darknovel Chapter 13 Traffic is a Double-Edged Sword
Chapter 13 Traffic is a Double-Edged Sword
Kangning Pharmacy.
Wu Defa helped the distraught Sun Jiren back to the shop, where two young shop assistants quickly came to greet him.
"Mr. Sun, what's wrong?"
"Boss Wu, weren't you guys going to challenge them? It looks like you got challenged instead!"
Sun Jiren didn't speak, but just sat blankly in the chair, repeatedly muttering, "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."
Wu Defa's face was ashen. He walked silently to the medicine cabinet, picked up the prescription, and personally dispensed the medicine.
Bupleurum, white peony root, immature bitter orange... his hands trembled slightly when he picked up the last ingredient, calcined oyster shell.
He also understood pharmacology. He knew what this medicine meant.
That kid named Wang Minyu wasn't lying; he really saw through everything about Old Master Sun!
"Boss, is this prescription...really going to be taken?" A young waiter leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Old Sun himself is an expert in treating stomach ailments, why would he take someone else's prescription?"
"Shut up! Do what I tell you to do!" Wu Defa roared, tightly wrapped the medicine, and handed it to Sun Jiren. "Old Sun, the medicine is ready."
Sun Jiren slowly raised his head, took the medicine packet, and looked at Wu Defa with a complicated expression: "Defa, we... have offended someone we shouldn't have."
"Who...who exactly is he?" Wu Defa was still unwilling to give up.
"I don't know." Sun Jiren shook his head, his face full of bitterness. "But his medical skills are beyond our comprehension. It's not experience, it's talent, it's... the Dao. I've practiced medicine for forty years, and I pride myself on my keen eyes, but in front of him, I'm like a naked child."
Wu Defa remained silent.
He recalled the scene when Wang Minyu set his bones that day; the decisiveness and ruthlessness were indeed not the kind of methods a young man could use.
"Then... what are we going to do from now on?" Wu Defa was somewhat at a loss. With such a "monster" neighbor, how could he possibly do business?
Sun Jiren remained silent for a long time, then sighed deeply: "What to do? Just let it be. From now on... stay away from that pharmacy. No, not only stay away, but also befriend them."
He stood up and said to Wu Defa, "Go and get the best box of aged Pu'er tea in our shop. I'll personally deliver it over later to apologize."
"Huh? I have to give a gift too?" Wu Defa looked pained.
"What else? Are we going to wait for him to come and settle accounts with us?" Sun Jiren glared at him. "Remember, people with medical skills this high usually have eccentric tempers. We can't afford to offend them, so we can only flatter them."
……
Meanwhile, in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Changxiang City.
Lin Wan'er's agent, Sister Wang, was pacing anxiously in the room.
Two men were sitting in the room.
One is the public relations director of Lin Wan'er's team, and the other is a top entertainment lawyer in China.
"Sister Wang, stop spinning me, I'm getting dizzy." The PR director rubbed her temples. "The situation is very tricky. This morning, eight media outlets contacted me, saying they had photos of Lin Wan'er's 'performance art' in the park."
As he spoke, he handed over the tablet computer.
On the screen are several high-resolution photos.
In the photo, Lin Wan'er is wearing a mask and holding a greasy piece of pork cheek, patting it on her face, with a group of middle-aged women dancing in the background.
The visuals are extremely impactful.
"If these photos get released, Wan'er's 'pure and innocent' image will be completely ruined!" Sister Wang's voice was trembling with tears. "What do we do now?"
"There are two options," the lawyer calmly stated. "First, we can spend money to buy all the photos. But that's only a temporary solution; nobody knows if anyone else has taken them. Second, we can take the initiative and create a buzz ourselves before they release them."
"How do we detonate it?" Sister Wang asked.
"Just say Wan'er is experiencing a new role," the PR director chimed in. "We can immediately write a script saying she's playing a character with mental issues, and this is her way of experiencing life. This will not only defuse the crisis but also establish her as a 'dedicated actress'."
"No!"
A crisp sound came from the bedroom doorway.
Lin Wan'er came out wearing a bathrobe.
She had only slept for two hours, but she was unusually energetic. She walked up to the crowd and removed the face mask from her face.
"My God!" Sister Wang exclaimed.
