Although appearance is not a priority for the art troupe, they will all be on stage in the future. You can be ugly, but you cannot have scars on your face that would scare the audience.
With her face like this, how can she go on stage in the future?
She stood up crying and pointed at Jiang Xiachu and said, "Jiang Xiachu, it's because there was a nail on your clothes that scratched my face! Although I know that the nail was not put by you, someone wanted to hurt you, so I was injured."
"It's all your fault!"
Huang Yiping burst into tears, not even bothering to wipe her tears, "Hurry up and think of a solution for me, I don't want to be disfigured... I don't want to leave here!"
"I was admitted with great difficulty. I am the hope of my whole family. I am unwilling to quit the art troupe just after joining it!"
Huang Yiping's voice was very loud, so people from other dormitories were soon attracted by the noise.
A friend who was on good terms with Huang Yiping was so frightened when he saw this scene that he screamed out loud, ran to her and helped her sit down on the bed.
Everyone looked stunned.
"Yiping, what happened to you? Why is there blood all over your face?"
When Huang Yiping saw her friend coming, she broke down in tears and said aggrievedly, "My clothes got wet, so I asked Jiang Xiachu to borrow a set of her training clothes. But when I put them on, I didn't notice that there were nails on her clothes."
“Wuwuwu…”
The girl was shocked: "Nail!? How could there be a nail?"
Huang Yiping cried and shook her head. "I don't know where the nail came from, and there was a long cut on my face. It hurts so much, wuwuwu..."
"I'm disfigured. What should I do in the future? Such a deep and serious wound will definitely leave a scar. I'm so scared of being kicked out."
Lin Qingli was also very anxious, and explained: "Xia Chu didn't mean to hurt your face. As for the nails, she didn't put them there. How could Xia Chu do such a thing? She is also a victim."
Qin Ning nodded, "Yes, Xia Chu was also a victim. Her hands were also scratched, and she didn't know there were nails hidden in her clothes."
Huang Yiping refused to listen to her explanation, and her friends beside her naturally sided with her, retorting: "Whether she put the nails there or not, Yiping's face was disfigured because of her!"
The people on the side echoed, "That's right! Since he got hurt while wearing her clothes, then Jiang Xiachu must be responsible!"
There were constant quarrels in the dormitory, and things were getting more and more serious.
Someone soon reported the matter to the higher-ups, and after a while the person in charge and the team leader arrived.
There was a quarrel in the room when the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open.
The person in charge and the team leader hurried over, their faces so gloomy that water could drip out of them.
The captain frowned and glanced at everyone's faces. When he saw the wound on Huang Yiping's face, he was shocked and asked in a stern voice: "Who did this? What happened!?"
There was so much blood that there were some stains on her shoulders.
Jiang Xiachu took a deep breath, took a step forward, and calmly explained the incident in detail, "There was a nail on my clothes for no reason. After I lent it to her, it scratched her face."
Her eyes darkened. "I didn't know there was a nail in her clothes. By the time I found out, it was too late to remind her. But since it was my clothes that scratched her, I will take responsibility to the end. I will take her to the infirmary now. I will definitely be able to cure her."
Huang Yiping's face was still bleeding and she was crying. Blood was still oozing out and she was emotionally broken: "How can I be cured in this condition? My face is ruined..."
Seeing this, Captain Du Jing listened to the constant whispers in his ears, turned his head and glared at the people watching the show, and said coldly: "What are you all standing there for? Is it so interesting? Hurry up and practice the program that is about to be rehearsed!"
"We can't afford to waste time!"
As soon as she said this, the crowd that was originally watching the show dispersed instantly. Even if they wanted to take a few more glances, they did not dare to stay for fear of being criticized.
Du Jing was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.
There were already a lot of programs to prepare, and then so many things happened. Their lead actress Ye Wantong has been in a bad state recently, and there is a very important program, but I don’t know if she can prepare it.
Jiang Xiachu didn't say anything, but just raised his eyes silently and glanced at Meng Anyao at the door.
Xu Qingqing had been following Meng Anyao. When she noticed Jiang Xiachu's gaze, her eyes widened instantly and she jumped in anxiety.
She pointed at Jiang Xiachu, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Why are you looking at An Yao? Do you suspect that An Yao did it? Don't frame her! This has nothing to do with us!"
Jiang Xiachu glanced at her and didn't bother to pay attention to her, but just glanced at Meng Anyao. Was there any need for her to be so anxious?
Jiang Xiachu walked straight to Huang Yiping, took Huang Yiping's hand, and walked out the door.
Huang Yiping was held by her hand, but she continued to cry and scream, crying, "I can't stay here any longer! How can I live like this? My face is ruined!"
Jiang Xiachu frowned, stopped abruptly, turned to look at her, his eyes cold: "You said it's not okay before you even apply the medicine, you don't want to stay in the art troupe anymore, right?"
It could be said that she was the one who indirectly injured Huang Yiping, so she would try her best to heal her, but she became annoyed after hearing her making so much noise.
Huang Yiping was provoked by these words. She was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red. She turned around angrily and rushed straight to the infirmary.
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After running all the way to the infirmary, Huang Yiping's emotions did not calm down, but became even more excited.
Doctor Liu, who was on duty, was shocked when he looked up and saw her face.
"Oh, what happened? Why is there so much blood?" Doctor Liu hurriedly asked Huang Yiping to sit down and cleaned the blood off her face.
Because the bleeding was not stopped and the wound was not treated in time, her face looked particularly messy and the wound was blurry and not visible.
Huang Yiping couldn't hold back her tears again. She looked desperate and trembling as she begged, "My face is scratched. Doctor, please help me, please! I can't be disfigured. My whole family depends on me..."
Huang Yiping grabbed Dr. Liu's white coat tightly. There was blood on her hands that had not yet dried, and it was all stained on the white color.
Doctor Liu took her hand away and calmed her down in a deep voice, "Don't get excited. I will definitely do my best to treat your wound. If you move me like this, I won't be able to analyze the wound properly."
Hearing this, Huang Yiping took a deep breath and loosened her hand.
"I see."
Doctor Liu then breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly treated her wounds and removed all the hair stuck to her face one by one.
After observing the wound, Dr. Liu put down the tweezers holding the cotton ball and sighed softly.
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