Qin Xiao ignored her hints and walked to Liu Qingrong's bedside: "She needs to rest now. We'll check on the results in three days."

Three days later, when Liu Qingrong removed the gauze and looked in the mirror for the first time, she couldn't believe her eyes. Although her face was still somewhat red and swollen, her former features were already visible. The hideous scar had mostly healed, and the left side of her face had recovered about 70%.

"It really...it really works..." Her voice trembled, and tears streamed down her face.

Qin Xiao stood behind him and nodded slightly: "Two more surgeries are needed, but the most difficult part is over."

As Song Zhixue checked the recovery progress, she exclaimed in surprise, "It's amazing! This recovery speed far exceeds my expectations. The effects of Mr. Qin's acupuncture and Miss Long's assistance are simply incredible."

Long Aobing proudly took Qin Xiao's arm: "Of course, my husband is a genius!"

Mo Meigui glanced at her coldly, stepped forward and separated the two: "Master needs to rest."

Liu Qingrong was still immersed in joy. She turned to Qin Xiao, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Mr. Qin, I don't know how to thank you..."

Qin Xiao waved his hand: "No need to thank me. This is also thanks to Miss Song and Long Aobing."

Song Zhixue packed up the medical supplies and smiled gently, "Miss Liu needs to rest well to prepare for the next surgery. Mr. Qin, when would you like to schedule the second surgery?"

"How about a week later? Give your body enough time to recover."

“I agree.” Song Zhixue nodded. “Then I’ll go back and prepare the materials.”

Qin Xiao escorted Song Zhixue to the door. As they parted, Song Zhixue hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, I'm very curious... why did you help Liu Qingrong? As far as I know, you don't have a deep relationship with the Liu family."

Qin Xiao smiled slightly: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Besides, seeing someone regain their beauty is a pleasing thing, isn't it?"

Song Zhixue gazed at Qin Xiao, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "Mr. Qin is indeed different from the rumors. I look forward to our collaboration next week."

After watching Song Zhixue leave, Qin Xiao turned and went back to the villa. At the end of the corridor, he saw Mo Meigui and Long Aobing arguing in hushed tones, one cold and aloof, the other grinning.

"What are you doing?"

The two immediately stopped arguing and said in unison, "It's nothing!"