Lin Wan'er's right cheek, although still slightly swollen, was no longer in the stiff state it had been in before.
When she makes a smiling expression, the corners of her mouth can also turn up in sync!
Although the amplitude is still a bit unnatural, it's a world of difference compared to yesterday!
"What... what's going on? Didn't you just have 'treatment' for a day?" The PR director was also stunned.
"That doctor is a miracle worker." Lin Wan'er took a deep breath, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light. "His methods really work."
"But...but what about those photos?" Sister Wang was still worried.
"Nothing much." Lin Wan'er sat down on the sofa, her tone firm. "I won't delete it, and I don't need to make up any lies about experiencing the role."
"Huh? Isn't that just waiting to be hacked?"
"Who said this is dirt?" Lin Wan'er picked up the tablet on the table, opened her Weibo account, and began editing the text.
Everyone curiously crowded around to take a look.
Lin Wan'er wrote:
[Recently, due to health reasons, I experienced some facial nerve problems, and I even thought my acting career was over. Luckily, I met a remarkable person in Changxiang City who gave me a very strange treatment plan. Although the process was… indescribable, the results were significant. Thank you to Dr. Wang Minyu of Renxin Pharmacy. Those photos are real; I was indeed undergoing treatment. For the next two weeks, I will be 'checking in' at People's Park every day. Everyone is welcome to supervise, and I hope you won't disturb the elderly ladies dancing. PS: Dr. Wang said that the biggest illness is the 'idol baggage' illness, and I think he's right.]
After writing it, she added a selfie of herself in the park (her face wasn't shown, only the pig's face meat in her hand), and then clicked "send" without hesitation.
"Wan'er! You've gone mad!" Sister Wang shrieked. "This is suicidal PR!"
"No." Lin Wan'er shook her head, a smile that, though not perfect, was incredibly genuine. "This is a desperate situation that leads to survival."
She remembered Wang Minyu's all-seeing eyes.
She had a premonition that this man would completely change her life.
Less than ten minutes after the Weibo post was published, the comment section exploded.
[Holy crap! Sister, you're so bold! You just admitted it?]
[Renxin Pharmacy? Wang Minyu? Isn't that the same doctor who recently exposed a ruthless reporter and his awful parents on live stream?]
[So it was him! I knew he was really skilled! Now even celebrities are seeking his medical advice!]
[Hahaha, sorry sis, even though you're in a bad mood, slapping someone with a pig's face is really funny!]
[I'm a fan now! There aren't many female celebrities this genuine and unpretentious these days! Stay strong, sister, we're waiting for your recovery!]
[Let's go to People's Park tomorrow to see what Dr. Wang looks like!]
The shift in public opinion completely exceeded the expectations of Sister Wang and the public relations director.
What was originally an impending public relations crisis was turned into a nationwide spectacle and a massive fan-gaining event by Lin Wan'er through her "self-exposure."
The terms "Renxin Pharmacy" and "Wang Minyu" shot up to the top of Weibo's trending topics list at lightning speed.
……
Inside Renxin Pharmacy.
Wang Minyu was sitting on a small stool, looking at the constantly rising trending topics on his phone screen, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Boss, shouldn't we replace our shop's roller shutter door with a sturdier one?" he suddenly asked.
"Huh? Why?" Boss Liu was looking at the box of top-grade Pu'er tea that Doctor Sun had sent over with great satisfaction, and didn't react.
"I'm afraid the threshold will be trampled by tomorrow," Wang Minyu sighed.
Traffic can make or break a person.
He knew that starting tomorrow, his little pharmacy would never have a peaceful day again.
[A sharp increase in the host's reputation has been detected; the pharmacy's popularity has reached "celebrity level."]
[Main Quest Issued: 'A Test of Reputation'.]
[Mission Objective: Within the next week, address the various challenges arising from the surge in traffic and convert at least three 'haters' or 'challengers' into loyal followers.]
[Task Reward: Unlock basic access to the system shop, +1000 reputation points.]
Wang Minyu closed the system panel and rubbed his temples.
It seems my carefree days are over.
He looked up at the banner on the wall that read "Specializing in Curing Pretentiousness" and suddenly felt that these eight words were tailor-made for him.