Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

When the dean saw Tong Yan again, it was somewhat awkward. What was all this? Previously, he’d said so many bad things, and then later got slapped in the face just like that, and was even fiercely bullied by Young Master Xiao Jiu, suffering such a terrible ordeal.

Now seeing her, those not-so-pleasant memories surged back to his mind, and he kept feeling a pain in his back from the beating!

Of course, the face-slapping didn’t stop there, there was more —

”Miss Tong, this was corroded by high-concentration sulfuric acid. Now the sulfuric acid has evaporated, we can only handle bandaging the wound. As for your request for a full recovery like before, we can’t achieve that.”

The doctor said apologetically.

The skin’s already ruined like this, how can it recover to its previous state? Who was so cruel to do this?

He had just promised that it could be fixed, and now it’s like this, the face-slapping was resonant.

Tong Yan frowned, but there wasn’t any other option right now, it had to be this way. ”Then I’ll trouble you for now.”

The doctor had to help Wen Shu with the wound treatment, clothes needed to be removed. Looking at the two of them, they showed no intention of avoiding this, well, it was fine for a man to watch too.

Already seemed very painful when looking, seemed severe. When the doctor started treatment, it was more than words could express.

The doctor sighed, ”It’s difficult to handle. The clothes are stuck to the wound. Forcibly tearing it off will hurt a lot.”

Indeed, the clothes on the back were soaked with blood and adhered together, and the strong scent of blood filled the air.

”How about using anesthesia?” The doctor suggested, with anesthesia tearing it off wouldn’t hurt, though it would still hurt afterwards. But it’s better than now. The anesthetic has significant side effects and its compatibility with the patient matters too. If there’s anesthesia allergy, it would be disastrous, even though the chance is small.

Wen Shu was just about to refuse when Tong Yan hastily agreed, ”Okay, let’s do it like that.”

The doctor, hearing the answer, immediately called the anesthetist for anesthesia.

Everyone waited for him to fall asleep, yet after anesthesia for a while, he was still quite awake.

Tong Yan skeptically asked, ”Doctor, is this anesthesia fake?”

This questioned his medical ethics, the doctor was angered, with a puff and a scowling look, ”How can you say that? One in a million people has resistance to anesthesia, the more they’re given, the more awake they become. It seems he’s that type.”

Anesthesia was ineffective, direct treatment had to proceed.

Wen Shu smiled slightly, ”Doctor, go ahead directly.”

The doctor started to tear bit by bit, it was a bloody mess, none of the torn places was intact. Some spots even lacked chunks of flesh, it was painful just to think about.

Wen Shu sweated profusely on the forehead in pain, it was painful, indeed very painful.

Tong Yan reached her hand to his mouth, ”Little Shu, if it’s unbearable, just bite me. Don’t hold it in, what if you bite through your tongue?”

Clearly, his face was red from pain, but Wen Shu still forced a smile, ”Sister Yan, I’m not in pain.”

As soon as he spoke, a muffled groan followed. The doctor had torn open the clothes on the most severe, bone-deep spot.

”Why be polite with me, just bite.” Tong Yan said gallantly, patting her chest.

Wen Shu reached out and held her hand, ”Sister Yan, this will do, this doesn’t hurt.”

His hands were large, enveloping hers entirely. Her hand was warm, he was deeply enamored with it. Holding like this felt like she was his, stolen, a brief happiness.

The doctor exerted great effort to finally get the clothes torn open. The next step was disinfection, which was even more painful than before. He said sympathetically, ”Bear with it, it’ll be very painful.”