, chef Li couldn't wait to share the delicious watermelon with his family. He untied the gauze and applied ointment. As the little apprentice said, most of the pain disappeared and finally fell asleep.

Let's say a car stopped at Fu Yingying's house. Those talkative people ran to Mrs. Liu and praised: "Oh, hey, it's estimated that your rich son-in-law has come again and sent big and small bags. Although Meihua divorced, she gave birth to the children of the Fen Fu family after all. They are also the Fu family. They won't care about their mother. You say how much you can't think about it, so you want to marry your daughter to an asshole like Li Dafu."

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she smiled and said, "that's my daughter. Can you control it? I have something else to do. Let's go."

Mrs. Liu closed the door and walked on tiptoe, smoking a big cigarette pole, and came to Fu Yingying's house. Just as Liu Meihua was about to close the door, she was embarrassed to see Mrs. Liu and shouted, "Mom, what's the matter with you? It's dark and I'm not afraid of slipping and falling."

Old lady Liu stared, "you broom star, you know to curse me. You don't want me to be better. You were born to beat me. I won't say much. Send those things to me quickly. Don't dally."