RMWDS -Chapter 269 Fully Automatic Shampoo and Massage Bed

To be honest, 99 yuan for a hair wash was still quite expensive for salaried workers.

So Miao Yunyou didn’t actively promote it. It was entirely voluntary—whoever wanted it would pay.

A patient immediately became interested after reading the poster and asked Chu Fu Ling:

“Doctor, does using this machine help with hair growth or hair loss prevention?”

Chu Fu Ling answered honestly:

“No.”

Just two words—direct and unambiguous.

The visitor froze, clearly not believing it.

“How could it be useless? You placed it in the hair-growth department—it must be for hair care support!”

Chu Fu Ling: “…That machine was bought because our leader was too lazy to wash her own hair.”

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

The visitor refused to give up.

Chu Fu Ling calmly repeated:

“There is no such effect. The real benefit comes from properly formulated herbal medicine. Whether you wash at home, by machine, or manually, the absorption is the same.”

The visitor still didn’t believe it:

“But Leader Miao uses it! It must work! I want one too!”

Soon, the people waiting behind also joined in:

“I want one too!”

“Vacation is for enjoyment!”

“Premium experience!”

“Follow Miao Coach and you can’t go wrong!”

Chu Fu Ling: “……”

Sometimes she truly didn’t understand these visitors.

Soon, all five beds were in use.

Miao Yunyou lay on one side, enjoying the treatment while a staff member carefully adjusted settings and water temperature. The warm water and gentle massage instantly washed away her fatigue.

The room was relaxed and full of chatter.

“This machine is amazing—better than the mall massage chairs!”

“Coming on vacation is all about enjoyment. Ninety-nine yuan for full-body relaxation plus herbal hair care isn’t expensive at all.”

“The experience is maxed out—totally worth it!”

People who often get their hair washed outside know that hair washing is actually a great time for chatting.

The temporary staff girl washing Miao Yunyou’s hair had gentle, skilled hands. As she carefully massaged her scalp, she chatted softly, her tone carrying a calm, weathered melancholy—

“When I was fourteen, I entered the palace as a servant and became a hairdressing maid, serving the royal family every day. At fifteen, I was assigned to comb and style Emperor Wen’s hair personally. I got nervous and accidentally broke a single strand of his hair.”

She spoke as if recounting someone else’s story, but beneath her calm tone lay the danger and helplessness of that time.

“Because of just one hair, I was immediately sentenced to forty heavy lashes. Those lashes nearly killed me—my skin was torn open, flesh mangled, and I had a high fever afterward. I almost didn’t survive.”

Looking back years later, she still felt emotional:

“It was Princess Ningyu who noticed my situation and secretly sent imperial physicians to treat me every day. That’s how I barely survived and lived until now.”

She couldn’t help but sigh.

Back then, aside from fear, she felt overwhelming guilt—she truly believed that a lowly servant like her had no right to damage even a single hair of the emperor. In her eyes, her life was worth less than that one strand.

She never would have imagined that one day, she would live to see a world like this—where everyone is equal.

Miao Yunyou comforted her casually:

“It’s fine, don’t be sad. I have high hopes for your princess. She’ll probably overthrow that old guy and become emperor herself sooner or later.”

If she had heard this in the past, she would have considered it treasonous nonsense. But now, she simply smiled and said sincerely:

“Then I’ll borrow your good words, Leader Miao.”

The guests lying around listening were completely absorbed, occasionally exclaiming in amazement—

“Oh my god! The NPC backstories here are so detailed and complete! Everyone has their own life story! Is your screenwriter okay? Their keyboard must be sparking!”

“This immersion is insane! After staying here for a while, I almost forget I’m in the modern world—it really feels like I’ve been transported into a live-action martial arts world!”

“It’s not template characters either—everyone has a unique background. This is way too thoughtful!”

Amid the admiration, a guest suddenly asked curiously:

“By the way, Coach Miao, you mentioned Princess Ningyu earlier. With such a complete character design, why have we basically never seen her in the resort?”

With her eyes closed, enjoying the massage, Miao Yunyou answered half-jokingly:

“She’s a princess of noble birth, devoted to the country and burdened with responsibility. She has her own territory to manage—how could she have time to wander around a resort all day?”

“Didn’t I just say? Her goal is to become a female emperor someday!”

The guests burst out laughing and followed along:

“Coach Miao, you’re just messing with us!”

“I bet it’s because the princess’s travel entourage is too elaborate and expensive, so you didn’t want to spend the money!”

“That makes sense! A royal princess definitely has a different level of production value!”

“The less she appears, the more curious I get. Don’t be stingy, Coach Miao! Bring her out during some big event—like Spring Festival or the anniversary celebration!”

Miao Yunyou: “……Hehe, next time for sure.”