deltrittennovels Chapter 522 Healing
Chapter 522 Healing
Chapter 522 Healing
Lin Zifeng drove to Qingyuan Hospital. There were not many vehicles on the road on Sunday morning, and it was a bit deserted, but a series of news on the Internet was above the hustle and bustle.
First, some people who claimed to be friends of Yang Yueru's rescue doctor posted that "Yang Yueru's face was seriously injured, the possibility of recovery is zero, and he may even lose sight."
Then some so-called insiders said that the attack was done by a certain celebrity, regardless of whether there is evidence or not, anyway, it happened anyway.
Soon another person from the airline company claimed, "Dong Jian, the boss of Yang Yueru's agency, took a flight abroad and suspected of absconding with money."
Anyway, these articles don't mention the authenticity, but they are all very popular, and all of them are on the trending searches. Most of the comments from netizens below are "distress the goddess", "severely punish the murderer" and the like.
Finally, there is another type of article that became popular, but this kind of article is completely opposite to the previous ones. It insults and slanders Yang Yueru. Anyway, it says that she plays big names, bullies newcomers, and engages in unspoken rules. Those who were jealous of Yang Yueru took the opportunity to find the navy to discredit her.
In the past, when Yang Yueru was in the limelight, they didn't dare to do anything, and instead they scrambled to flatter them, but now that Yang Yueru has fallen from the altar, they naturally beat everyone up, but most of the posts of this type are insulting to the person who posted them. It can be seen that Yang Yueru really has a lot of die-hard fans.
"Hmph Yang Yueru, I see what else you can use to fight me!" Chu Mei on Shen Hao's bed looked at the posts posted by the navy that she found on the Internet, not to mention how proud she was.
Although Yang Yueru still has a lot of fans now, she has been disfigured after all, and she will no longer appear in the public eye for a long time. After a few years, who will remember her? Now it is the age of traffic, and the absence of popularity means coolness. At that time, who can still remember her past glory.
And Chu Mei can continue to release new songs and shoot new movies through means during this period, appearing frequently in the public eye, donating money, doing charity, and finding a company to hype her, and she will become a popular star in no time.
Chu Mei always thought that her ability was not bad, but Yang Yueru overshadowed her. Without Yang Yueru, she would definitely be able to develop better.
It took more than 20 minutes for Lin Zifeng to arrive at Qingyuan Hospital, only to find a large crowd of fans around the door, but they were all stopped outside by the hospital's security guards and police.
Frowning, Lin Zifeng found a place to park the car, then found a courtyard wall and entered the hospital, and went straight to Yang Yueru's ward.
"Yuxi."
"Doctor Lin!" Looking at Lin Zifeng's handsome face and burly figure, Qiao Yuxi's pretty face flushed slightly, and her heart couldn't help but bump into the deer.
But immediately she realized that now was not the time to be infatuated, so she turned sideways to let Lin Zifeng walk to the hospital bed.
Looking at Yang Yueru, whose head was tightly wrapped in gauze, with tears in her exposed eyes, Lin Zifeng's heart was also throbbing.
"Doctor Lin, you must cure sister Yueru, please." Seeing Lin Zifeng was like seeing a savior, Liu Ke hurriedly knelt on the ground and took his hand.
"You get up first, I will definitely be able to cure Miss Yang." Lin Zifeng pulled Liu Ke up, and looked at Yang Yueru's only exposed right eye for a moment.
From Yang Yueru's eyes, Lin Zifeng saw sadness, nervousness, hope and timidity.
"Trust me." Lin Zifeng shook Yang Yueru's hand to encourage her.
Yang Yueru tapped her head twice in a subtle way.
"I'll help you untie the bandage first. Ms. Liu, please go out and watch first. Don't let others in. Yuxi, stay and help me."
Liu Ke: "Good Doctor Lin."
Qiao Yuxi: "Okay."
After untiing the bandage, Qiao Yuxi couldn't help gasping for three hideous wounds that had been sewn up with needles and threads, and was once again angry at the murderer's viciousness.
Lin Zifeng was also extremely furious in his heart, Yang Yueru's beautiful face that seemed to be kissed by an angel was gone, and instead looked terrifying like a demon crawling out of hell.
"It's... ugly..." Yang Yueru whispered in a desperate tone.
"It's ugly, but I can make her beautiful soon." Lin Zifeng smiled slightly, "Go to sleep for a while, and when you wake up, you will be that beautiful star again."
After finishing speaking, Lin Zifeng pricked Yang Yueru's acupuncture points for a while, and Yang Yueru's eyelids drooped slowly and fell into a coma.
Lin Zifeng took out a elixir and a box of ointment from his pocket and handed them to Qiao Yuxi: "Grind the elixir into powder, pour it into the ointment, mix well, and bring it to me."
"Okay." Qiao Yuxi took the things and ran out of the room.
After Qiao Yuxi left, Lin Zifeng manipulated spiritual energy and waved his hands to undo the sutures on Yang Yueru's wound. Without the sutures being pulled, the wound instantly burst open, blood was about to leak out.
Lin Zifeng immediately controlled the spiritual energy to wrap her wound. The blood flowed slowly in the wound but there was no sign of spilling out. Then Lin Zifeng took out a high-level healing pill, kneaded it into powder, and sprinkled it into Yang Yueru's wound. The wounds showed signs of healing.
About 10 minutes or so, the wound has healed eighty-nine points, and there are only a few small wounds left. Otherwise, although the wound has healed, the scar on the healed part will still remain.
"Doctor Lin, the ointment is ready." At this moment, Qiao Yuxi hurried in, seeing Yang Yueru's pretty face that was mostly healed, she was so shocked that the ointment almost fell on the ground.
"How did you do this?" Qiao Yuxi covered her mouth and shouted in a low voice.
"Hehe, it's just some special means." Lin Zifeng smiled slightly, and caught the ointment from mid-air.
Opening the lid, a refreshing fragrance of herbs filled the room. Lin Zifeng gently picked up some ointment with his fingers and applied it to Yang Yueru's scar.
Yang Yueru's pretty face was so tender and smooth, Lin Zifeng felt a little distracted when she applied it.
Soon Yang Yueru's wound was covered with dark green ointment, but I don't know if it was Lin Zifeng's insatiable desire or some special reason, after a pause, Lin Zifeng smeared the ointment all over Yang Yueru's entire face.
After finishing painting, Lin Zifeng looked at his watch and recorded the time.
Five minutes later, Lin Zifeng took the silver needle on Yang Yueru's sleeping hole, and Yang Yueru's eyes slowly opened.
"How do you feel?" Lin Zifeng asked with a smile.
"It feels a bit cool." Yang Yueru replied.
"Does it still hurt?"
Yang Yueru felt it for a while, and found that the lips that were so painful when she said the two words just now didn't feel any pain at the moment, and she didn't feel the pain anymore after blinking.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Then there's no problem!" Lin Zifeng wiped his hands and stood up.
"My face is healed!" Yang Yueru asked in surprise.
"Look for yourself." Lin Zifeng gave a smirk, and held up a mirror to Yang Yueru.
Seeing the mirror, Yang Yue subconsciously closed her eyes tightly, she was afraid of seeing her devastated face.
But out of trust in Lin Zifeng, Yang Yueru slightly opened her eyes, and then saw the strange face in the mirror full of unknown green clay.
(End of this chapter)