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

Su Wanqing reached out and touched Shen Ruolan's face, pinching the elasticity of her skin, and then said:

"It's not a big problem. Although the facial skin tissue is severely damaged, it can be repaired with skin grafts."

This might not seem like a big problem twenty or thirty years from now, but in this era, very few people could do it. However, Su Wanqing has the enhanced spiritual spring as a backup, so it's no problem!

Since the patient was already there, Su Wanqing simply wrote out the medical orders and arranged a surgery time. Amidst Shen Ruolan's excited and incoherent thanks, she waved and turned to leave the operating room.

After the surgery was completed, Su Wanqing returned to the outpatient clinic and stayed for another half day, not caring about the impact and shock her small action had on the people behind her.

What was even more unexpected was that the person who cared more about his injuries than Old Master Chen was not his own son, but Shen Ruolan.

Chen Jianhua took the day off to accompany Grandpa Chen during his surgery. After Grandpa Chen woke up, Chen Jianhua went home, and Shen Ruolan took care of him. She came every morning and didn't go home until evening, staying at the hospital until Grandpa Chen was discharged. She had to check on Grandpa Chen's skin grafts every day, looking at them almost eight hundred times.

"Uncle Chen, would you like a pear? Could you please unwrap the gauze so I can take a look at your wound?"

"Uncle Chen, please let me see it, just once!"

Grandpa Chen refused to let her see, shaking his head like a rattle drum. He was so annoyed that he said, "Young lady, don't say I won't let you see. I'm squeamish about blood. I'm afraid I'll faint if I see it."

Shen Ruolan was somewhat disappointed: "Then can I see it when you get your stitches removed in a couple of days?"

So, for the next few days, Shen Ruolan came every day without fail. Finally, on the fifth day, when Su Wanqing came to have her stitches removed, Shen Ruolan stayed there all day.

On the day the stitches were removed, not only was Shen Ruolan there, but also Vice President Sun, all the doctors from last time, and even the reporter who took the photos last time.

Today is the day to witness a miracle.

We'll see how well it recovers now! Chen Jianhua was standing next to him, his palms sweating with nervousness, and everyone in the room took a deep breath.

Shen Ruolan, in particular, was more nervous than anyone else. If the old man succeeded, she would likely succeed as well, and she could regain her appearance and at least live like a normal person.

Seeing that everyone in the room was even more nervous than he was, Old Master Chen couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Su, how about we wait a few days to remove the stitches? I heard that stitches are usually removed on the seventh or eighth day? What if there's still a bloody mess inside after we remove them?"

Su Wanqing almost burst out laughing when she heard that.

She now understood that Old Master Chen was not only afraid of pain, but also afraid of blood, and most afraid of surgery.

However, she had used the enhanced spiritual spring, and her wounds healed much faster than ordinary wounds, so a few days would be enough. She said, "No need, it should be almost healed. Everyone is eager to see the results."

So she quickly removed the gauze, disinfected it with iodine, and then removed the stitches.

The smooth skin graft showed almost no visible wounds, except for the cosmetic sutures around the outer edge. However, because the old man's wound was pieced together, there was a faint scar in the middle in addition to the suture marks, but it was barely noticeable now that the flesh had healed.

Su Wanqing's surgery used cosmetic needles. After the stitches were removed, only a faint mark was visible, and it was almost invisible unless you looked closely.

Grandpa Chen grimaced, unable to bear looking at his injury.

He didn't open his eyes until he heard a gasp from those around him. He saw that his previously hideous burn scars, which were now smooth and wrinkled, were now flat, although the flesh hadn't fully healed and there were still some red and pink areas.

"Click."

"Click."

The reporter quickly took comparison photos and couldn't help but marvel at how well the previously hideous scars had healed.

Chen Jianhua said happily, "Dad, look, my skin is almost like a normal person's! I knew it would work, this is wonderful!"

He poked the skin and felt it was still a little tender, but in any case, his father was almost like a normal person now, and he would finally not have to suffer from nerve pain anymore.

Old Master Chen yelled in pain and slapped him: "You little brat, my flesh hasn't even healed properly yet, and you're already poking me!"

Su Wanqing smiled and said, "It's true that it hasn't fully healed yet. We've only had the stitches removed, and it still needs to continue to recover. It will take at least ten days to two weeks for the nerves and soft tissue inside to slowly grow back. Before, the old man's nerves were stuck together, so I removed the damaged tissue and re-stitched them back together. It still needs to heal slowly. During this time, eat less soy sauce and other seasonings."

Grandpa Chen was easygoing and didn't care much, as long as it didn't hurt too often. Shen Ruolan, however, remembered it very well. These past few days, Su Wanqing had told her to eat more, and she ate three bowls of rice, seven or eight eggs, and ordered three servings of braised pork every day. Her father was so worried that he thought something was wrong with her, and she finally gained three pounds.

Looking at Old Master Chen's skin, Shen Ruolan couldn't stop the tears from flowing—it was much better than she had imagined.

The dean exclaimed, "This is a medical miracle! It's practically the first successful case in our country of both functional and cosmetic restoration after burns! It's incredible!" He turned to Su Wanqing, "Director Su, I just happened to have an appointment with a reporter from the provincial newspaper. They want to interview you and take a picture of you. Please cooperate."

Actually, the person had been invited long ago, just waiting to reveal the results of the surgery. If the results were good, the report would proceed as planned; if Su Wanqing messed it up, there would be no need to tell her.

But now it seems that Su Wanqing really came through.

"Yes, Director Su's skills are amazing, truly incredible!"

Chen Jianhua solemnly thanked Su Wanqing: "Director Su, thank you so much! My father has suffered so much from burns over the years. You not only cured his pain but also restored his appearance to its original state. Our whole family doesn't know how to repay you."

Unable to refuse the reporters' hospitality, Su Wanqing was interviewed, posed for photos, and asked questions. Chen Jianhua even brought out a pre-prepared banner, and together with the elderly Mr. Chen, they took a photo at the hospital entrance. Many people from various departments saw it, and the entire hospital knew about it.

"This Director Su is really amazing. He's only been here a few days and he's already received three or five banners of appreciation."

"Now it's even in the newspapers. The hospital director even invited a reporter from the provincial newspaper. I heard it's because he performed the first skin graft surgery in the country."

Standing at the corner of the corridor, Chen Yuchun watched Su Wanqing, surrounded by admirers and holding a banner, and gritted her teeth in a secluded corner, scoffing, "What's so great about her?"

Mr. Chen was discharged from the hospital that same day.

After arranging the surgery time with Shen Ruolan, Su Wanqing quickly slipped away—she was incredibly busy!