An extremely beautiful young lady covered her right cheek with toilet paper, her face full of worry.
The middle-aged woman who was traveling with her might be her family member.
He was arguing with Wang Ziqiao, Zhang Ling, and the others.
"Can this young doctor do it? My daughter's face is injured.”
"If he's not good enough, my daughter will be disfigured!”
"No, get me someone else. Call your director over.”
Wang Ziqiao explained patiently.
"Auntie, let me tell you. Your daughter's wound is on her face.
As the wound was a little long, it needed to be sutured. Otherwise, the wound would not heal.”
"But there's one thing you need to be clear about. No matter what kind of wound it was, no matter how well the surgery was sutured, there would always be a little scar left behind. If it was a scar constitution, it would be even uglier.”
"Even if you call our department director over, it will still leave a scar.
I can only try my best to suture her better and leave as little scar as possible. You should understand what I'm saying, right?”
"I don't understand."
The middle-aged woman immediately shouted.
"My daughter is so young and hasn't found a boyfriend yet.
If she was disfigured now, how would she face others in the future? You have to find me a doctor so that the wound won't be visible after it heals.”
Wang Ziqiao was caught in a dilemma.
"Auntie, I really can't fulfill your request. Even if our director comes, he won't be able to do it. Why don't you go somewhere else to take a look?”
Wang Ziqiao could understand the feelings of the person involved.
However, no one could fulfill her request.
It was inevitable that there would be scars on his face due to the stitches.
Even when plastic surgeons made an incision, they would follow the lines of the skin or operate on hidden areas.
He wouldn't directly cut the front of his face.
Because of this scar, no one could avoid it.
The wound on the beautiful woman in front of him happened to be on the right side of her face.
Moreover, it was about three minutes long. No matter how high the level of suturing was, it was impossible for there to be no scar after suturing!
Hearing Wang Ziqiao's words, the middle-aged woman became even angrier.
"We came to your hospital because we couldn't do it in other hospitals. I didn't expect you to push the patient away.”
"I want to file a complaint against you!"
"Even if you complain about us, I can't do anything about it. I guarantee that there won't be any scars left!”
Wang Ziqiao shrugged helplessly.
The middle-aged woman was at her wit's end.
The imposing manner from before softened all of a sudden.
They had experienced the same situation in another hospital just now.
This meant that there would really be scars on her daughter's face.
An inch-long scar was left on her flawless face.
How do you think her daughter will be able to come out in the future?
The middle-aged woman's face was filled with worry, and she no longer had the domineering attitude she had before. She grabbed Wang Ziqiao's hand and begged,"
"Doctor, your Yanjing University International Hospital is the best hospital.
Please find me the best doctor and stitch my daughter up!
She was still young. She could not leave a scar on her face. Otherwise, her life would be ruined!”
"Auntie, I sympathize with you, but I really can't do it!”
As a doctor, Wang Ziqiao also wanted the beautiful lady's wound to recover.
However, he was not a god. He really could not do it.
Zhang Ling, who was also anxious, saw Su Cheng's arrival and his eyes immediately lit up.
She pulled Su Cheng over to the middle-aged woman.
"Auntie, I think you should let Dr. Smith stitch your daughter up!”
"His suturing skills are the best!”
Of course, Su Cheng knew about Zhang Ling's good intentions, but he could only smile bitterly.
Zhang Ling pulling him out was equivalent to putting him on a fire rack to roast.
Fortunately, he had mastered the Master Level Suturing Technique.
Otherwise, Zhang Ling would have really caused Su Cheng a lot of trouble.
However, Su Cheng could not be 100% sure that he could make the woman's face recover.
After all, there was only a 50% chance of recovery with the special effect of Master Level Suturing.
The remaining 50% was for the scar to fade.
Although Su Cheng had already performed a few sutures today,
However, it was not time for them to remove the stitches yet.
Su Cheng didn't know how much the scar had faded.
If the scar faded, it could still be seen at a glance.
Then, would this middle-aged woman in front of him let him off?
However, since Su Cheng had already stepped forward,
Then he would do his best to do this well.
"Auntie, I can't guarantee that your wound will recover completely.
I can only tell you that I will try my best to make the scar fade so that it won't be easy to see.”
"This is all I can do. If you're still not satisfied, then you can only go to another hospital to have a look!”
The middle-aged woman sized up Su Cheng with a puzzled expression.
After all, Su Cheng was younger than Wang Ziqiao.
"Can you really do it? Try to make the scar fade as much as possible so that it won't be easy to see?”
"It should be possible!"
Su Cheng nodded.
The middle-aged woman looked at Su Cheng again and pulled her daughter aside. Whispers started.
When Wang Ziqiao saw that the patient had moved a little further away, he said angrily to Zhang Ling,
"Zhang Ling, what are you doing?"
"How could she let Su Cheng stitch her wound?”
"He's just an intern. When did he perform debridement and suturing?!”
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