Chapter 537 What are the qualifications?
Yeah, what qualifications does she have to ask Ji Wan?
Didn't she also use Ji Wan to send Chi Wenyan to Su Jiujiu's bed in order to save Nian Nian?
Although she regretted it afterwards and has been trying to make amends, the damage had already been done.
"I'll consider it when Nian Nian feels better."
Ji Wan's voice softened a bit, but he still didn't let go. "Now, please don't disturb our lives anymore. That's it."
After saying that, Ji Wan hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy tone coming from the phone, Zhao Xiyue slid down to the ground weakly, and the phone slipped from her hand.
Su Jiujiu's words and Ji Wan's rejection were like two huge mountains pressing on her heart.
Is she really going to lose Nian Nian?
No, she was unwilling to accept this. Nian Nian was her daughter, a piece of her flesh that had fallen from her body.
How could she watch her daughter drift further and further away from her, perhaps even never being able to call her mother?
Zhao Xiyue wiped away her tears, and a hint of paranoid madness flashed in her eyes.
She must get Nian Nian back, no matter the cost.
A few faint rays of moonlight streamed through the window at the end of the corridor, illuminating Zhao Xiyue's distraught face. Su Jiujiu's curse was like a demonic sound, each word a sharp blade, slicing through her hopes. No, she couldn't just give in. Nian Nian was hers, and no one could take her away.
A crazy idea gradually formed in Zhao Xiyue's mind. She wiped the tears from her face, and the last trace of hesitation in her eyes was replaced by ruthlessness. She took a deep breath, turned, and walked back to the ward filled with despair and stench.
“Squeak—”
The ward door was pushed open again.
Su Jiujiu was curled up in a new wave of pain, a suppressed sob emanating from her throat. Hearing the noise, she struggled to open her swollen eyelids and vaguely saw Zhao Xiyue returning, mocking her in a hoarse voice.
"What? You figured it out so quickly? Are you going to beg me to let you see your daughter one last time?"
Zhao Xiyue ignored her provocation and walked straight to the bedside. She looked down at her with an eerie calmness in her voice, "Su Jiujiu, do you want your face to return to its original state? Do you want to stand up again?"
Su Jiujiu's sobs abruptly stopped, and her bloodshot eyes stared at Zhao Xiyue, as if she could see through her heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. "What do you mean?" Her voice was filled with wariness and disbelief.
"I know a very good doctor who may be able to cure your face." Zhao Xiyue said slowly, and every word seemed to have a hook, hooking Su Jiujiu's nerves that were on the verge of collapse.
Su Jiujiu was stunned at first, then burst into a sharp laughter. The laughter pulled at the wound, making her grimace in pain: "Haha, Zhao Xiyue, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I know my face well. Stop pretending to be sympathetic here."
She is in such a terrible state now that even the most experienced doctors are helpless and can only try their best to alleviate her pain. What else can Zhao Xiyue do?
"Believe it or not." Zhao Xiyue was not in a hurry. She knew people like Su Jiujiu too well. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would pounce on her like sharks smelling blood.
"Of course, I'm not helping you for nothing."
Su Jiujiu's laughter gradually faded, and her eyes flickered. The severe pain made it impossible for her to concentrate, but the three words "heal your face" were like a faint light, illuminating the depths of her dark and desperate heart.
If she could restore her appearance and return to her original life trajectory, she would be willing to do so.
"What do you want?" Su Jiujiu's voice was hoarse, but with a hint of imperceptible desire.
The corners of Zhao Xiyue's mouth curled up in a cold arc: "It's very simple, I want Nian Nian to come back to me. And you need to cooperate with me."
"Cooperate with you?" Su Jiujiu narrowed her eyes. "How can I cooperate?"
"You'll know when the time comes." Zhao Xiyue didn't want to reveal her plan too early. "You just need to nod or shake your head. You only have one chance. If you miss it, you'll just have to rot on this bed with this face."
The word "rotten" stung Su Jiujiu like a needle. She could feel the muscles twitching under her skin, and every breath carried a strange smell of blood and potion.
She didn't want this to happen. How could she, Su Jiujiu, end up in such a situation?
"What if I promise you, can you really find a doctor to cure me?" Su Jiujiu's voice trembled.
"I never do anything I'm not sure of." Zhao Xiyue said firmly, "Besides, Su Jiujiu, do you have any other choice now?"
Su Jiujiu fell silent.
The howling sound of the wind outside the window sounded very much like her wailing.
After a long moment, she practically squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Okay, I promise you. But, Zhao Xiyue, if your doctor can't cure me, or if you dare to play tricks on me..." Her eyes flashed with resentment, "Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you and your precious daughter go."
"Deal." Zhao Xiyue smiled faintly, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
In the next few days, Zhao Xiyue did as she said and found a male doctor who wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked quite elegant.
This doctor is said to be an expert from a top plastic surgery hospital abroad and was hired by Zhao Xiyue for a large sum of money.
The doctor carefully examined Su Jiujiu's injuries and frowned.
Sulfuric acid is extremely corrosive, and Su Jiujiu's facial tissues were severely damaged. It is almost impossible to completely restore her previous appearance.
However, the doctor also said that through multiple delicate operations and subsequent skin transplants and repairs, there is a 50% to 60% chance that she can be restored to a normal appearance, but the process will be very painful and time-consuming.
"Fifty to sixty percent," Su Jiujiu murmured to herself. Although this result was not satisfactory, it was great news for her now.
As long as she can get rid of her current half-human, half-ghost appearance, she can endure any hardship.
"Doctor, cost is not a problem. Please be sure to use the best medicine and the best technology." Zhao Xiyue spoke at the right time, appearing very sincere.
The doctor nodded: "We will do our best."
The treatment plan was quickly finalized. The first surgery primarily involved debridement and initial tissue repair. The procedure was long and painful, and Su Jiujiu nearly fainted from the pain several times. However, the thought of Ji Wan's beautiful face and Chi Wenyan's coldness and ruthlessness fueled her hatred, which kept her going.
Zhao Xiyue would come to the hospital almost every day, ostensibly to visit, but actually to monitor and pressure.
She would bring some expensive supplements and encourage Su Jiujiu in a soft voice, as if the two of them were really close friends of many years.
Su Jiujiu was lying on the hospital bed, looking at Zhao Xiyue's hypocritical face, sneering in her heart.
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