"Maybe it's shoulder periarthritis; it's normal for a woman to get tired managing a stall."
At this mont, a nearby breakfast vendor who specializes in noodle soups spoke.
Since one sells buns, bread, eggs, corn, and the other sells noodle soups, dumplings, wontons, there's typically no conflict between them.
They even boost each other's popularity.
After all, people buying buns and bread sotis decide to have a bowl of noodle soup instead.
This is especially true at the entrance of universities, where students co from various places with different dining habits.
There used to be a breakfast vendor that specialized in porridge.
Unfortunately, business wasn't great, and recently they haven't been setting up their stall.
"Oh... What can you do? As the saying goes, unless carrying a heavy burden, who wants to get up early to set up a stall?"
The female vendor seems quite talkative and said this with a smile.
Running a breakfast stall is indeed quite tiring.
She has to get up around two in the morning.
Prepare everything and set up the stall by five.
If business is good, she can go back around seven or eight, but if not, she might stay until ten.
She basically returns after selling out.
Overall, it's quite profitable; on average, she makes five to six thousand a month.
Having such inco as a woman feels pretty good to her.
The key is it makes picking up and dropping off her child convenient.
Unlike working at a factory, where she still needs work when her child is already off school.
With a breakfast stall, she can manage both noon and evening pick-ups herself.
Even morning pick-up is possible.
"Boss, two cages of stead dumplings."
Just at this mont, a voice chid in.
"Handso, 16 yuan."
The female vendor pulled herself out of the conversation with the soup vendor and looked at Zhang Lingchuan with a smile.
Even though she calls all male custors 'handso,' she feels this male student truly deserves the title; he's really good-looking.
"Paid, boss. After selling breakfast, go to that hospital and say your shoulder hurts, but suspect it's a heart issue. Don't forget."
Zhang Lingchuan took the buns.
Then, yawning, he spoke lightly.
Coincidentally, this vendor also has a heart condition, marked with a red label.
[Detected that host is checking a red label, system's assistive scan in progress...]
[Precise Detection... Remaining 8 tis.]
[Ordinary Detection... 2 remaining today.]
[Precise Detection initiating, please wait... Precise Scan rejected...]
[Ordinary Scan initiating...]
[System scan complete.]
[Patient's na: Ren Daiqin.]
[Patient's gender: Female.]
[Patient's age: 32 years old.]
[Patient's condition: Shoulder pain, slight chest discomfort, mild pain, chest tightness, palpitations, dizziness, toothache, burning sensation in throat.]
[Patient diagnosis: Chronic obstructive heart attack.]
[System notice: This disease has a long incubation period and is extrely damaging. Unlike the suddenness of acute heart attacks, the early symptoms of chronic heart attack are often mild - rely fatigue, weakness, or occasional breathing difficulty - and are easily overlooked or mistaken for fatigue or other common issues. However, its threat is far greater than acute heart attack, silently undermining heart functions and gradually threatening life. Please recomnd this patient to visit the hospital for relevant examinations. Completion of dical tasks can earn dical Points 2000 and Ordinary Treasure Chest*1.]
This was the result he just scanned.
Though feeling unlucky to encounter another heart issue while stepping out.
He feels he keeps running into heart problems these days.
But this female vendor's heart condition differs from Dr. Xiao Cai's acute heart attack.
Her condition is chronic.
So it's not urgent.
Since he'd already scanned it, he ntioned it casually.
Though it's chronic, its seriousness is no less than acute heart attacks.
"Okay, okay, thank you, handso."
Watching the paynt interface, Ren Daiqin nodded with a sweet smile.
"Ah! What does that an!!"
Suddenly, Ren Daiqin froze, seemingly realizing sothing, and incredulously stared at the already departed handso guy!
"Boss Tang, what did that handso guy just say!"
Ren Daiqin felt her mind was a bit blank.
Turning to ask the nearby noodle soup vendor.
Because the handso guy was already far away.
"No idea, said sothing about going to the hospital after selling breakfast. Didn't catch the rest."
The noodle soup vendor seed confused too.
Such a sudden comnt.
Normally, who could imdiately react to that?
"Watch my stall for !!"
Since it was the first business of the day, Ren Daiqin was a bit dazed.
She decided to chase after him and ask, since the handso guy was headed towards Ji Da, he might be a doctor.
"Okay."
The noodle soup vendor nodded.
Keeping an eye on each other's stalls is quite common.
"Handso!!"
As she headed towards the hospital.
Zhang Lingchuan suddenly heard soone calling from behind.
Curiously looking back, he saw it was the bun vendor looking bewildered.
He should have paid, right?
He distinctly rembered hearing sixteen yuan.
Could he have paid incorrectly?
Zhang Lingchuan took out his phone, planning to check the amount.
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