Chapter 87 What's more important
The backstage was indeed a mess.
Wen Jinglan was already there removing the makeup for the lesbian.
Her movements were gentle, but the woman kept crying out in pain.
When Jiang Cha got to the back, he saw a group of people gathered there whispering.
Chen Feifei pulled her aside and said, "The girl who kept complaining about facial pain is Liu Cuicui. She's a great singer. I heard that she'll be the finale of this performance."
Jiang Cha had an impression of this girl. Last time, when she and Zhang Keda were having dinner at a state-owned restaurant, this girl and Li Mei were also dragged to the state-owned restaurant by Bai Shuyao to have dinner there.
"Doctor Jiang is here."
Someone called out, but Jiang Wenxiu hurried over.
"Comrade Jiang Cha, we bought these things from you. You need to give an explanation to our choir and Comrade Liu Cuicui."
"Jiang Wenxiu, please ask Comrade Jiang Cha to take a look at Liu Cuicui first!"
Cai Yulan pulled Jiang Cha to Liu Cuicui.
Ye Surong had already removed half of the makeup on Liu Cuicui's face.
"Mom, what's going on now?"
Ye Surong frowned, "It's not good. The skin on her face has ulcerated. If it's not treated in time, it will most likely leave scars."
"What? Scar?"
When Liu Cuicui heard this, she couldn't stand it at all, "Jiang Cha, are you still holding a grudge against me for saying bad things about you in the state-owned restaurant, so you deliberately hurt me like this?"
"If I get a scar on my face, I'll never let you go."
Jiang Cha looked at half of her face after removing her makeup, and there were indeed signs of ulceration.
Liu Cuicui couldn't calm down at all. She grabbed Jiang Cha's hand, her eyes were ferocious, and she wished she could cut Jiang Cha into pieces.
Jiang Cha's hand was squeezed so hard that it hurt. "Comrade Liu Cuicui, please calm down."
Huo Jingchuan leaned over and pulled Jiang Cha's hand out of Liu Cuicui's.
"Comrade, you're not the only one who used Sanbai Ointment. Why are you the only one who got hurt? Are you so adamant that it was the Sanbai Ointment that caused it?"
Huo Jingchuan had a cold face, and his deterrent power was strong enough.
Liu Cuicui felt a breath stuck in her chest, unable to suppress it, yet daring not to bring it up.
Chen Feifei said, "Yes, I was the first to use the Sanbai ointment. Besides, almost everyone in our dance troupe has used it, and everyone says it's effective. No one has ever had anything like what you've done. How can you be so sure it's the Sanbai ointment that's the problem, when you have no evidence?"
Jiang Cha knew how much Sanbai ointment she had sold. She rubbed her aching wrist and asked, "Comrade Liu Cuicui, I don't remember selling you Sanbai ointment. May I ask you, where did your Sanbai ointment come from?"
"I……"
Liu Cuicui suddenly thought of a very serious problem. Because of what happened last time at the state-owned hotel, she was embarrassed to even enter the medical room of the art troupe.
I was too embarrassed to ask, so I went to find Jiang Cha and buy Sanbai Paste.
But she saw that the girls around her had used the Sanbai Cream and their skin became better and better, so she wanted to use it too.
So, she asked someone to buy her Sanbai ointment.
When Jiang Cha said this, those who were originally worried about the problems caused by using Sanbai Paste were also stunned.
"Could it be that someone did this on purpose?"
"Yeah, how come we're fine after using it, but she's the only one who has problems?"
"I think so too!"
The discussions fell into Liu Cuicui's ears one by one, and the ginger tea finally relieved the discomfort in her wrist.
"Your face cannot be delayed any longer. Do you want me to save your face first, or do you want to figure out who is responsible for this matter first?"
Liu Cuicui was rude to Jiang Cha, and Ye Surong didn't continue to clean her makeup.
Ye Surong stood beside Jiang Cha and said, "All the three white ointments are made by me personally. They use pure natural medicinal herbs. There is no way they would cause your face to become like this."
She has been using it for more than 20 years and has been using ginger tea since she was a child.
The condition of their skin was obvious to everyone, and this was the first time she had seen someone's face so rotten.
Liu Cuicui's eyes fell on Xu Jialan.
Xu Jialan quickly waved her hands, "Why are you looking at me? I bought the Sanbai ointment I gave you from Dr. Jiang."
She took a deep breath and said, "I apologize, Dr. Jiang. Please help me take a look at my face. I still have a performance to perform, and I can't go on stage with a face like this."
Knowing that she had a solo performance today, her whole family came. Her mother said that she had found a partner for her. He came from a dual-income family and her four older sisters were all married.
If she can succeed, she will be able to enjoy happiness after marrying into their family.
For her, today's performance is not just a performance, it is related to her happiness for the rest of her life.
She has to make a choice: should she focus on the performance first or find the murderer first?
There is a huge dressing room where all the actors are.
Singing, dancing, drama, juggling...
At the front of the stage, the leader finished his speech and the host began to announce the show.
"Hurry, hurry, the first show is about to start, get ready for the second one!"
