Two hundred and fifteen, make a fool of oneself

"Hanmo, I think I saw my mother, I'm going to check it out," Luo Shu said as she stood up, ready to follow Yang Muxue.

"Little Divine Doctor, I've finally found you," said a portly middle-aged woman, approaching with a smile. She was a loyal fan of the Snow Skin Cream and had long admired Luo Shu for creating such a product.

"Hello!" Luo Shu could only stop and exchange pleasantries. Whether that person was her mother or not, it seemed she would miss her this time.

"Little Divine Doctor, the effect of your Snow Skin Cream is really amazing. Can I buy two more bottles?" the middle-aged woman asked with a smile. Ever since she started using Snow Skin Cream, her skin had been getting better each day, making those who hadn't been able to buy it both envious and jealous.

"Of course you can!" Luo Shu nodded with a smile.

"Little Divine Doctor, I would also like to buy two bottles," a mother and daughter approached and said.