monster's bride

"There must be another way, right?" Lu Zhizhi said: "No matter what, you have to try."

Shi Yu lowered his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "My father may know more inside information."

He raised his eyes and said, "I have been looking for my father. He disappeared not long after my mother's accident. I haven't found him yet. If I can find him, there may be a way."

Lu Zhizhi nodded, "If there is news, tell me as soon as possible."

"But."

Shi Yu asked: "If the answer I get is that I will be eliminated together with Bai Ji, will you be willing to help me?"

Lu Zhizhi: ".I haven't considered this issue yet."

At this stage, she herself has not explored the real truth and does not want to make a decision on such an idea.

Shi Yu stood up slowly while holding on to the table, "Okay, even if you don't consider that you really, really like him, please consider it from my perspective, the perspective of those who died, and don't help him."

Lu Zhizhi wiped his lips with a piece of paper, looked at his drunken appearance, and held his arm, "I understand, I'll ask the driver to take you back."

As he was about to get in the car, Shi Yu stopped, turned around, his eyes were reddish, and murmured: "Am I not good enough for you?"

"very good."

Lu Zhizhi answered honestly. She didn't know how many times she had responded with this answer, "I am very grateful to you for always protecting me."

But beyond that, there will be nothing.

After seeing Shi Yu off, she stood in the cold wind for a while, then turned and left.

In order to calm down the popularity of the masked woman, the police chief gave a public interview and released a series of details about the masked woman incident.

Lu Zhizhi, who was sitting in the coffee shop, patiently read this long article, which contained countless lies, and felt a little curious.

It had been half a month since there had been a similar case, and it was the peak of people moving around the Spring Festival. She could see that this was a conservative measure taken by the upper class to prevent panic and publicity from spreading, and to ensure that she could stay in her position with peace of mind.

They took Hu Ping and packaged her as a real serial murderer.

If such a strange murder occurred again, would they choose to cover up the case in order not to cause panic and reduce credibility?
  Lu Zhizhi lowered his head and glanced at his phone. Bai Ji said that he was going to the hospital to attend a seminar today and would not be able to meet her for a week.

In the free time of the afternoon, she can go to a movie by herself, enjoy the sunshine, and live a comfortable life.

A certain star plastic surgery hospital.

"Honestly, I've never seen anything like this before, so as a survivor of the mask girl incident, it's not easy to muster up the courage to repair it."

Bai Ji took off his mask and revealed his true face, which shocked Dr. Shao, who was responsible for designing the surgery.

"It's not all healed yet. The first thing to do is suturing."

Bai Ji said gently: "I know it needs to be sutured. No matter what method you use, just close it and make it beautiful."

"Why not go to a big hospital to do it?"

Because it was easy to arouse suspicion there, he didn't want to attract too much attention.

Bai Ji unfolded the brochure in his hand, "Isn't it written in your advertising slogan? No matter how bad the face is, your professional doctors can repair it as before. Is this false?"

The doctor immediately replied: "No, of course it's true! You must have checked our hospital and seen the online reviews. There is not a single negative review, which is enough to prove our authority."

Then, in order to retain this customer, he added: "The doctors we operate here are all from tertiary hospitals, and everyone has received further training. Regarding cosmetic surgery, they are better than tertiary hospitals because of their rich surgical experience." , you can rest assured in terms of aesthetics and safety, but due to your current situation, the cost of surgery will be relatively high."

Bai Ji was not short of money, so he brought cash directly this time.

A whole box was opened, and red banknotes were pushed in front of the doctor. He said very sincerely: "As long as I can sew my face."

"Of course, not to say it's perfect as before, but 80% of it is still fine." The doctor looked at the money with a smile on his face, "We can make an appointment for surgery."

"The sooner the better."

After Bai Ji was sent away, several doctors in charge of the surgery gathered together for a heated discussion.

"Isn't it right? How dare you repair such a wound? It's so cracked that it's impossible to recover no matter how much you repair it."

"What does it matter? Did he just say that he needed to be sutured? If it doesn't meet expectations, he'll just sew up his face first. Don't let him do the extra adjustments on the surgery sheet. Anyway, he'll say that they've all been done by then. , the patient can’t feel it.”

"The previous failure of your breast augmentation surgery has just been suppressed. How about taking it easy and not causing trouble again later."

"The other party paid 30 yuan in cash. I will definitely get this commission. If it were you, would you accept it?"

The doctor in charge of Bai Ji's surgery added: "What's more, he can spend 30 yuan at a time for this operation. Later, we claimed that we would further repair it and then dragged him into the trap to do other projects. Isn't that a trap?"

