"Madam, just leave it to me." Jiang Zhiyu's voice was calm. Although her tone was flat, the confidence that naturally flowed out of her made Xia Chuchu's anxious mood inexplicably calm down.
[Seeing she's so excited, I'm sure her daughter will faint when I hit her face with a hammer.]
[No, no, we have to find a way to get her out of here.]
Hit the face?
He Yanting's eyes wandered over them. She was afraid that even without even looking at them, she would be kicked out by Mrs. Xia just by saying these two words.
Xia Chuchu had no idea what she was thinking and said coldly, "I've seen many doctors over the years, but none of them would treat my face like Doctor Jiang, using a knife and a hammer!"
Her tone became heavier as she spoke to Divine Doctor Jiang, full of sarcasm.
"So none of them can do it," Jiang Zhiyu said calmly, "If ordinary methods could cure it, why would Miss Han's face be like this now?"
Xia Chuchu was suddenly speechless.
What she said seemed to make some sense.
Han Qiao was also shocked when she saw the knife and hammer. When she thought about using these things on her face, she couldn't help but feel a little scared, but -
My face is already like this, it can’t get any worse.
She bit her lip and mustered up the courage to speak: "Mom, just listen to me. Zhiyu must have her own considerations."
Han Qinian also echoed beside him: "Yes, Madam, what Jiang Shishu said makes sense."
Xia Chuchu glanced at him and felt annoyed.
I blame myself and Han Qinian as well.
If it wasn't because she couldn't give birth to a son, how could she have let Han Qinian bring that bitch in? And how could her own Qiao Qiao become like this?!
Although he found some clues, they were not enough to convict that bitch. What's more, that bitch gave birth to a boy, and the old lady liked him very much.
Qiao Qiao was growing older day by day and was about to get married, but because of her face, she didn't even dare to go out.
How could Xia Chuchu not hate it!
She took a few deep breaths and calmed herself down: "Isn't there a safer way?"
She felt shocked just looking at it, and when she thought about using this thing on her daughter's face, Xia Chuchu couldn't help but shudder.
Jiang Zhiyu stopped what he was doing and looked directly at Xia Chuchu. "Madam, please forgive me for being blunt, but if you want to restore her face to its original state without any risk, just by taking medicine and applying powder, then there is absolutely no way."
Xia Chuchu's body stiffened.
Jiang Zhiyu continued, "Furthermore, with Madam's current state of mind, it would be best for Madam not to stand by and watch for the sake of better treatment in the future."
This was said bluntly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Xia Chuchu was stunned for a few seconds, and then she became furious. Han Qinian was afraid that if she continued to pester Jiang Zhiyu like this, she would get angry and leave, and then Qiao Qiao would really have no hope.
He stood up suddenly and dragged Xia Chuchu out before she could speak.
Han Qiao also breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that her mother and Zhiyu would quarrel.
"I will first open the abscesses on your face. After that, you must apply this powder three times a day, morning, noon, and evening. Do not ask anyone else to do this, and do not let anyone see where you put the powder. Is that clear?"
【Since I like you, I'm giving you a heads up. 】
Han Qiao nodded quickly.
Jiang Zhiyu saw that she was in a daze and knew that she didn't understand what he meant. He waited patiently for a while before he heard her gasp.
[Well, the reflex arc can circle the earth.]
He Yanting: “???”
What's the meaning?
Han Qiao's heart was beating like a drum, and he stared at Jiang Zhiyu with wide eyes.
What did Zhiyu mean? Was someone in the mansion trying to harm her? And it was someone close to her? But how did Zhiyu know?
The question marks in Han Qiao's mind were almost becoming real and pressing on her head.
Jiang Zhiyu had no intention of continuing. After disinfecting the needle, she said, "Take off the veil."
Han Qiao put his hands behind his ears, but did not take action immediately. He glanced at He Yanting hesitantly.
She was really afraid that others would show disgust in their eyes again.
He Yanting understood and stood up: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to discuss with Minister Han, so I'll take my leave first."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.
Han Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and took off her veil neatly.
Without the protection of the veil, when Jiang Zhiyu lifted her chin, Han Qiao's hands hanging on both sides unconsciously tightened.
Jiang Zhiyu was very close to her, so close that Han Qiao could feel her breath.
Her eyes wandered around, and she made small talk: "That was the first time we met at the palace banquet. Although I brought it up, I really didn't expect you to agree. After all, we didn't even know each other at the time. I was thinking of asking Shi Wei to act as a bridge."
Although Song Shiwei was kicked out of the house, Jiang Zhaorong, considering her reputation, explained to the public that she was sick and was afraid of infecting others, so he let her go.
Many noble ladies who were on good terms with Song Shiwei came to see her in person.
Jiang Zhiyu raised the corner of his mouth, knowing that she wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere, and said softly: "Although we are not familiar with each other, you can use money to get close to me. There is no need to trouble outsiders."
Han Qiao was stunned for a few seconds after being offered money to get close to him before he burst out laughing.
She didn't expect that Jiang Zhiyu was such a money-loving person.
Her awkward mood relaxed a lot, and her body was not as stiff as before.
"Your needles don't hurt at all, unlike those people before. They not only gave me needles on my face, but also on my hands and legs. They almost made me look like a hedgehog."
She was annoyed, and a hint of smile appeared in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes.
"So they were all driven out by my mother," Han Qiao paused and looked at her cautiously. "My mother was just worried about me. She was a little offended just now. Don't take it to heart, Zhiyu."
Jiang Zhiyu continued to pick for her and said softly, "No."
Han Qiao then smiled and chattered with her about the things between the noble ladies.
…
Han Qinian pulled Xia Chuchu straight out of the yard. Xia Chuchu struggled all the way, but she was not as strong as him after all, so she passively followed him forward.
"Let go! Let me go!"
Han Qinian stopped and released her wrist. Seeing Xia Chuchu turning around and trying to go back, he quickly dodged and stood in front of her: "Enough! How long are you going to make such a fuss? Do you really not want Qiao Qiao to get better?!"
"I'm making a fuss?! I think you're the one who's out of your mind. How old is she? And look at what she took out. How can I believe she can cure Qiao Qiao?!"
Han Qinian was so annoyed by her that he told her everything that had happened in Shengjing in recent days.
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