The words from the stage manager were like a death warrant, and Liu Cuicui was almost crying in anxiety.
"Mom, which show is yours?"
"The eighth one."
Jiang Cha took the cotton cloth from her hand and said, "Go and prepare for the performance. Leave this to me."
She took Liu Cuicui to a corner, pulled the curtain, and continued to help her clean the remaining makeup on her face.
Huo Jingchuan stood outside, his hawk-like eyes fixed on every corner of the backstage.
The location of each item, the location of each person, and their movement trajectory.
Nothing can escape his eyes.
Behind the curtain, Jiang Cha gently helped Liu Cuicui clean the makeup off her face.
"I'm going to give you an acupuncture injection now to temporarily suppress the toxins in your face. After the performance, I'll immediately give you a radical treatment. The process will be a little painful, but it's the best solution right now."
"My face won't be disfigured, right?"
Jiang Cha pursed her lips. "To be honest with you, I've only seen this method in books. This is my first time actually using it. I'm only 50% sure I can save your face."
Liu Cuicui's tears fell in an instant.
"half?"
"Hurry, third show, get ready."
"I believe you and bet on this one."
Liu Cuicui risked everything, she had to save either the performance or her reputation.
"Okay, the process will be a little painful, please grit your teeth and persevere. I will do my best to save your face."
All patients are the same in Jiang Cha's eyes.
It has nothing to do with identity or grudges.
Liu Cuicui felt even more guilty.
Jiang Cha always carries first aid supplies with her, which is a habit she developed since childhood.
The silver needles were disinfected with iodine, and Jiang Cha began to perform the acupuncture with great concentration.
Liu Cuicui endured the pain and dared not move. She was sweating all over.
Ginger tea wasn't much better.
She inserted each needle into the acupuncture point after careful consideration.
Each injection is more cautious than the last, with regard to the force, angle, and depth of the needle.
She concentrated her attention and did not dare to slack off for a moment.
Drops of sweat dripped from her forehead, wetting her porcelain-white face.
After eight needles, Liu Cuicui was in extreme pain.
Her hands were tightly gripping the curtain, so tightly that she wished she could bite it until her teeth bled.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Cha picked up the clean cotton cloth that had been prepared and removed the needles from Liu Cuicui's face.
Every time a hair is pulled out, dark purple blood will be released, staining the white cotton cloth with blood.
The further you go, the less blood there is.
Liu Cuicui's complexion became more and more beautiful.
The feeling of festering and pus discharge just now has gradually disappeared, leaving only a faint mark.
As Jiang Cha pulled out the last needle, no more dirty blood flowed out.
Jiang Cha breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her face, staggered back a step, and leaned softly on Huo Jingchuan's back through the thin cloth curtain.
"How are you?"
Huo Jingchuan asked worriedly.
Jiang Cha felt a little weak, "Not bad."
As a doctor, her physical strength is a little too poor.
It was just a simple acupuncture, but she became so weak.
It seems that she needs to build up her physical strength.
Jiang Cha put the used silver needles separately, took out a piece of clean cotton cloth, rolled it up, and put it in her bag.
"Which show is it?"
"It's the twelfth one."
Huo Jingchuan didn't move, letting Jiang Cha lean on him to relieve his fatigue.
Jiang Cha cleaned Liu Cuicui's face again with clean water, "You should still have time to put on makeup now."
Liu Cuicui didn't dare to delay. She hugged Jiang Cha and said, "Thank you very much today. I sincerely apologize to you for my previous misunderstanding of you."
"Don't say thank you yet, put on your makeup first."
Jiang Cha stood up straight and pounded his sore waist.
It is still unknown why Liu Cuicui's face became like this. What if it is really related to the Sanbai ointment?
Even if the item was not bought directly from her, she still has indirect responsibility, and it is her duty to help her treat her face.
Liu Cuicui didn't have any bad intentions, she just trusted others too easily.
This kind of hot temper has allowed others to use her as a tool, and she may not even be aware of it, which gives others an opportunity to take advantage of her.
"Hey, after I finish my performance, I will definitely thank you!"
The fourteenth program was already being prepared outside. Liu Cuicui did not dare to delay and quickly went to the makeup mirror.
Jiang Cha followed her out.
Huo Jingchuan reached out to help her, and Jiang Cha subconsciously put her hand over.
But she realized that she was now backstage at the National Day Gala, where people were coming and going and eyes were everywhere.
She jerked her hand away again.
Huo Jingchuan: “…”
Jiang Cha gave her an apologetic smile, "I'm really fine."
Huo Jingchuan wanted to roll his eyes to the sky.
He hasn't done anything wrong, so why should she be on guard against him like a wolf?
The makeup artist was already sitting in front of Liu Cuicui and had just opened her makeup bag.
Jiang Cha suddenly seemed to remember something and walked to Liu Cuicui.
She took the lead over the makeup teacher and took out a box of foundation from Liu Cuicui's makeup bag. She opened the round and flat box, put a little foundation on her fingertips and looked at it in front of her eyes.
"Is this your own?"
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