Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Because if skin grafting is involved, a piece of skin will indeed be cut off from his buttocks.

Su Wanqing never expected that so many people would come to watch her perform a minor surgery.

Vice President Sun gave an awkward smile: "You all do your thing, don't worry about us. This reporter is just taking a picture to compare the before and after surgery."

Su Wanqing nodded, and after the reporter took photos carefully, she asked Chen Jianhua to wait outside. Then she had the anesthesiologist administer general anesthesia and begin the surgery as planned.

Although it's a minor surgery, it still involves quite a few steps for Su Wanqing—first, she has to separate the adhered scar tissue, then release the compressed nerve endings, and finally, she has to take skin from the groin to the buttocks and transplant it to the wound.

Outside the glass observation window, the crowd watched this scene in silence. Because of the glass, they could still exchange quiet conversations.

"I've reviewed the patient's records. The burns are so severe, with serious adhesions in the subcutaneous tissue. According to Director Su's plan, they actually want to completely remove this scar and then re-graft skin?"

"Will this work? The key issue is that the nerve endings are damaged; how can we restore sensation?"

"Skin grafting technology is considered highly advanced nationwide. I think someone tried using pigskin to cover the wound before, but using skin grafts from one's own body results in much less rejection and a higher success rate."

"If this succeeds, it will be a major medical breakthrough! It will be incredibly significant for patients with disfigurement or severe burns."

In the crowd, a woman, who was wrapped up tightly, clung to the glass window, her heart pounding.

Her bright eyes watched the bloody surgical scene without any discomfort, but rather filled with shock: "Can it really be cured? If... if it really can be cured, I'll stay alive for a few more days and see..."

Her name is Shen Ruolan. Her grandfather was a founding hero of the People's Republic of China, and her father was the mayor of Bincheng City.

She should have had a brilliant life; she should have been a princess that everyone envied... but now she doesn't want to live anymore.

She was truly fed up with this world.

She used to be so beautiful. She cared most about and was most satisfied with her appearance. She dreamed of becoming a diplomat and speaking on behalf of her country on the international stage.

But fate just happens to take away what you care about most.

That year, a maliciously retaliatory fire engulfed her home. Her mother and grandfather were unable to escape, while her father survived because he was away in another city.

After she was rescued, she was left with gruesome burn scars on her face. Back at school, the teacher told the whole class, "Shen Ruolan's grandfather was a hero, and she was disfigured while saving someone. We shouldn't laugh at her."

Yes, no one at school laughed at her, but everyone was afraid of her.

Her wrinkled burn scars were so horrifying that her former friends instinctively avoided her.

No one laughed at her, no one mocked her, but people dared not look at her and subconsciously avoided her... She even felt nauseous when she saw her own face in the mirror!

Her father, cousin, and younger cousin all loved her dearly, and the whole family looked at her with pity.

No matter how angry she was or what mistakes she made, everyone tolerated and pitied her.

She doesn't want pity!

The organization assigned her work, and the supervisor said that her salary would be paid as usual, and that she didn't need to come to work; she could just take care of herself...

The world doesn't need her.

Her appearance, which she cared about most, was ruined. She wore her most beautiful clothes but had the ugliest face. Every time she went out, she had to cover herself up completely, otherwise she would receive all sorts of strange looks.

She'd had enough; she didn't know what the point of living was anymore...

"The surgery is over!"

The operating room door suddenly opened, and the doctor named Director Su came out and greeted the people waiting outside.

A dozen or so doctors immediately surrounded them, and even the hospital director came forward to ask about the situation.

Shen Ruolan also raised her head and looked at the confidently smiling woman—Su Wanqing—who calmly answered everyone's questions, even saying that the old man's burns were just a minor problem that had already been resolved, and that he would be fine after the stitches were removed in a couple of days and could live a normal life afterward.

Normal life? What a luxurious word!

She was somewhat dazed when she was suddenly pushed from behind.

The dean pushed her in front of Su Wanqing and said, "Shen Ruolan, take off the covering on your face so that Director Su can take a look at your injuries, assess the situation, and see what to say and whether it can be treated."

Shen Ruolan hesitated for a moment, then slowly removed the veil covering her face.

Her heart was pounding wildly; she was afraid—afraid that the other person would say it was incurable, or that it was too difficult.

Because her father took her to major hospitals all over the country, but the answer they all gave was that they were powerless to help.

She felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat, as if she were awaiting final judgment.

Until that heavenly voice rang out, its tone even carrying a hint of calm:

"Oh, it's nothing serious. You're just a little too thin, so you need to eat more. If you gain some weight before the skin graft, the results will be better, and your skin will be fuller and more elastic. It's best to eat at least two or three eggs a day to get more protein. Also, if you gain weight, you'll have more usable skin."

Shen Ruolan suddenly looked up. She saw no fear or distress in the other person's eyes. Su Wanqing did not shake her head, and her tone was so relaxed that it was as if her disfigurement was just a minor issue.

This shows that what seems like a problem to others is actually a minor one!

She suddenly grabbed Su Wanqing's hand excitedly: "Doctor, can this really be cured? If I have surgery, how long will it take to recover?"

Su Wanqing waved her hand: "It's not a big problem, it should only take half a month to recover. But you'd better adjust first and have the surgery in half a month, it would be safer to see how Grandpa Chen's recovery goes first."

"Okay, okay, I understand. Doctor, what else do I need to do? What should I prepare? If I have the surgery in two weeks, can I get it done before the Lunar New Year?" Shen Ruolan asked anxiously.

There's less than a month until the Lunar New Year. If she could recover by then... she couldn't imagine how happy she would be to stand openly in front of her relatives and friends.

If Dad knew she could really recover...

Looking at the excited woman in front of her, Su Wanqing understood her feelings and said with a smile:

"You don't need to do anything. Just relax and think about what you want to do most after you recover. Since you're in a hurry to get better before the Lunar New Year, let's reschedule for ten days later. The sooner you get better, the sooner you'll recover, and hopefully you'll be fully recovered by the Lunar New Year so everyone can have a happy holiday!"

Vice President Sun, standing nearby, said with some concern, "Xiao Su, this woman's facial injuries are much more severe and complex than Mr. Chen's. Are you sure you can do it? If you can succeed, this will be the first facial burn skin graft surgery in the country. Why don't you take a closer look and get some X-rays?"