My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 302: Chapter 295: Why Not Slap to Death?

She put down her basin and smeared something on her face in front of mirror.

“Who cares? I do not need you guys as friends. What benefits can you bring me?”

The subsequent military training was still harsh and tiring. Every day, the broadcast was all about the training. They sang military songs, practiced military posture, and managed to gain some perseverance.

Before long, seven days later, the training ended.

Lin Yile was somewhat sentimental about their instructors even shedding a few secret tears, but Tang Yuxin felt nothing. She felt her heart was probably very cold. She wasn’t sure if there was anything in the world that could still cause ripples in her heart.

Her emotional response was lacking.

“Hey, I haven’t turned all that dark, have I?” Lin Yile pointed at her face, which was still quite fair, and she didn’t have any sunburn at all.

“I’m the same,” said Ting Yuan, who was naturally dark-skinned and prone to getting darker. Every summer she would often turn into a black coal, by then her face was dark and only her teeth white.

Song Qingtong rubs her face for a while, then suddenly moved in front of Tang Yuxin. Tang Yuxin quickly put her pillow inside her quilt. Why did these people always like to sit on her pillow?

Song Qingtong reaches out to turn Tang Yuxin’s face, and saw her face which was slightly reddened by the sunlight yesterday, was now translucently pale with a healthy complexion. That was not the face of someone who had been in the sun for a week during military training. Usually, the boys wouldn’t say much, but girls would certainly get darker. And it wasn’t just a mere sunburn, some even had peeling skin due to sunburn.

At least, the face and neck should be the same color, while the neck and shoulder should be of a different color. But there was no change in Tang Yuxin, she looked just as she was when she first came.

“Yuxin, I want to discuss something with you, ” she sat up straight and spoke seriously to Tang Yuxin.

“I don’t want to hear it,” Tang Yuxin felt that it was unlikely anything good. Could she choose not to listen?

“No, you can’t,” Song Qingtong reached out, tugging at Tang Yuxin’s face, “You must listen, you must agree. If you don’t, I’ll pester you every day.”

Then her gaze moved to the box under Tang Yuxin’s bed, “Can you give me a few more bottles of that water?”

“I want some too,” Lin Yile quickly ran over and sat to the right of Tang Yuxin. She had run out and was worried about not having any to use.

“And me, and me,” Ting Yuan put down whatever she was holding, came straight over, and pulled out Tang Yuxin’s box from under the bed.

That water was too useful. Just a dab or pat on the face, soothing like a cool balm. And they didn’t get sunburned this time. That was simply unbelievable and illogical.

So there was only one possibility, the water that Tang Yuxin had given them was super effective. Just a wipe on the face, and it immediately became much smoother and softer. No wonder Tang Yuxin’s little face was so delicate, so tender, so fair, so beautiful. Who wouldn’t want that?

What woman could give up the pursuit of beauty?

Whether she was an eight-year-old child, or a young girl at the age of eighteen, or a grown woman at the age of twenty-eight, or a mature lady at the age of thirty-eight, or a middle-aged woman at the age of forty-eight.

In their hearts, they all loved beauty and they all needed beauty.

As long as it can make them prettier, even if it meant going under the knife, pulling out all of their teeth, chipping off a piece of bone, or even just spreading some water on their faces, what did that matter?

And now they had all felt the benefits of this skincare water.

Of course, they all wanted to secure some benefits for themselves.

Ting Yuan directly opened Tang Yuxin’s box, and several of them rudely started digging through it.

Tang Yuxin found herself blocked, unable to take a step forward. A protest was growing in her heart.

This wasn’t what roommates were supposed to be like. They were acting like a bunch of robbers.

But, they rummaged through the entire box and couldn’t find a single bottle.

Were there none left? Did Tang Yuxin eat them all?

“They’re all gone,” Tang Yuxin shrugs, “I only brought five bottles. I had planned to give them to everyone in the dormitory, but only five people ended up staying in the dorm.”

She gave one bottle to Ting Yuan and Qingtong, and later Lin Yile took another one too. So she only had one bottle left, which she used herself.

So, there were really none left.

Did they think it was as common as cabbage? The bottles were processed from dozens of traditional Chinese medicines, and she only made those few bottles a month. They weren’t produced on an assembly line that they could bathe with it.

They really overestimated her ability.

“When will you get more for us?”

Ting Yuan was disappointed, but she was not worried. As long as Tang Yuxin was here, there would be more, it wasn’t like they were all gone just because they were used up.

“Next semester,” Tang Yuxin didn’t have any left either. She was planning to make more bottles during the summer vacation.

Upon hearing this, Ting Yuan and Song Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn’t find any extras, the bottles in their hands were still half full. If used sparingly, they should be able to last until next semester.

The door creaked open.

Sun Yumeng entered the room, holding her basin in her hand. She had just washed her face, and it was a frightening sight. Her face had sunburn marks, maybe due to improper use of skincare products, and spots began to appear on her face. Especially her neck and shoulders, the skin looked terribly divided into parts.

Her neck was dark and her shoulders were white, a stark contrast in color. If she couldn’t heal her condition, it would affect how her clothes looked on her in the future.

As soon as she entered the room, she glared at Tang Yuxin and the others, then walked to the only table in the room.

She began applying the lotions and creams onto her face. After a while, slapping sounds could be heard, it was her fanning her face.

Ting Yuan: “Why won’t she just slap herself to death?”

Lin Yile: “Keep slapping, slap more, few more slaps.”

Song Qingtong: “I don’t know if anyone outside heard. They might think we’re slapping someone.”

Tang Yuxin raised her hand, hooked a strand of hair, and tucked it behind her ear.

It was typical sunburn, potentially leading to skin allergies. The best thing to do was not to apply anything, let the inflammation subside, take painkillers if necessary, and let it gradually heal. In about half a year, it should be mostly healed.

But if she continued like this, she might end up with steroid-induced rosacea, which would be even harder to treat.

She was a bit confused. Young girls of eighteen or nineteen years, in the prime of life and their youthful years, really don’t need to apply so many things to their faces. In fact, she felt a simple cream like Da Bao was quite good.