Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Originally, when Qu Qingchen listened to the first half of the passage, his face was full of expectations. When he heard the word "but", his face froze and he quickly asked, "but what?"

Gu Beihua timely patted her on the shoulder, "sit well."

His tone was still the same as usual, but Qu Qingchen tasted something unpleasant from it. The next second, he closed his mouth and sat down.

After seeing her sit down, Gu Beihua cleared his throat and asked, "go ahead."

The doctor didn't ask much. He just followed the professional ethics and told the truth, "after the first operation, the patient was injured during the healing period, and his face was seriously damaged. During the second operation, the skin had a slight rejection reaction."

Gu Beihua frowned, "can't you do that?"

"It's not impossible." The doctor coughed softly. "It's not so absolute, but I don't recommend it any more. Full face plastic surgery is a major operation, in case of rejection again, it is fatal in the operation process

Gu Beihua looks sad and looks at Qu Qingchen.

Qu Qingchen was so flustered that he was afraid that he would regret his promise, so he quickly asked the doctor, "well, there must be a way, right? Right? There must be a way to avoid some rejection reaction, right

Gu Beihua didn't make a statement. The doctor quietly raised his eyelids to look at him, and said very smoothly, "I can't guarantee this. After all, the scale of the operation is not small, and it can't guarantee that there are no accidents. I can only say that it's very dangerous. As for whether to do it or not... "

Gu Beihua's face went black inch by inch, and his eyes were staring at Qu Qingchen's face. His eyes were dark, and he could not see any happy or sad emotion.

Even so, Qu Qingchen couldn't help but feel flustered. Ten thin fingers were twisted together unconsciously, like white jade.

For a long time, she could not help shaking all over her body, biting her lower lip with no blood. Her eyes were full of bright tears. Looking at him, her voice was light and soft, "Uncle Gu --"

The voice of a young girl is soft and waxy. It's hard for people to be cruel.

Gu Beihua silently clenched his fist, took a deep breath, looked back at the doctor, and his cold voice came down coldly, "how many months will it take?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't react. What did he mean? He blurted out, "what months?"

Gu Beihua a little impatiently tut a, effort patience heart way, "I say, a few months can do surgery?"

The doctor was stunned, turned his hand to block his eyes, pretended to hold his glasses, and replied, "this... If you are sure to do it, it will take more than three months at the earliest."

Finally, he hesitated for a moment, as if he was afraid that what he said was not clear enough, so he added, "because in terms of her current recovery, the skin surface..."

Gu Beihua didn't want to listen to him any more. He waved his hand impatiently and interrupted him. "I see. You should get ready quickly."

Seeing that his face was not worried, the doctor didn't dare to say anything more. He answered angrily, turned around and quickly wrote a few words on the book, as if recording something.

After going out of the hospital, Qu Qingchen was in high spirits. Even though she was wearing huge sunglasses and masks, her facial features were almost blocked, Gu Beihua could still clearly feel the joy from the inside out of her body.