Of course Mo Yuchen was not angry. He would certainly care about these insults, but when he saw Qin Shuyao protecting him so much, he was happy instead and felt that these titles were quite useful.

Qin Shuyao looked at Mo Yuchen and smiled foolishly.

"Aren't you angry when they say that to you?"

"I'm not angry, I'm very happy."

Qin Shuyao:?

Qin Shuyao felt that Mo Yuchen's behavior was strange.

According to the president's usual routine, shouldn't he teach these people a lesson after hearing such insults?

But why does he look a bit like the silly son of a landlord at this moment? What does it mean by laughing here?

Qin Shuyao stared at Mo Yuchen's face for a long time before she remembered that she had to get money to do the job.

Although she hasn't entered into in-depth research yet, she has a ready-made ointment, which is equivalent to the jade ointment in ancient times. It is very useful for recovering scars. Moreover, she has strengthened the medicinal power on the original basis, which should be able to help the superficial part recover.

As for deeper places, some tricks may be needed.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm going to start treating you."

"Treatment... we don't need one more day."

Qin Shuyao stared at Mo Yuchen intently.

"You are not bad, I am. I am such a dedicated person, so I must cherish the good condition in front of me. I have some ointment in my hand right now, so I can apply it on you. But before applying it, I need to do some minor treatment on your scar."

Seeing Qin Shuyao emphasize the words when she said it very carefully, I knew it was not that simple.

Sure enough, Qin Shuyao took out a row of silver needles from her bag, with some thin threads on them. Those threads seemed to be transparent, and you couldn't see the actual objects unless you looked carefully.

"Don't be impulsive, honey. Why don't we stop here today?"

"No, the atmosphere has become so intense."

Mo Yuchen's mouth twitched. What kind of thing could make Qin Shuyao want to treat him at this moment?

What about the wedding night that was promised? What about the display of his power that was promised?

However, Qin Shuyao didn't give him any chance at all, but pressed him on the bed.

The moment the ring touched his skin, Mo Yuchen felt a slight coolness, and then slowly lost the feeling.

Just like local anesthesia, although his body was flat, his eyes could still shake back and forth, and even his thoughts could be imaged.

He imagined in his mind the various scenes of Qin Shuyao treating him, but he never expected that Qin Shuyao would actually hold a needle and thread a transparent thread.

He couldn't speak and could only stare at Qin Shuyao's movements.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt, and after the anesthesia, you won't feel anything at all. Before I take your money, I have to do the human work."

Mo Yuchen: ...

Handling personnel matters? There is no rush.

It's too late to say anything now. After all, Mo Yuchen is under general anesthesia, just like a fish on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered. He doesn't even have the chance to tremble.

Mo Yuchen just watched Qin Shuyao holding the needle and thread, and writing on his face in a frenzy.

After a while, the effect of the medicine wore off and he no longer felt any pain on his face.

Qin Shuyao sat aside and stared at him, almost feeling a little embarrassed for looking at Mo Yuchen.

"You can move now."

"What did you do to my face?"

"This thread is not an ordinary thread. It can blend in with the skin, thus promoting the secondary growth of the necrotic skin. This means that after the suture today, when the thread is completely absorbed by the skin, the effect of the first wave of treatment will be visible."

Mo Yuchen didn't dare to look in the mirror, because no matter what the effect of the thread was, the feeling of the needle passing through the skin just now was definitely real.

He didn't want to see this bloody scene.

But unfortunately, Qin Shuyao held the mirror very naturally and pointed it at Mo Yuchen's face.

"have a look?"

"If you don't look at it, it must be very ugly."

"No, at most it will look like a pig's head."

Mo Yuchen: ...

What is the difference between this description and ugly?

But seeing how easy Qin Shuyao said it, I guess she can put up with it.

Seeing that Qin Shuyao still hadn't put the mirror down, Mo Yuchen had no choice but to turn around reluctantly and look at himself in the mirror.

"This is?"

Mo Yuchen was a little stunned. The originally dark ditch unexpectedly became lighter after Qin Shuyao's operation.

Especially at the sutured areas, you can already see what looks like new flesh, and that should be the effect of the transparent thread.

"In this way, the thread will absorb the surrounding skin, promote hormone secretion, and make the facial skin layer grow again, thereby pushing down the necrotic part. However, it will be itchy when growing, and applying the ointment I made will stop the itching."

"You're so thoughtful."

"The key is that the price my husband offered is very good."

"It seems to be the effect of money power?"

Qin Shuyao raised her eyebrows, thinking that she couldn't get away with her verbal attack. For someone with strong abilities and good physical fitness like Mo Yuchen, the effect of the anesthetic might have worn off by now.

If she said the wrong thing, she would be eaten up like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

"Hubby, I'm attracted to you because of your personality. Your money ability only accounts for 20% of the reason."

"So, my share is 80 percent?"

“It’s a must.”

Qin Shuyao saw that Mo Yuchen looked quite happy and thought that the matter was over.

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