Chapter 269 Preoperative Talk
Shan Ruoyan woke up after being beaten and scolded.
"You bitch! It's already noon! Why don't you wake up! Do you want me to serve you?"
Qi Tianle scolded Shan Ruoyan while slapping her with his hands.
Last night, Qi Tianle finally got a taste of the young lady from the general's mansion.
In fact, the world just praises these high-class ladies as being out of reach. When you really taste them, they are just so-so.
In his opinion, she is not as interesting as the courtesan in a brothel.
It's too rigid and has no interest at all.
Shan Ruoyan looked at the man who was abusing her, she crossed her arms to resist, her eyes full of hatred.
After last night, she had fully understood the disparity in power between herself and this man.
She couldn't beat him at all. Her resistance would only bring her greater torture and humiliation.
"Hurry up and change clothes for this young master!" When Qi Tianle saw Shan Ruoyan now, he knew that he had made this woman afraid of him last night.
It's good to be afraid! If you are afraid, nothing bad will happen.
Because of his behavior last night, Qi Tianle drove away all the maids and nannies who were coming to serve him this morning. Now, the only one who could help him change his clothes and wash himself was his newlywed wife.
Dan Ruoyan lowered her head to hide the hatred in her eyes. When she got out of bed, she found that her whole body was in pain. The most painful part was that spot.
There is a tearing pain.
But Qi Tianle didn't care at all, he just saw her movements slow down, and then he started beating again.
This time Qi Tianle was very careful, and he only touched the places that could be covered by clothes. He did not touch the exposed parts at all.
I have to go back to my parents' home in three days. If I get my face bruised, it will be hard to explain when the time comes.
While Shan Ruoyan was changing Qi Tianle's clothes, what she was thinking about was finding an opportunity to avenge herself.
At that time, both Qi Tianle and Qi family will become the targets of her revenge.
Of course, there is also Song Qingci!
If she hadn't insisted on pursuing the matter and was so strong, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
And the Lou family! If she had found a rich and powerful family for herself, she wouldn't have despised it, and she wouldn't have to marry Qi Tianle, that bastard.
And the old lady! Obviously, if she just said no, she wouldn't have to get married, but she didn't say anything!
These people all owe her something, they all deserve to die!
If she gets the chance, she will definitely make these people pay the price!
Song Qingci had no idea what Shan Ruoyan was thinking.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't care at all. A person who couldn't tell good from bad, or big from small, wasn't worth her attention at all.
What she is thinking about now is how to perform surgery on Shen Mozhu.
Through Xiao Wenye's hands, all the medicinal herbs she needed were already in place.
After this period of recuperation, Shen Mozhu's body has basically recovered to the point where he can fully withstand a face transplant operation.
However, before the operation began, Song Qingci still called Shen Mozhu over. There were some things he needed to tell him in advance.
Ever since Shen Mozhu was bumped into by Shan Xi once, he didn't dare to go out anymore.
Although he was wearing a mask and no one knew who he was, it was still a problem for others to see him in his current state.
The Major General and the Young Madam have already helped him a lot, and he cannot cause them any unnecessary trouble.
"I came to you today to talk to you about your facial injury." Song Qingci always spoke directly. She really didn't like useless small talk. She would save it if possible.
"I'd like to hear the details." Shen Mozhu bowed and was very respectful to Song Qingci.
Although he was wearing a mask, one could still feel his humility and gratitude from his eyes.
"I have carefully examined your painting. Based on the wounds on your face and the self-portrait you drew, I can at least help you restore 90% of your original appearance."
It must be said that Shen Mozhu's painting skills were amazing. When Song Qingci received his self-painted portrait, he was a little surprised.
I have always heard that portraits of ancient people are relatively abstract, pursuing a resemblance in spirit rather than in form.
However, Song Qingci could see the resemblance in appearance and feel the similarity in spirit from Shen Mozhu's portrait.
In modern times, there is a school of painting called hyperrealism. Song Qingci always thought that this concept only existed in foreign countries. Unexpectedly, in Dachen, a country that is not sure how many years away from modern times, Song Qingci also experienced what hyperrealism is.
With a portrait like this one that was full of details, Song Qingci felt that she could really restore it to 99.999 percent.
In order to prevent accidents and avoid being embarrassed, she chose to be conservative. A 90% restoration degree is her bottom line.
"Really?! Can it recover 90%?" Shen Mozhu was a little surprised. He had never thought that the probability would be so high.
In fact, he has been worried about the face restoration surgery that the young lady mentioned recently. He is unsure. From ancient times to now, he has only heard of temporary disguises, but has never heard of the face restoration surgery mentioned by the young lady.
"Of course it's true." Facing Shen Mozhu's obviously questioning tone, she retorted confidently.
Hearing the change in Song Qingci's tone, Shen Mozhu quickly explained, "Madam, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that this is unprecedented and I lost my composure for a moment."
"It's okay. I understand." Song Qingci waved her hand. She had already fought back, so she naturally wouldn't care about it anymore.
"However, before doing this operation, there are some things I need to tell you in advance." Song Qingci is not a casual person. To do such an operation, the things and medicines she needs to take out are very precious. She doesn't want to use them in vain.
"Young Madam, please feel free to speak."
"Do you know what I need to do to ensure the success of your operation?"
Shen Mozhu shook his head. He didn't understand medical theory. So he really didn't know what it would cost to do such an operation. However, it must cost a lot to do such an operation that he had never heard of.
"Let's not talk about my appearance fee. To restore your face to its original state, the amount of medicine needed is astronomical." Song Qingci was not exaggerating. Although she had a lot of medicines that could only be produced in modern times, they were limited.
Use one less.
For the country of Dachen, the price of such medicine is an astronomical figure.