Chapter 563: Removal of Stitches
"Doctor, can we remove the stitches today? Can we?" Her voice was sharp and urgent.
The doctor in a white coat nodded, picked up a pair of special scissors, and began to carefully cut the thick gauze layer by layer.
As the gauze peeled off layer by layer, a brand new face was gradually exposed to the air.
When the last piece of gauze was removed, Zhao Xiyue took a breath and her pupils suddenly contracted.
In the mirror, there was a face that was ninety-nine percent similar to Ji Wan.
Same eyebrows, same nose bridge, same lip shape.
If it weren't for the hatred and viciousness in his eyes, they would have been cast from the same mold.
“Hahaha…hahahahahaha.”
Zhao Xiyue was stunned at first, then burst into crazy laughter, laughing so hard that tears came out.
"They're exactly alike. Ji Wan, I wonder how you're going to escape this time."
Su Jiujiu, no, now she should be called "Ji Wan", lying on the bed, slowly raised her hand and stroked her face which was both familiar and unfamiliar.
She felt the smooth skin and the perfect contours, and the hatred in her eyes was as hot as magma.
"Ji Wan..."
She spoke, her voice hoarse and unpleasant from not speaking for a long time, like sandpaper rubbing against each other.
"Chi Wenyan..."
She pronounced the two names, each word filled with deep hatred.
"I want them to live a life worse than death."
Zhao Xiyue grabbed her hand, her eyes glaring wildly: "That's right. Life is worse than death. I want to take my Nian Nian back. I want to make that bitch Ji Wan feel the pain of losing everything."
She looked at the face in front of her that looked exactly like Ji Wan, and an extremely vicious plan took shape in her mind.
"Let's tie her up first." Zhao Xiyue lowered her voice, her tone fierce. "Find a place where she can neither live nor die. I want her to see with her own eyes how you replace her and become Mrs. Chi, the mother of my daughter Nian Nian."
Su Jiujiu raised the corner of her mouth coldly.
This idea was exactly what she wanted.
Zhao Xiyue couldn't wait to take out her cell phone and dial a number she knew by heart.
The call was quickly connected, and a rough and hoarse male voice came from the other end.
"Hello?"
"Brother Black Panther, it's me." Zhao Xiyue's voice was filled with suppressed excitement. "I have a job. You can name your price."
The Black Panther brother on the other side chuckled: "Miss Zhao is so generous? Tell me, who are you going to kidnap?"
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Zhao Xiyue's eyes, and she spoke word by word, "Ji, Wan."
The other end of the phone fell into deathly silence.
After more than ten seconds, Brother Black Panther's voice sounded again, but this time, his tone was full of solemnity and warning.
“Miss Zhao, are you drunk or crazy?”
"I tell you, anyone can touch this entire country, but you can't even think about Chi Wenyan's woman."
"There are rules in the underworld. Whoever takes this job will be making an enemy of the entire country's underground forces, and will be at war with Mr. Chi."
"No one would dare take this order even if you offered them a mountain of gold. You'd better take care of yourself."
After saying that, the phone was hung up with a "click", leaving only a cold busy tone.
Zhao Xiyue held up her cell phone, and the pride and madness on her face froze in an instant.
How could that be?
It's just kidnapping a woman.
Has Chi Wenyan's hand already stretched this far?
"waste."
"Ji Wan" on the bed spat out two words coldly, and the face that looked exactly like Ji Wan was full of disdain and ridicule.
"You can't even handle such a small matter, and you still want to deal with Chi Wenyan?"
Her voice was hoarse and harsh, but every word was heart-piercing.
"Shut up."
Zhao Xiyue was completely enraged. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she turned around suddenly and stared at her with red eyes.
"Who do you think you are? It's just a face I paid for. Stop telling me what to do."
"Ji Wan" slowly sat up from the bed, his movements graceful and perfectly matched that face.
She tilted her head, and a strange arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"But now, my face is your only bargaining chip, isn't it?"
Just one sentence left Zhao Xiyue speechless.
That's right.
All her plans were based on this face.
Zhao Xiyue's chest heaved violently, she was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she could do nothing about her.
A suffocating silence fell in the room.
Zhao Xiyue paced back and forth in the room anxiously, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, her mind racing.
The underworld path is a dead end...
Force is not an option...
The only way is to outsmart them.
A gentle figure suddenly popped into her mind.
Sun Zhou.
right.
Sun Zhou.
Zhao Xiyue's eyes suddenly burst into a terrifying brightness, and the madness that had solidified on her face resurfaced again, even more distorted than before.
“Heh… heh…”
She laughed softly, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
"How could I have forgotten him?"
She suddenly stopped and turned to look at Su Jiujiu lying on the bed, her eyes full of vicious calculation.
"Black Panther doesn't dare to answer, but there's someone who not only dares to, but will also beg us to help us get rid of that bitch Ji Wan."
Su Jiujiu raised her eyebrows, and her eyes, which should have been clear, now only contained cold inquiry.
"who?"
"Sun Zhou." Zhao Xiyue spoke each word with pause, as if uttering some winning formula. "Ji Wan's first love in college. He returned to China for her, and now he's desperately going to donate bone marrow to Nian Nian. Tell me, a man who can do this for a woman must really love her."
She didn't wait for Su Jiujiu to answer, but continued to speak on her own, her voice becoming more and more excited and fierce.
"The most important thing is that he hates Chi Wenyan, and hates that he stole Ji Wan away. A man who can't get the love he wants has a twisted heart. If we give him a chance, a chance to 'win' Ji Wan back, what do you think he will do?"
Su Jiujiu raised the corner of her mouth coldly.
This idea sounds much better than finding a group of reckless men.
"Killing someone with a borrowed knife?"
"No." Zhao Xiyue shook her head, her smile extremely malicious. "It's to make him willingly become the sharpest knife in our hands."
Without any hesitation, she quickly found Sun Zhou's number from the address book.
The moment the phone was connected, the cruelty on her face instantly faded, replaced by panic and helplessness.
"Hello?" Sun Zhou's gentle and polite voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Sun Zhou, it's me, Zhao Xiyue." Zhao Xiyue's voice was filled with just the right amount of tears and trembling. "Are you free now? I have something urgent to discuss with you regarding Wanwan. You might be the only one who can help her with this."
She deliberately made her words vague and emphasized the three words "only you".
On the other end of the phone, Sun Zhou was silent for a few seconds.
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