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

He was so anxious at the time that he didn't know what to do. Just then, the reform and opening up policy was implemented, and he considered whether to send her abroad for surgery. However, some things happened in the country recently, and he was simply unable to attend to her.

Just when he was extremely anxious, he saw his daughter packing her things for the hospital yesterday.

He thought his daughter had been scammed by someone—after all, they had already visited major hospitals all over the country, but to no avail.

He immediately asked his assistant to investigate, only to find out that the person who was to perform the surgery on his daughter was actually Su Wanqing!

After inquiring further about Su Wanqing's legendary deeds in just half a month, and how even Old Master Chen's severe burns had been almost completely healed, he finally believed it!

Previously, to Mayor Shen, Su Wanqing was a patriotic person who had made significant contributions to the country, but their relationship was ultimately just a professional one.

But now, Su Wanqing is his daughter's savior.

If he could truly recover, it would be equivalent to saving his daughter's life. From then on, no matter what Su Wanqing needed, as long as it didn't violate principles or discipline, he would definitely do his best to help her.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ruolan's eyes also reddened.

My father was a conscientious and dedicated cadre who never made promises to anyone and disliked owing favors. But this time, he made such a promise to Dr. Su for her sake.

Shen Ruolan said somewhat awkwardly, "Alright, Dad, let's not waste any more time. Let's go quickly so as not to delay Director Su's surgery. We have many reporters and TV station staff waiting for us today. Please finish quickly so I can recover quickly. I want to be well before the New Year so I can visit relatives during the holiday."

Shen Ruolan used to speak no more than five words, but now, although her face is still covered by a veil, her tone has regained its former confidence, and she can't wait to undergo the surgery.

As for the pain of skin grafting, it was nothing to her.

Seeing that his daughter had such high expectations, Mayor Shen, though not wanting to discourage her, still said softly:

"Lanlan, Dr. Su's skills are excellent, but don't have too high expectations... If there are any scars or anything, don't worry about it. It will definitely be better than before."

Seeing fear welling up in Shen Ruolan's eyes again, Su Wanqing smiled and patted her hand:

"Don't worry, your recovery will definitely be better than Grandpa Chen's. His skin is rough, while yours is delicate. Even if there is a scar, I will use cosmetic needles to stitch it into the skin texture and scalp, so it will be undetectable. Even if it can't be finished in one session, you can have a few more minor adjustments later. Just don't be afraid of the pain or the hassle."

Shen Ruolan immediately looked up, her eyes resolute: "I'm still young, and I still want to be a diplomat. I've already taught myself several languages. I'm not afraid of pain or trouble; as long as I can recover, I'm not afraid of anything. Director Su, I believe in you!"

Mayor Shen stared at his daughter in shock. He had no idea that she had such ambitions all these years, let alone that she had taught herself several foreign languages.

Hearing this, his eyes reddened, and he forced a smile: "Lanlan, let's go. I believe in Dr. Su too. Whether it works this time or not, Dad will definitely find a way to help you recover."

"Recover what? This surgery can't be done!"

Just then, a black sedan screeched to a halt, and a stylishly dressed middle-aged woman hurriedly got out. Looking at Shen Ruolan and Mayor Shen, she said urgently:

"Luckily I arrived in time. The surgery hasn't happened yet, has it? Lanlan, quickly postpone it! These things in China are unreliable. Listen to your aunt; I've already contacted the most reputable plastic surgery hospital in Switzerland and discussed your condition. They said they're 70% confident they can help you recover most of your health. With the level of expertise in China, what can they do?"

The woman grabbed Shen Ruolan as soon as she arrived, launched into a tirade, and then glared at Mayor Shen, calling her by her first name:

"Shen Zhiyuan! You really are... You killed my sister, and now you want to ruin your own daughter too? The best hospitals in the capital couldn't do anything, so you just found some third-rate doctor to operate on her? What if you ruin Lanlan's face even more?!"

Su Wanqing raised an eyebrow at the woman who had suddenly appeared, stepped aside, and wanted to see what Shen Ruolan thought.

Mayor Shen explained, "Lin Meihua, you've misunderstood. Although I only found out yesterday, Lanlan chose this doctor herself. This Comrade Su Wanqing is a true miracle worker; I only agreed after carefully inquiring about her. Dr. Su performed the first facial burn skin graft surgery in the country, and the results were excellent. If I wasn't confident, how could I have let her do it?"

"I won't listen, I don't believe you!"

Lin Meihua opened the car door and invited the two men out. "Lanlan, listen to your aunt. This is a plastic surgeon from Switzerland. Switzerland is the most authoritative place in the world for skin grafting and facial reconstruction. I went to great lengths to invite him here. This is a domestic expert in this field. They're here for a consultation. You're still young and don't understand these things. Let these two explain it to you."

Shen Ruolan looked at the two of them, nodded, and then said to Su Wanqing, "Dr. Su, please wait for me. This is my aunt, Lin Meihua. She works in the Ministry of Foreign Trade and has always been very concerned about me, searching everywhere for doctors for me. It wasn't convenient to go abroad before, but now that the reform and opening up has made it possible. But I trust you, so please let me ask them a few questions."

Su Wanqing smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead and ask. We'll leave after you're done."

Lin Meihua glanced at Su Wanqing with surprise, but didn't take it to heart.

In her view, what can a doctor at a hospital in a coastal city in China do without advanced equipment or top-notch technology?

Shen Ruolan removed her veil and, speaking fluent German (Swiss people speak German), first asked the foreign doctor, then repeated in Chinese, "How confident are you in the outcome of my injury assessment? To what extent can I recover?"

The foreign doctor and the domestic expert discussed the matter, and the domestic expert translated:

"Dr. Martin said that if the procedure were done in China, the equipment and resources would be limited, with at most a 50% chance of recovering 70% of the burn area. If it were done in Switzerland, the chance of recovery would be around 70% or more. This is currently the most advanced technology in the world, using microsurgical skin grafting and laser repair. However..." The expert was quite fair, "What Dr. Martin said is basically true. There is indeed not much research in this area in China, while there is more experience abroad, so the probability is indeed higher."

Aunt Lin Meihua said anxiously, "Lanlan, did you hear that? You need to cancel this surgery immediately. Don't do it. If it goes wrong, it will be even harder to recover later. These two experts are the most authoritative in China and abroad. They've already said so. How good can it be if you have it done here? What kind of recovery can you expect? Do they dare to make that promise to you? Do they dare to guarantee the outcome? What if she makes things worse for you? What will she say?"