Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 129 - 129 129 can give you a massage

129: Chapter 129 can give you a massage.

129: Chapter 129 can give you a massage.

“Oh, right, I wanted to ask you for a favor.

Could you spare me some of your company’s beauty serum?

The beauty salon’s business hasn’t been great lately.” After a bit of banter, Mu Xueru said.

“Of course, how much do you need?” Song Yuwei replied readily.

After pondering for a moment, Mu Xueru said, “Just give me ten bottles for now.

With these ten, I should be able to win back a few dozen members.”

“I’ll give you twenty bottles!” Song Yuwei declared generously.

Mu Xueru’s eyes lit up.

“Twenty bottles?

That would be fantastic.

How much per bottle?

I’ve heard the price has been inflated a lot on the market, and I’m not as rich as you.

Give them to me at cost.”

“What’s this talk of money?

I’m giving them to you as a gift!” Song Yuwei said with a laugh.

“Wow, look at you, throwing your weight around now that you’re the rich lady, huh!” Mu Xueru teased, and then started to tickle Song Yuwei again.

Song Yuwei couldn’t breathe from the tickles and gasped for mercy, “I was wrong, I was wrong.”

“Yu Wei, since Qin Han can now create such powerful beauty products, ask him if he has something that can make these bigger,” Mu Xueru said while looking at Song Yuwei.

Song Yuwei glanced at Mu Xueru and said mischievously, “If he can do it, but he has to do it himself, would you still agree?”

Hesitating at the thought of Qin Han’s face, who was not too bad-looking, Mu Xueru’s cheeks reddened and she huffed, “I’m all in!”

“He’d have to agree to it as well!” Song Yuwei gave Mu Xueru a dismissive look.

How could he go and touch someone else’s, when he hadn’t even touched his own yet?

However, Song Yuwei made a note of this request in her mind.

What’s the most important thing for a woman?

A pretty face and a good figure.

With the beauty serum, Song Yuwei was already confident about conquering the female market.

The remaining key part was the figure, and certain assets were crucial.

She would indeed have to ask about it later.

If she could dominate both the facial beauty and body figure markets, money would come effortlessly.

In the afternoon, there were no more patients at the clinic.

After informing patient number three on how to take their medicine, Qin Han casually gave Zhang Yalin and Zhong Yuanliang the afternoon off and then drove to Song Yuwei’s company.

The receptionist at the front desk had gotten to know Qin Han and quickly stood up upon seeing him enter, saying, “Brother-in-law, you’re here!”

“Yes, hello, is Yu Wei upstairs?” Qin Han asked with a smile.

Considering the respect the Third Young Master of Hui Xian Building had shown Qin Han the other night, plus his handsome looks, the receptionist blushed and said, “President Song is upstairs.

Are you here to pick her up from work?”

“Right, I’ll head up first.” Qin Han nodded and then turned toward the elevator.

Watching Qin Han’s tall figure from the back, the receptionist began to daydream, “Sister-in-law is so lucky.

I wonder when I’ll be able to find such an outstanding man.”

Qin Han took the elevator to the fifth floor and headed straight for Song Yuwei’s office.

Passing the office area, all of Song Yuwei’s colleagues stood up to greet him, calling him brother-in-law this and brother-in-law that.

After responding to each one, Qin Han arrived at the door of Song Yuwei’s office and was just about to knock when he suddenly heard a voice from inside.

“Wow, these have gotten even bigger!

Come on, confess, did Qin Han use some kind of enlarging method on you?

They feel pretty…”

Pretty what, Qin Han didn’t catch clearly, instead he heard the shy voice of Song Yuwei: “Stop talking nonsense, he and I haven’t done that yet.”

Qin Han cleared his throat softly and knocked on the door.

The sudden sound startled the two women, who exchanged wide-eyed glances, taken aback by Qin Han as he entered.

“Why did you come so early today?” Song Yuwei checked her watch and smiled as she got up to greet Qin Han.

“There was nobody at the clinic this afternoon, so I came over,” Qin Han replied.

It was then he noticed a stunning beauty seated on the sofa, a match for Song Yuwei in looks.

Small and delicate, gracefully charming, she wore a black sleeve dress and had long, wavy curls over her shoulders, offering a unique allure.

Qin Han was momentarily stunned, and Song Yuwei, noticing his daze, slyly reached out towards his waist and pinched the soft flesh, sending a sharp pain that snapped him back to reality, yet he dared not make a sound.

Turning his head towards Song Yuwei, he saw her looking at him with a faint, teasing smile, he was caught red-handed!

Mu Xueru apparently missed the small exchange between them, stood up reaching out her hand, and said with a smile, “I’m Yu Wei’s good friend, Mu Xueru.”

“Hello!

Yu Wei has mentioned you,” Qin Han reached out and shook hands with Mu Xueru briefly, withdrawing almost immediately.

Song Yuwei, pleased, gave Qin Han a look and said, “She’s the childhood friend from the welfare institute I’ve told you about.”

Mu Xueru stood up to leave upon Qin Han’s arrival.

Settling back into her executive chair, Song Yuwei said with a smile, “Our beauty lotion has completely sold out in Zhongzhou, the effectiveness of the lotion you formulated is too incredible.” While speaking, her eyes curved into crescents.

Qin Han moved behind Song Yuwei, gently massaging her shoulders, and whispered, “Since there’s no issue with the product, let the people below handle it.

Why tire yourself out like this?”

“No, I want to build our business empire myself,” Song Yuwei murmured, feeling the tenderness of the man behind her.

Qin Han chuckled, knowing all too well that Song Yuwei was very ambitious, and no matter what he said, she would still insist on taking charge herself.

As the sun set, the sky gradually darkened, Song Yuwei packed up her things and joined Qin Han in heading to the parking lot.

Sitting in the car, Song Yuwei said with a mysterious air, “Um…

I have something to ask you.”

“What is it?” Qin Han, amused by Song Yuwei’s demeanor, asked with a smile.

“Well…

do you have a formula for…

enlarging?” Song Yuwei asked, somewhat embarrassed.

Qin Han was taken aback and queried, “Which one?”

“It’s…

you know, here.” Song Yuwei’s face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.

Following Song Yuwei’s gesture, Qin Han glanced at her quite spectacular figure and chuckled, “Yours are just perfect as they are, any bigger would be a burden.”

“But if you’re not satisfied, I might consider giving you a massage,” Qin Han said with a mischievous smile.

“Stop it, I’m not talking about myself,” Song Yuwei retorted petulantly, fully aware that her proportions were ideal and that no matter what this guy suggested, she wouldn’t agree.

“Is it about the friend you were with earlier?” Qin Han instantly thought of Mu Xueru from the office before, the flat runway…

Song Yuwei snorted, giving him a cold laugh, “You were staring plenty at her chest, I saw you zone out.”

“No way!” Qin Han denied emphatically, shaking his head.

Song Yuwei wasn’t planning to let it go and reached out towards Qin Han’s waist, “Then how did you know it was her?”

“I…”

“Boom!”

Just as Qin Han was about to speak, a loud noise interrupted him.

They stopped the car and saw a large tree lying across the road in front of them.

Qin Han frowned and looked around; the weather tonight was calm, without any heavy winds, and even a strong wind shouldn’t have been able to bring down a large tree that required two people to embrace.

There were also no construction workers around.

There was something mysterious about the fallen tree.

“Stay in the car, don’t get out!”