Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Li Qingran looked at the confused look on the little sweet girl's face and continued: "I will get off work in a while today, please wait for me."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Sier."

Err?This name is so cute and fits the image of the little sweet girl very well.

Li Qingran couldn't help pinching her cheek, pretending to take out a bottle of homemade cleansing oil from her pocket, but actually from the space. It was actually homemade with coconut oil. She also specially added calendula, which has calming and anti-inflammatory properties. Functional.

"Here's this for you. Go wash your face and remove the foundation on your face to prevent the irritation from getting worse."

Si'er took what Li Qingran handed over and opened it curiously and smelled it.

"This smells so good! Is this for wiping your face?"

Li Qingran then remembered that it was not yet a developed area. Most people didn't know the concept of makeup removal. Most people just washed their faces with water and soap locust. However, the quality of cosmetics in this era was not very good. For a long time, If it is not cleaned after use, problems will definitely occur.

"This is specially used to cleanse the makeup on your face. I made it myself, and it's just right for you. I'll go back with you after get off work later and make a Chinese medicine mask for you."

Si'er's eyes shone brightly and he nodded like a little hamster.

Li Qingran had a thought in his mind. He was originally going to make a name for himself with Xuejia Cream, but just now he suddenly discovered that the effect of Xuejia Cream was very effective in the first few times, but as the number of times of use increased, the effect would definitely disappear. So obvious.

Moreover, unhealthy skin care methods are the root cause of women’s bad skin in this era, coupled with the limitations of makeup concepts and materials.

As a result, the most profitable industries have not yet developed. If you can seize this wave and accumulate original capital first, when the market comes to life in the late 80s, you will be among the first batch of gold diggers!

Thinking of this, Li Qingran's blood started to boil. In his previous life, he could make a lot of money from just a few small things. In this life, with such a good opportunity, he would not be able to earn and become the richest man.

Li Qingran smiled slightly. The time she traveled through in exchange for her life was not just to be a simple military wife.

Li Qingran walked briskly towards the Chinese medicine clinic. Since she was going to make a Chinese medicine facial mask, she had to let the herbalist make a name for herself.

Only in this way can the medicinal materials in the space be taken out and used openly.

When they arrived at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, Li Qingran asked the nurse, "Hi, sister, where is Dr. Jiao Hehua?"

"The archives over there."

What did Lotus do when she went to the archives room on her first day as an intern?

Li Qingran followed the house number and finally saw Jiao Hehua in a dim room in the corner.

A man was carrying piles of medical records, dripping with sweat.

"Lotus." Li Qingran called softly.

I saw Jiao Hehua, whose face was covered in sweat, lifting his face from a pair of dusty materials.

Wiping the sweat with his hand, he smiled naively and said, "Qingran, why are you here."

Li Qingran watched her squeeze out of the pile of materials with difficulty, then took out a handkerchief and wiped her face.

"Why don't you study with the teacher and sort out the medical records by yourself?"

"Oh, it's okay. What's the matter? Did you come here to see me for something?"

Seeing that she didn't want to answer, Li Qingran didn't press the question, and said, "Don't I need some Chinese medicinal materials? I thought you could prescribe them for me."

"Ah, this is a small matter, come with me."

Li Qingran followed Jiao Hehua to the doctor's office of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Qingran, what medicinal materials do you need?"

"Baizhi, Bai Chou, White Cohosh..."

"Qingran, these traditional Chinese medicines have anti-inflammatory, analgesic and whitening effects. What are you going to do with them?"

Qingran said with a smile: "I don't have a sister here, and her skin is not very good. I will go back and make some facial masks for her. She has decided to participate in the performance of the art troupe!"

The two were having a lively discussion about traditional Chinese medicine for skin care.

At the door, a woman in a white coat walked in.

The skin is a little dark yellow, but even with a little lipstick on it, it looks yellow and black, and looks a bit nondescript.

"Jiao Hehua, I asked you to find a file, why did you come here to be lazy again? Be careful, I will tell the director that you are lazy later, so that you will not be able to pass the internship period."

Jiao Hehua's face immediately froze, and with a bit of fear, she stood up.

"Dr. Fan, I will sort it out right away. Don't worry, I will definitely find it when I get off work."

The female doctor twisted her waist in dissatisfaction, walked up to Jiao Hehua and Li Qingran arrogantly, and looked at them with contempt.

"Don't associate with any unscrupulous people casually, our department will not tolerate such things."

Jiao Hehua's face turned red, "Qing Qingran is not an unruly person."

"Hey, you just learned to talk back to senior sister, Jiao Hehua, how good of you!"

Li Qingran saw all this with his eyes, and looked at the other doctors next to him with evasive eyes, but no one came to help.

What this woman says is all about herself, how can she bear this?

Could this man have some serious brain disease? He was really speechless.

"Lotus, sometimes I feel so sad for you."

Li Qingran smiled and took the prescription from her hand.

"Not only do you have to deal with patients every day, but you also have to deal with barking animals. Life is not easy in the first place, and it is really not easy for you to have to endure such pain."

Sure enough, the man named Dr. Fan jumped up immediately.

"what do you mean?"

Li Qingran looked at her outstretched finger and grabbed it. Fan Jie felt pain and tried to break free, but Li Qingran was frighteningly strong.

"I said you are also a doctor after all. Can you have some normal human social etiquette?"

As he spoke, he fanned his nose with his hand and covered it in disgust: "Oh, I see you are like this, I guess your bad breath problem is quite serious, Helicobacter pylori is so clingy."

"Let me tell you, the doctors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine can't even cure their own illnesses, so how can they convince their patients?"

Fan Jie was so angry that Li Qingran rolled her eyes, "You, you..."

"What are you doing? If you can't see clearly, I can help you. You know, my hands have also been dissected by the teacher." He said and gently touched Fan Jie's face with his fingers.

Some bitches said in a swish voice: "The skin of a living person is better and warmer."

"Ah!!!" Fan Jie was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost fell down, "You have the guts."

When Fan Jie rushed out of the office, the others burst into explosive laughter.

It was so exciting. It was the first time they saw someone forcing Fan Jie to do this.

"Lotus, your friend is so interesting."

Many people joked.

Li Qingran was not pretentious, "Hello, I am Li Qingran from the emergency department, and I am also a good friend of Hehua. From now on, we, Hehua, will take care of you."

"Easy to say, easy to say, Dr. Li, the Fan Jie you offended just now is a disciple of Mei Chuanfang, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. You should be careful about her wearing small shoes on you in the future."

Li Qingran looked at the doctor who kindly reminded him and nodded. Good guy, it turns out he also has a background.

In this era, many departments like this are related to each other.

There are very few people like Jiao Hehua who are born from grass roots, so it is no wonder that others bully her.

I only pick the soft persimmons.

It's a pity that she, Li Qingran, is born rebellious and just can't stand this.

Reasonable use of power means assessing the situation; abuse of power means stupidity.