Chapter 1596: Chapter 1490: That Guy Is Just a Weirdo
"Don’t get agitated. What’s going on exactly? Let
take a look, will you? Co on, lift the quilt." Song Yun walked to the bedside, trying to console her.
"No. I don’t want anyone to see it. Go, all of you go, leave
alone."
"Xiao Qing, why are you acting like a child, being so irrational? It’s not healed yet; how do you know it can’t be healed? If the hospital can’t heal you, I still can. Co, let
see the wound." Song Yun sat on the edge of the hospital bed, gently trying to pull the quilt back.
"No. I don’t believe it. I don’t trust anyone. Brother Yun, just leave
alone, I beg you. Leave with them. Don’t look at , I feel disgusting myself." Xiao Qing said with a choked voice, her pale hands gripping the corners of the quilt tightly, refusing to let Song Yun uncover the quilt and expose her wound.
"Alright, alright, I won’t look. Just lift the quilt and let’s chat. We haven’t talked for a long ti, I’ve been busy all over the world, and today I’m free, how about we have a little chat?" Song Yun gently patted Xiao Qing’s hand that’s exposed outside, speaking softly.
"There’s no need. I don’t want to talk. You all go, go away. Brother Yun, I really don’t want to see anyone, seriously."
Song Yun sighed.
"Mr. Song, what should we do now? The patient doesn’t cooperate, we have no way to change her dressing." The nurse, slender and fair, asked Song Yun with a troubled expression.
"Try persuading her again." Song Yun said apologetically to the two nurses, genuinely sympathizing with their difficult situation.
"How was the dressing changed before?" Song Yun lifted his head to ask.
"Before, the patient was willing to cooperate, and later we did it when she was asleep or under anesthesia." The nurse with little red-frad glasses whispered.
Song Yun nodded, signaling them to wait a mont, then continued to persuade, "Xiao Qing, you’re my woman, how could I leave you alone at a ti like this? If it were soone else, I would have left already, it wouldn’t matter if they changed the dressing or not. But you’re different, you’re Xiao Qing. How could I leave? Fine, let’s not change the dressing, it doesn’t matter, I don’t mind you looking ugly. Let’s discuss one thing first, when are we having the wedding? This matter really can’t be delayed any longer... Okay, go ahead and change the dressing." Song Yun withdrew his hands from Xiao Qing’s wrists and called out to the nurses.
"What do you an? Miss Xiao agreed?" The nurse with glasses asked in confusion.
"Yes." Song Yun nodded, gently prying open Xiao Qing’s tightly gripped hands from the quilt’s corner and lifting it from her head.
The first thing that caught their eyes was the shocking bandage on Xiao Qing’s left cheek. A thick, glaringly white bandage covered the wound, preventing Song Yun from seeing the injury. But the pale left cheek and the tear stains on her face made Song Yun feel deeply distressed.
"Song Yun, what’s wrong with Xiao Qing?" Li Yueyue asked with concern, looking at Xiao Qing’s sleeping face.
"She’s asleep." Song Yun nodded to Li Yueyue, indicating she need not worry.
The two nurses gave Song Yun grateful smiles before swiftly changing Xiao Qing’s dressing as quickly as possible, fearing she might wake up again. Each dressing change was a painful ordeal, leaving everyone utterly exhausted.
When the nurse unwrapped the bandage from Xiao Qing’s face, revealing her terrifyingly corroded cheek, Song Yun’s gaze burned brightly. He took a deep breath.
Song Yun patted the doctor’s shoulder, signaling they’d speak outside. After exiting the ward, Song Yun handed the doctor a cigarette, which the doctor accepted with both hands, but offered a bitter smile saying, "I can’t smoke now, it’s against hospital regulations."
"I understand. Now, how is Xiao Qing’s situation?" Song Yun asked, his eyes intense as he looked at the doctor.
Dr. Gu adjusted his glasses and said with a bitter smile, "There’s no issue with the treatnt itself. But I can’t be sure about the recovery. I just discussed with a renowned dermatologist in Germany. Because Miss Xiao’s left facial skin is severely damaged, only skin graft surgery can be perford. The feasibility of this thod is quite high, but the color of the skin post-treatnt might differ from the original, and restoring the original look will be very difficult. However, we will do our best."
"Doctor, isn’t there any other solution? You know appearance is really important for a woman," Song Yun tried to calm himself as he asked.
"Mr. Song, don’t worry. In a few days, Mr. Hans, a world-famous dermatologist from Massi Hospital in Germany, will co to our hospital. Based on the actual situation, he’ll propose a treatnt plan. I’ll discuss with him again then. However, to restore the original skin, going to South Korea for costic surgery is an option."
"Alright, let’s take it one step at a ti."
Dr. Gu gave so comforting words and instructions before taking his leave.
"Song Yun, why not try a different treatnt for Xiao Qing?" Xia Tian, silent until now, suddenly spoke up.
"A different treatnt? Where to?"
"Did you forget the old man in the Sect Mountain?" Xia Tian’s eyes glead as he spoke.
"You an!! Damn, how could I have forgotten that old geezer! But that old man has a strange temper, he might not agree," Song Yun pondered, stroking his chin.
Those who’ve lived in seclusion for years indeed have personalities that are hard for others to accept. If they wanted to make money, they could do it faster than anyone. But they just love a free, unfettered life. That eccentric man especially, nothing interests him besides rare plants, animals, and those jars and bottles. Song Yun had even tried to persuade him to teach him those things, offering everything, but was rejected.
Actually, Song Yun himself isn’t sure if that eccentric man is still alive, and even less sure if he would agree to his request. Even if he agrees, Song Yun might not be able to fulfill the conditions he proposes.
Seems like I need to go back to the sect for the woman I deeply love lying in bed. Although that eccentric man always has extrely harsh conditions for treating people, there’s no other choice.
It’s been so many years since I last returned; are the people in the sect doing well? Are those cherry blossom trees in the courtyard still there? Are they in full bloom now? And those senior brothers and junior brothers, are any of them still alive?
Truly, the nearer you get to ho, the more nervous you feel!
"Brother Yun, Sister Qing’s health and emotional state aren’t very good. If the journey is too long, I’m afraid her body can’t take it. Moreover, she might not be willing to go. Can’t we invite the doctor you know to co here?" Li Yueyue asked from the side.
"No way, that guy is a total eccentric. Even if I took Xiao Qing there, he might not treat her. I have to visit him personally."
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