Three days later, Mo Chuxin went to the basement of the villa, where she was going to have her final surgical facial surgery. Ten days after the deadline, the gauze can be removed, which means that she has entered the countdown to the beginning of revenge.

The underground hospital in the villa is well-equipped with medical equipment, and the doctor who did plastic surgery for her is a top doctor specially hired by Su Yichen from South Korea, with high skills and the most complete confidentiality work, they signed a high confidentiality clause, and more importantly, their behind-the-scenes boss is Su Yichen. This is also what Mo Chuxin only learned later.

The operation lasted for more than 20 hours, and when Mo Chuxin was pushed out of the operating room, he had tubes all over his body, and he could not eat for the rest of the day, so he could only rely on straws to eat liquid food. After ten days, her weight dropped by more than ten pounds. During this period, Su Yichen did not come to visit once, and all the pain was still borne by her alone.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, waiting for the day after day, when the sun rises again, Mo Chuxin got out of the quilt, picked up the chalk and drew the last stroke on the wall, she looked at the two neat orthography, and a trace of joy welled up in her heart, finally on the tenth day, she could open the gauze on her face.

She followed the nurse to the front of the disposal room, and the nurse saw her hand subconsciously clenching, smiling and comforting: "Don't worry about Miss Mo." ”

Mo Chuxin raised his head and looked at her, this little nurse has been taking care of her since the day she entered here, except for Su Yichen and Steward Lu, she is the third person she is familiar with in this villa.

Park so-yeon, a Korean, 22-year-old, aspires to be a successful plastic surgeon, under the tutelage of Choi Jung-ho, who is now Mo Chuxin's current plastic surgeon.

"Thank you, Su-yeon."

Park Xiuyan pushed open the door and helped Mo Chuxin walk in, and when she saw Su Yichen also appear in the disposal room, she did not have a trace of surprise, but walked over calmly and greeted respectfully:

"Hello, Young Master Su."

"Hmm." Su Yichen responded lightly and continued to communicate with Cui Zhenghao in Korean, although Mo Chuxin couldn't understand it, but looking at the atmosphere of the conversation between the two, they should be talking about something light.

But she's nervous, aren't they worried?

Park so-yeon moved a chair and asked Mo Chuxin to sit down, and then went to prepare medical supplies to remove the gauze. And Mo Chuxin saw herself in the mirror opposite, her head was wrapped like a dumpling, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in her palms, she subconsciously wiped her pants, and clenched each other, her fingers stirring.

Su Yichen patted Cui Zhenghao, and the two ended happily talking.

Cui Zhenghao came to Mo Chuxin, bowed and smiled at Mo Chuxin, and said in Chinese with a Korean accent: "Miss Mo, don't be nervous. ”

"Hmm." Mo Chuxin nodded.

"Then I'll get started." Cui Zhenghao smiled and shook the scissors in his hand in front of Mo Chuxin's eyes.

"Okay." Mo Chuxin grabbed the pants on his knees, his knuckles white.

The bandages on his face were untied layer by layer, which seemed to be longer than those ten days for Mo Chuxin, until the last trace of gauze fell, and when Mo Chuxin's face was all exposed to everyone's sight, all the people in the room were smiling with satisfaction, only Su Yichen on the side crossed his arms with a cold look next to him, and his eyes were faint, and he couldn't see a trace of waves.

"Perfect, it's perfect!" Choi Jung-ho exclaimed.

"Miss Mo, you are really beautiful." Park Xiuyan bent her lips, and her stunning gaze conveyed a message to Mo Chuxin that she had really been reborn and become a beauty again.

Mo Chuxin pursed his lips, still a little uncomfortable with everyone's gaze, and lowered his head to avoid the gaze.

"Mr. Su, what do you think?" Cui Zhenghao stepped aside and showed the full picture of Mo Chuxin to Su Yichen.

Mo Chuxin looked directly at Su Yichen, she knew that there was only one person in this room who wouldn't lie, and that was him, as long as he gave affirmation, it would mean that he had really succeeded.

Su Yichen walked slowly, stood still with his chin in his back, looked carefully, and then hooked Mo Chuxin's jaw, looked at her eyes, and his deep eyes quietly stared at the delicate face on the palm, "Yes, I can't see the original appearance at all." ”

“？！” The plastic surgeon was slightly stunned, he was a little surprised by this evaluation, and he thought that Su Yichen would greatly appreciate it, because this face can really be said to be overwhelming.

Hearing Su Yichen's evaluation, Mo Chuxin only felt that his heart was torn down, because the sentence 'I can't see what I looked like at the beginning' seemed to erase her past and erase all the memories of being loved by her parents. And those were the only things she had left, and she had nothing good left but good memories.

She turned her face away, and Su Yichen's hand stopped in mid-air empty.

"Thank you, Dr. Choi." Mo Chuxin still politely thanked him.

She touched her cheek, remembering her burned face, and it didn't matter what she had become now.

Mo Chuxin got up and walked to the mirror, and behind him was Su Yichen and Dr. Cui talking about when the skin graft on her body would take place.

The moment she stood in front of the mirror, Mo Chuxin was also stunned, not only strange but also amazing, she trembled and covered her cheeks, feeling the touch of her skin little by little, feeling her transformation.

Fingertips slid over his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, and then his hands were covered over his face, and he looked at himself in the mirror from between his fingers, every inch was so perfect and clean, and it was incredibly beautiful. She sighed in her heart, it's really different, it's completely different! The Mo Chuxin of the past really doesn't exist anymore, it's gone......

This face even she thinks is too amazing, without a wisp of powder, but it can be heartwarming, it can really be called a curse.

"Are you satisfied?" Su Yichen's voice suddenly came from behind her, and her tall body covered her, shrouding her whole person in shadows.

"Very well, as you said, there is no shadow of the original." Mo Chuxin's eyes were sad, but her tone was tough and indifferent.

Su Yichen grabbed her shoulder, leaned over, his chin rested on her shoulder, the distance between the two people was very close, Mo Chuxin could even smell the faint smell of amber rosin from Su Yichen, with aggression, which made people feel inexplicably afraid.

With a slight force on the hand holding his shoulder, Mo Chuxin came back to his senses and stared at the two people in the mirror.

"With this face, you can accomplish a lot of things with ease." Su Yichen had something to say, hooked his lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Mo Chuxin suddenly felt a chill in his back, and wondered why he was smiling on his face, but it made people shudder. His momentum is obviously depressed and gloomy, but he always makes people mistakenly think that he is a polite gentleman. This man is terrible!