Hearing this sigh, Huang Yiping's defense was instantly broken. She turned to look at him, "What's wrong, doctor? Is my face irreparable?"
Doctor Liu shook his head and said, "No, the wound is not deep, but it is a bit long. I don't think you have a scar-prone constitution, so just take good care of it. This wound should not proliferate, but it will definitely leave a mark and a scar."
"Leave a mark... leave a scar..."
Huang Yiping kept repeating what Dr. Liu said. When she heard that the scar would be left, the glimmer of hope in her heart instantly sank.
She suddenly felt that her days in the art troupe were really coming to an end, and her eyes were filled with despair.
She pouted and started crying again. She turned her head abruptly and stared at Jiang Xiachu, crying and complaining: "Jiang Xiachu, it's all your fault! Wuwu... Why did you lend me your training clothes? If you didn't lend it to me, none of this would have happened! My face wouldn't have been hurt!"
Just after saying these words, Huang Yiping could not help but lower her eyes and shed tears in grievance.
That being said, she was filled with contradictions and self-blame.
She knew in her heart that this was just an accident and that someone else was trying to plot against Jiang Xiachu.
Jiang Xiachu was also a victim in this incident. She asked her to borrow clothes because they were wet, so she also had a great responsibility.
But at this moment, she couldn't care about anything.
Jiang Xiachu understood Huang Yiping's emotional breakdown. He lowered his eyes to look at her, patted her shoulder, and said softly, "I was also injured before, and the scar on my face is even more serious than yours now."
"Later, I used a secret plaster made by an old Chinese doctor and applied it for a few days and it healed. If you trust me, you can also give it a try. I guarantee that in about a week, the wound on your face will be almost healed and there will be absolutely no scar left."
The scar on her face healed and faded slowly after applying the spiritual spring water for a few days, and now the scar has completely disappeared.
She hadn't originally intended to hide it.
It is difficult to join an art troupe, especially for girls who need to improve their abilities.
Huang Yiping must have put in a lot of effort to be admitted.
She must be an excellent girl and had a bright future in the art troupe. It would be a pity if she had to quit the troupe because of a facial injury.
When she returns home, a girl of her age will only have one option - get married and have children.
Although Jiang Xiachu didn't want to admit it, this was the world nowadays, especially since her face was injured. Her parents would have to go to the countryside to find an ordinary family before she could marry off.
After hearing Jiang Xiachu's words, Huang Yiping's sobbing slowly stopped. She opened her eyes wide and looked up at Jiang Xiachu with a look of suspicion on her face.
"Really? You're not lying to me, are you?"
After saying this, she confirmed her guess a little more and wiped away her tears.
"You can't fool me! The doctor clearly told me it would leave scars, and you still want to fool me?"
Thinking of this, she became more and more emotional, and suddenly blurted out: "If I leave the art troupe because of this! I might as well die now!"
Having said this, she suddenly broke down, stood up abruptly, strode towards the window, climbed up with gritted teeth, and pretended to jump down.
Seeing her so excited that she was about to jump off the building, Jiang Xiachu and Dr. Liu were instantly horrified. Fearing that she would really jump down, they rushed over and held her down tightly.
Anxious, Jiang Xiachu said quickly: "Wake up! If you really jump down, you will have no chance at all!"
"This is still the third floor. If you jump down, even if you don't die, you will be crippled. You will have a scar on your face and be disabled. Are you willing to accept that?"
As soon as Jiang Xiachu said this, Huang Yiping's body stiffened and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
Jiang Xiachu struck while the iron was hot and continued to persuade loudly: "Calm down! Don't worry, if it can't be cured, I will do whatever you want to me. Even if you want to scratch my face, I will never fight back and have no complaints."
Jiang Xiachu turned to look at Doctor Liu and said, "Doctor Liu can testify to these words! If you lie to me, I will be struck by lightning!"
Doctor Liu: “…”
Doctor Liu was listening to her words from the side, his eyes widened in shock, he shook his head, couldn't help but sigh, and said to himself: "Why are girls nowadays so impulsive? What's going on?"
Even as she stood aside and watched, she felt her blood pressure rising.
When Huang Yiping heard Jiang Xiachu say this, she was stunned at first, then looked at her face and hesitated.
Looking at her pretty face, she secretly sighed in her heart that it was a pity.
When she saw Jiang Xiachu for the first time, she couldn't help but marvel at her face.
She is so beautiful that no matter from which angle you look at her, you can't take your eyes off her. She is definitely the future mainstay of the art troupe.
If she were really asked to scratch Jiang Xiachu's face, she probably wouldn't be able to do it.
She would feel it was a pity if such a beautiful face was ruined in her hands.
But what if her face can’t be cured?
Huang Yiping sniffed and complained in a tearful voice: "If my face can't be cured, what's the point of scratching yours? You can't give me your face!"
She snorted coldly: "Let's talk about it when it can't be cured!"
Huang Yiping jumped down from the window after she finished speaking. She was much calmer and said in a deep voice, "Since you said you can cure it, then you can try curing one."
Jiang Xiachu nodded, looking helpless.
She took Huang Yiping back to the infirmary and asked Dr. Liu to treat and bandage her wound.
Then he walked back with her.
Along the way, Huang Yiping was very depressed. She didn't say a word and just walked forward with her head down, not even daring to raise her head.
The two walked towards the training room together.
When she reached the door, Huang Yiping suddenly stopped, turned to look at Jiang Xiachu, lowered her eyes, and did not dare to go in.
Jiang Xiachu looked at her timid appearance, took her hand, gave her a reassuring look, and then said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."
"Your task now is to keep calm and continue rehearsing. You will definitely be able to go on stage when the time comes, and your face will definitely be healed."
After saying that, Jiang Xiachu took her hand and strode into the rehearsal room.
As soon as they entered, the other girls who were still warming up immediately surrounded her, looking at Huang Yiping and constantly speaking to her to comfort her.
"Yiping, you're back? Your face doesn't hurt anymore, right?"
"Pingping, don't be afraid, your face will be fine! If there's anything you need our help with, just let us know!"
"If you need to change the dressing or something, you can tell us! We can help you change it!"
"Let's train together, it's okay!"
“…”
The other art soldiers were very enthusiastic and comforted and encouraged her.
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