Half an hour later, at the hospital.
"Doctor, will I be disfigured?"
"Make sure the wound doesn't get wet."
"Doctor, will I really be disfigured or not?"
"This depends on the individual's constitution, it's hard to say."
"Doctor, do you have any scar removal medicine? Prescribe me one, I don't care about the cost, as long as it works well!"
"Sorry, we don't have that."
"..."
A man's voice could be heard intermittently from the consulting room, and Jian Xi sat on the bench outside, with the corners of her lips twitching incessantly.
A grown man being so particular about his looks, truly ridiculous!
The little boy had already fallen asleep in her arms today; he had been through quite a scare.
Her gaze softened, and she waited patiently.
