"I graduated from the Graduate School of Huazhong University of Medicine, I have a certificate."
Wen Ying looked earnestly and sincerely at Li Min's father, and what she said made the corners of his mouth twitch. Was she joking with him?
He asked where the fortune teller was from, not about his educational background
Forget it, forget it, those who have some skills probably don't like others asking.
"Dr. Wen, I trust you. Could you please leave a contact number?" Li Min's father had spent his whole life skirting the edges of legality. If he had any real skills, they were few, as he was just trying to make a living. However, he truly admired and revered this profession. Unfortunately, he never encountered a true master, or perhaps he simply wasn't worthy of their attention.
And now, upon seeing Wen Ying, his once dormant heart began to stir restlessly.
"Sure, if you need to see a doctor next time, you can make an appointment with me."
Watching Li Min's father leave with Li Min, Wen Ying turned and walked into the old street.
The crowd was not too dense, and the sun, peeking through the clouds, cast slender rays of light that sprinkled onto the ground.
The moisture in the air was gradually evaporating, and as Wen Ying walked by, many gazes would always linger on her.
[I don't know why, but seeing this scene inexplicably makes me feel comfortable.]
[Host, can you see our comments? I want to ask if what just happened counts as one of today's live stream slots?]
[Dr. Wen is busy picking up the slack, where does she have time to look at us? Besides, with this kind of pinhole camera, she can't see the bullet comments! She doesn't even have a phone!]
"There's one spot left. Let's see if it will be on this street or in the live stream."
[Terrified! The streamer can see our comments?]
[This is clearly a guess, a coincidence! Have you forgotten Dr. Wen's profession? A professional psychologist skilled in deduction! Figuring out what we're thinking is a piece of cake for him.]
[It scared me so much that I broke out in a cold sweat! Fortunately, Dr. Wen is still human!]
"Little girl, are you here to buy antiques? Let me tell you, all these items have history and provenance. There are many good things here, and if you miss this chance, there won't be another! Are you buying for an elder? Look at this snuff bottle, how about I give you a discount? If you don't like it, take a look at this stamp. It was used by a very important person, and it's priceless!"
In front of the shouting vendor was a stall, with items laid out on a specially made plastic sheet, waterproof.
I have to say, the items for sale are quite diverse, including cups, bowls, teapots, old books, small stones, calligraphy brushes, wallets, and bracelets.
Originally not planning to stop, Wen Ying really did pause when she glanced over the stall.
"Boss, can this wooden sword ward off evil spirits?"
The boss's face twitched momentarily, clearly feeling that the temperament of the girl in front of him did not match her words, but he was a competent vendor.
"Of course you can! This peach wood sword was bought from a monk! If you want it, it'll be five thousand yuan! I bought it for four thousand eight hundred, so making two hundred off you isn't too much, right?" In just a few seconds, the shopkeeper had already come up with his pitch.
"Will you sell it for two hundred?"
[Boss: Five thousand yuan, Dr. Wen: Two hundred yuan! Isn't bargaining usually cutting the price in half? Dr. Wen's bargaining power is way too fierce! A true master among experts!]
[The boss was probably cursing inwardly, especially curious about what use this wooden sword had. Did it really ward off evil? Did Dr. Wen need something like this?]
[With Dr. Wen upstairs, what evil spirits or crooked paths would dare to appear?!]
"Little girl, you're not making fun of me, are you? This is a peachwood sword blessed by a master!"
"Boss, isn't the peachwood sword commonly used in Taoism? But what you're saying is from Buddhism. You should do some homework beforehand; monks don't use wooden swords. And this thing, you picked it up from the mountain, right? That place isn't clean."