Meng Yao was taken to the hospital by the driver. On the way, she was comforted by Ruan Mowei and the driver, thinking that she would not be so unlucky as to have a scar on her face. It might be that she just knocked over some capillaries.
Meng Yao comforted herself in her heart, but after arriving at the hospital, all her wishes were ruthlessly shattered by the doctor.
"Go pay and get stitches! Your wound is too large. If you don't get stitches, it will heal slowly. And if it's not treated properly later, it's likely to fester, and the trouble will be even bigger than it is now."
The doctor had already written out a prescription and handed it to the driver.
Meng Yao's body trembled uncontrollably as she asked the doctor in disbelief, "Will it leave a scar? Will I need stitches? It's just a small wound, right? And the bleeding isn't happening anymore. I don't want stitches. If I do, how will I ever face people? I still haven't found a partner yet, and I'm definitely not going to get married!"
Meng Yao was shouting incoherently. Since it was morning, there were many people in the hospital, which attracted a lot of people's attention.
Passersby looked into the doctor's office in confusion, and even some ignorant children wanted to come in to take a look, but were stopped outside by the driver.
"Your forehead is already a little inflamed. If you don't want a larger scar in the future, I suggest you get stitches. After the incision heals, you can also go abroad for plastic surgery. Technology is so advanced now..."
"I don't want it! I want my own face! If you're okay, I'll find someone else who knows how to do it. No one can use a knife on my face!"
Meng Yao frantically pushed the doctor's hand away and stumbled out.
The blood on Meng Yao's face had only been simply cleaned up, and there were still a few bloodstains on her hair and shirt. Coupled with her crazy look, people in the hospital avoided Meng Yao to avoid getting into trouble.
The driver tried to stop her, but before he had taken a few steps, Meng Yao slapped him in the face, and five finger marks appeared on his face in an instant.
The driver's face darkened for a while, but in the end he just gave up and called Ruan Mowei to inform her of the situation.
"Ms. Ruan, Miss Meng went crazy when she heard that the wound on her forehead needed stitches. I couldn't stop her."
Ruan Mowei was planning to discuss endorsement matters and had no time to care about Meng Yao's affairs.
"Then ask the doctor to give her some tranquilizers. She's been getting these shots in the mental hospital a lot anyway... Forget it, go tell Meng Yao that if she keeps this up, and people find out, she'll probably be sent to the mental hospital again. Tell her to cooperate, and if that doesn't work, give her a tranquilizer."
Ruan Mowei paused, said something to the person next to him, and walked away with his phone before continuing, "You can handle this matter yourself. When you come back, I'll double your salary. That's all. I'm hanging up now."
The driver curled his lips, put his phone in his trouser pocket, strode directly to Meng Yao, and regardless of her struggle, picked up Meng Yao by the waist and said as he walked towards the doctor's office.
"Ms. Meng, don't forget you just got out of the mental hospital. There are so many eyes staring at you out there. You'd better cooperate. The doctor's advice is for your own good. And Miss Ruan already said that if it doesn't work, go abroad for plastic surgery. I heard there's laser scar removal that works very well."
Meng Yao started to cry when she heard this. At first it was just soft sobs, but soon it turned into howling.
Meng Yao's mouth was right next to the driver's ear, and the driver felt his head buzzing.
The driver took Meng Yao to the doctor's office, where the doctor had already prepared the tools.
Meng Yao had already prepared herself on the way there, but when she saw the needle, she couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Will it have a huge impact on my face in the future? Will you make a mistake and make the wound on my face even bigger? No, or..."
"It's up to you whether you want stitches or not, but if anything goes wrong later, don't blame me for not warning you!"
The doctor held the needle and looked at Meng Yao expressionlessly.
Meng Yao was a little at a loss at this time and had no idea what to do, so she turned her eyes to the driver beside her.
The driver was not related to Meng Yao, so how could he make decisions for her? He had just acted on impulse, but now that he had calmed down and realized what was happening, he turned his head and pretended not to see it.
Meng Yao sniffed, then closed her eyes and leaned forward, "Come on, be gentle."
The doctor rolled his eyes speechlessly, picked up the anesthetic that had been prepared long ago and injected it into Meng Yao's neck.
Not long after, Meng Yao felt a numbness in her head, and she could hardly open her eyes. Her head was dizzy, and the doctor had finished sewing the wound in a short while.
"Alright, remember to stay away from water for the next few days. Come back every two days to change the dressing, and remove the stitches after a week. If you feel redness or swelling in the wound after the stitches are removed, go to the hospital immediately. It's likely an infection. Okay, go downstairs and get some medicine and you can leave."
The doctor said this and sat down to greet the next person.
Meng Yao held her head up and looked at herself in the mirror for a long time. Her mouth pursed and she was about to cry again.
Seeing this, the driver quickly moved Ruan Mowei out and said, "Miss Ruan has instructed that you should be taken home directly after the meeting. She will come to see you when she is done with her work in the next few days."
Meng Yao's attention was successfully attracted, and she reached out to touch the gauze on her head.
Because the wound was wrapped in gauze, she couldn't see what the doctor had done to it. It was better not to make it look too ugly, otherwise she would definitely come over and complain to the doctor and make him pay the price.
After coming out, Meng Yao still felt a little dizzy, and the driver helped her into the car and sent her home.
After the driver sent Meng Yao back, he simply told Meng Yao what Ruan Mowei had instructed him to do. Without waiting for Meng Yao to nod in agreement, he fled on his own initiative.
Meng Yao's head was still a little dizzy because of the anesthetic.
Meng Yao stood alone at the door of her house. Although it was summer, it was still a little cold at night. Meng Yao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
About an hour after returning home, the effect of the anesthetic should have almost worn off, and Meng Yao slowly regained consciousness.
The first thing he did after waking up was to call Ruan Mowei. The call went through at first, but Ruan Mowei hung up not long after.
Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, and without thinking, she called again. However, no matter how many times she called, Ruan Mowei would hang up directly, and even blocked her in the end.
Meng Yao's heart suddenly became panicked, and she started to use her mobile phone to send messages and call Ruan Mowei non-stop, but after a whole night, those messages were like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any splash.
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