The villain of quick wear

Chapter 267 The Angry Sister 11

Jin Ran took out a rough medicine bottle from his bosom, and poured out a translucent white pill.

The pill is like a round and smooth artwork, and the refreshing fragrance is emitted from it.

Jin Ran stretched out his hand, "You can try it, this time, I won't charge you."

The innkeeper was a little moved, "How can I be sure it's not poison?"

Jin Ran simply swallowed the Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pill in his palm.

The innkeeper's eyes widened, but Jin Ran was normal, "Okay, give me one."

Jin Ran poured out another Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pill, and the innkeeper couldn't wait to swallow it.

The innkeeper touched his stomach and other parts, but felt nothing.

Jin Ran saw the innkeeper's doubts and disbelief, "Your eyes are black and your skin is dry, it must be due to lack of sleep. As a hotel owner, you can't say that you live a rich life, but your lack of sleep is most likely due to insomnia relationship. You take the Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pill, and when you wait until tomorrow, you will naturally know its miraculous effect."

The hotel owner was skeptical, and quietly told the hotel staff to keep an eye on Jin Ran.

If Qingfeng Quyou Pill doesn't work, she will make Jin then regret selling fake medicine.

As night fell, the innkeeper who returned home ate and took a bath.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the hotel owner called Haqia one after another, and the deep sleepiness came like a wave.

Unable to overcome the drowsiness, the innkeeper lay down on the bed, and a thought appeared in his mind.

"If you go to bed early, you will definitely wake up at two or three o'clock in the morning. How can I survive the second half of the night?"

The innkeeper's worries didn't happen, and she slept until dawn.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time, and the innkeeper opened his eyes with bright eyes and a radiant face.

Hurrying to the hotel, the hotel owner dealt with Jin Ran with a playful smile.

Jin Ran went straight to the point, "What's the effect?"

The innkeeper gave a thumbs up, "Okay, very good, I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time. Well, doctor, master, how do you sell your Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pill?"

Jin Ran stretched out five fingers, "One bottle of five thousand, one bottle of twelve Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pills."

The innkeeper opened his mouth wide, "Twelve Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pills cost five thousand, Master, isn't that too expensive?"

Jin Ran shook his head, "Take one Qingfeng Fenyou Pill a week, and after twelve weeks, symptoms such as insomnia will gradually disappear. In the future, as long as you maintain a good schedule and sufficient exercise, you can take care of your food and sleep quality." Good. 5000 yuan to cure your insomnia, do you think it is expensive?"

The innkeeper thought about it, and it seemed to be the reason.

People who have never suffered from insomnia do not understand the pain of insomnia. In order to eat well, drink well and sleep well, she spent the 5000 yuan.

The hotel owner spent 5000 yuan to buy a bottle of Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pills.

Qingfeng Quyou Pill is mainly used to treat insomnia, etc. It also has the effect of detoxification and beauty after long-term use.

After taking a bottle of Qingfeng Dispelling Worry Pill, the innkeeper's skin became delicate and he looked ten years younger.

The friends were very surprised and asked the hotel owner what skin care products they bought.

The innkeeper didn't hide it either, and told them about the Qingfeng Quyou Pill.

Modern people have a fast pace of life, and one out of every four people suffers from insomnia.

They are already very tired from work, and if they can't sleep well, it will kill them.

Witnessing the changes of the innkeeper with his own eyes, the friend of the innkeeper firmly believes that the Qingfeng Quyou Pill has a miraculous effect on treating insomnia, and pesters him to find out Jinran's contact information.

Because of the innkeeper's publicity, Jinran increased a little bit of customers.

This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

With an income of 5000 yuan, Jin Ran stopped messing around and took a day off with peace of mind.

A dark and windy night, cloudy and windless.

Jin Ran lay on the bed, her eyes slowly closed, and the black shadow reappeared beside Bai Ye.

(End of this chapter)