"That's what you said."

All of a sudden, the doctors were silent, with envious looks in their eyes.

There was a gap of two days between the surgery and the face-to-face consultation. Bai Ji was lying on the operating table, and the areas that needed to be repaired were marked on his face.

The chief surgeon and his assistants surrounded him. From the interview to the current operation, Dr. Shao, the chief surgeon, actually didn’t have much confidence.

Originally, such a large area of ​​trauma should be left to a large hospital for suture and skin grafting first, and then come to them for repair when the flesh is almost healed.

But the money given to this patient is too much, and some conscience should be ignored as long as it can be better than now.

The light shone on Bai Ji's face, making the cracked scar even more terrifying.

The doctor in charge of anesthesia put the mask on his face and said, "After some sleep, we'll be ready to start."

They didn't know that Bai Ji's constitution meant that any medicine would have no effect on him, and his body would metabolize it at an extraordinary speed.

Only ten minutes after the anesthesia passed, his eyelashes trembled, and the person regained consciousness.

The skin and flesh on his face could clearly feel the needles being inserted, and he felt numb from the huge pain. He lay there quietly without even frowning.

As long as you can become beautiful and see Lu Zhizhi, everything will be worth it.

But soon, he heard something that made him unhappy.

The doctor who performed the surgery on him was not the same doctor who had seen him before.

is a woman.

Intern: "Dr. Shao, do you think it's okay to suture like this? I always think he should use some skin grafting to repair it first."

A man's voice appeared on the other side, "It's okay. The skin can hang a little. When he recovers in the future, he will definitely still feel unsightly. We will give him another plan."

This is a routine to constantly make money. The female intern looked like she had learned it. Although her movements were serious, the face was stitched crookedly due to unskilled operation.

After finally finishing the work and looking at the results, the other assistant next to him who was responsible for organizing the utensils hissed softly, "It's so ugly, it's like a centipede crawling on it."

Dr. Shao didn't take it seriously and said, "Wrap it up. It won't be so ugly when the stitches are removed."

One ugly word kept popping out of their mouths, and the monster in Bai Ji's mind couldn't hold back its murderous intent, so Bai Ji forcibly suppressed it.

Everything is for Lu Zhizhi, as long as he looks better than before, as long as he looks better, he can accept it, he can accept it
  In the afternoon after the operation, Bai Ji was wrapped up so that only his eyes were exposed. He stood in front of the mirror. Even he couldn't be sure what he looked like under the gauze.

He walked out of the single ward, lied to Lu Zhizhi that he was having a late lunch, and took the elevator downstairs.

Passing by the door of the hospital's face-to-face examination department, the noise of arguments inside made him stop and turn his head to look inside.

A woman over forty years old suppressed her anger and said: "You recommended me to get a face-slimming injection before, saying it would make my face look smaller. I took it, and the result was! Both sides were completely sunken, and the flesh on my cheeks was... They were all bulging out, so I went to another doctor for a check-up, but they told me that my bones were here and there was no need for surgery. You were just trying to trick me and defraud me of my money, right?"

Dr. Shao inside said gently: "This is normal. Now you only need to suck away the fat on your face to look younger and smoother."

"How much more will it cost?"

"Probably just over ten thousand."

"I only spent more than a thousand for an injection. Now how many times has it cost me to have liposuction!? It's all a routine, right?"

Chattering began inside, and the nurse on duty found Bai Ji in time and reminded him: "You have just had an operation and should rest in bed."

Bai Ji said calmly: "Is it all a routine?"

The nurse quickly went over and closed the door, "Your operation was successful, don't worry."

Bai Ji was sent back to the ward, and the surgeon brought his assistant to visit him and said many words of comfort to him.

until midnight.

He got out of bed because of the excessive pain in his cheek and walked into the bathroom.

Blood stains showed through the gauze wrapped around his face. He touched his face, clasped his fingers inward, and suddenly began to pull it down roughly.

The gauze was forcibly torn off by him, the lights above his head flickered, and the cracks that were forcibly mended with black lines were crooked, and the corners of his lips were bent and raised to one side because of the tight and stretched flesh.

The already ugly face looked even more ugly now.

The assistant on the operating table sighed without exaggeration.

The black threads stained with blood and embedded in the skin made a popping sound due to the huge pulling force, and one of them broke.

Blood flowed down.

Bai Ji touched his face, his eyes desperate, "It still doesn't work."

It couldn't be sewn at all, and it was even uglier.

In the bathroom, there was a constant crackling sound of crackling lines. The filament of the flashing light above burned out after half a minute, and the whole room fell into darkness.