Tears welled up uncontrollably as she angrily questioned him.
"Are you crazy? Why are you slashing your own face?"
Su Luo smiled with relief and said with great satisfaction.
"I'm not pretty anymore, can you leave me alone now?"
Song Lingshan choked up and said, "You're dreaming. Even if you die, I'll dig you out of your grave."
Why does Su Luo feel that she only likes him because of his face?
She initially liked him because he was good-looking, but the fact that she could love him for so many years was certainly not just because of his appearance.
Is he an idiot?
Su Luo instantly lost all her strength and abilities, and said hatefully.
"I hate you so much..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes in despair and sank into an endless black abyss.
Song Lingshan held the person tightly in her arms, her hands trembling uncontrollably, and took out her phone to make an emergency call.
She was going to take Su Luo to the hospital.
Zhou Hong's medical skills could not make the wounds on Su Luo's face disappear without a trace.
She really didn't expect Su Luo to be so fierce and ruthless to herself.
We absolutely cannot let Su Luo have a scar on her face.
Absolutely not. Even if she loved him not just because of his face, she couldn't let Su Luo have such a large, ugly scar on his face.
He was already ostracized at work because he looked like a girl, and if he had more scars on his face, he would be disliked even more.
She did consider keeping Su Luo under control for life, but that was only if Su Luo completely refused to cooperate with her.
As long as Su Luo comes to his senses and stops loving Ozawa Nami.
If you apologize to her sincerely, she will consider letting him go once she calms down.
Wait for the ambulance to arrive.
Song Lingshan accompanied Su Luo to the hospital.
Upon arriving at the consultation room, Song Lingshan spoke to the doctor seriously.
You must never leave a scar on the patient's face.
But when the doctor saw the horrifying knife wounds on Su Luo's face, he was puzzled.
"Ms. Song, we cannot guarantee that. His wound is too deep, and whether it will leave a scar depends on the aftercare and his own constitution. If he is prone to keloid scarring, we really can't do anything about it."
Upon hearing this, Song Lingshan's eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light, and she said in a cold voice.
"Aren't you the best hospital in Beijing? Hasn't my dad invested a lot of money in your hospital?"
Upon hearing this, the doctor broke out in a cold sweat. He had offended the hospital's biggest sponsor, and his job was definitely in jeopardy.
He said in fear.
"I will do my best! Don't worry!"
Song Lingshan glared at him and left the room.
The doctor, with utmost care, used cosmetic sutures to stitch up Su Luo's wound.
After the stitches were done, I gave him a full body check-up.
It was discovered that his physical condition was really poor; all his indicators were below standard.
Moreover, his body was covered in wounds, including some old scars, indicating that he had been abused.
And the person who abused him was undoubtedly Song Lingshan.
The hospital staff and nurses looked at each other, none of them daring to call the police. They could only silently pray for Su Luo, hoping that he would suffer less and leave Song Lingshan as soon as possible.
The nurse settled Su Luo into a private room, started an IV drip, and quietly left the room.
Song Lingshan moved a chair and sat down beside Su Luo's bed, silently watching Su Luo, who was sleeping soundly in the hospital bed.
Su Luo's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks were covered with gauze, and her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. When the sunlight shone in, the blue veins on her face could be seen.
His thin body was covered in a light blue hospital gown, and large patches of bluish-purple bruises appeared on his neck.
Song Lingshan stared at Su Luo, gradually becoming dazed.
A few days ago, when she saw Su Luo, he was still standing on the church podium, looking radiant and dazzling, wearing a sharp suit.
But now it has completely lost its color, lying alone on the hospital bed, half-dead, and its beautiful face may be left with a half-foot-long scar.
This reminded Song Lingshan of the Japanese film "Rurouni Kenshin" that she and Su Luo had watched together before.
She clearly remembered Su Luo saying that the male lead was so handsome, and that he would be even more handsome if he didn't have this scar.
Now, in an attempt to escape himself, he actually used a knife to slash his own cheek.
If he gets a scar, will he regret it when he looks in the mirror later?
Song Lingshan had completely stopped crying. She had been crying since she left the clinic, and now she had cried all her tears.
My eyes are sore and painful, but my heart aches even more.
She doesn't understand what went wrong with her.
Why can't Su Luo let go of Ozawa Nami even after seeing those photos?
Why resist her like that? She admitted that she had been very mean and excessive to Su Luo these past few days.
But why can't he just go along with me a little?
If he had been even slightly nicer and hadn't been so angry with her, she wouldn't have been so heartless.
After Su Luo is discharged from the hospital, she will definitely remove all sharp objects from the basement so that he will never have the opportunity to harm himself again.
Upon closer reflection...
Even if you remove all the dangerous items from the room, he can still bang his head against the wall.
What if my forehead gets injured again and leaves a scar?
What should we do?
...
Su Luo remained unconscious for a full day, only slowly opening her eyes after it was completely dark.
What came into view was Song Lingshan, who was asleep in a chair with her head resting on her arm.
Su Luo realized she was in the hospital and that the shackles on her feet had been removed. Her first thought was to escape.
Ignoring the soreness all over his body, he gently pulled his arm out from under Song Lingshan.
Unexpectedly, Song Lingshan woke up immediately, staring blankly at him, her lifeless eyes slowly focusing.
"You're awake?"
Su Luo cursed under his breath.
Damn it, when did she become such a light sleeper? She nodded somewhat guiltily.
Song Lingshan got up, took out a small mirror from her bag, and held it against Su Luo's face, letting him admire his own masterpiece. She squinted and carefully observed Su Luo's expression, then said in a deep voice.
"The doctor said it will leave scars. Are you satisfied now that you've destroyed the face you were so proud of?"
It might leave a scar, but it's not certain that it will actually leave a scar. However, she wanted to see whether Su Luo's decision was impulsive or if she had truly made up her mind in that instant.
Su Luo stared at herself in the mirror. Although her cheek was covered with gauze, she could still tell that the incision was very long. She was stunned for several seconds.
He forced a smile and said in a hoarse voice.
"Satisfied."
His good looks have always been a burden to him, and his current predicament is inextricably linked to his face, which is even more beautiful than a girl's.
He simply couldn't believe that Song Lingshan would still be interested in him after his disfigurement.
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