Chapter Seventy-Three: Hope

Yang Xiaohui cried for a long time, and finally got tired of crying, so she fell asleep in a daze.

Lin Yu has been by her bedside, and she is also complaining about the disaster that has fallen from the sky, and she is at a loss, she has already been without an owner of the six gods, and her heart is so confused that she can't think of anything to comfort Yang Xiaohui.

After Yang Xiaohui fell asleep, Lin Yu's tense nerves were finally relieved, and his numb thinking became a little more energetic, he thought: In the end, he doesn't complain about this, he only blames himself, if he didn't doze off while driving, how could it be......

Lin Yu felt more and more that this tragedy was all caused by him, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, and couldn't help but feel sad, extremely sad and sad, seeing that Yang Xiaohui's young and beautiful face had an ugly white gauze on his face, and his eyes were hot for a while.

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Yu looked back and saw that the nurse just now was standing at the door of the ward, she saw Yang Xiaohui lying on the bed, for fear of disturbing, and spoke very quietly, Lin Yu once thought it was a voice imagined in her subconscious.

Lin Yu lowered her eyebrows and looked at the sleeping Yang Xiaohui, who was also afraid that it would affect her rest, so she motioned to the nurse to talk about what they had to do.

"What's the matter?" After going out, Lin Yu asked the nurse.

"It's time for you to get your body checked." The nurse said.

"Give me a check-up? I'm fine, don't check it, right? Lin Yu asked.

"Given that you have a head injury and a minor concussion, the doctor recommends that it be checked." The nurse replied.

The doctor in the hospital is the biggest, and since the doctor has already said it, Lin Yu has to obey, but his mind is still all on Yang Xiaohui, and he has no heart to care about his examination items.

"I have a question." Lin Yu said suddenly.

"I'm familiar with your check, just ask." The nurse said.

"It's not about me, it's about her." Lin Yu pointed to the ward of Yang Xiaohui behind him and said.

"She was fine in all her metrics, she didn't have any problems with her body, not even a slight concussion." The nurse said.

"Her face ......," Lin Yu asked hesitantly.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot, but it's not a big deal."

"Not a big deal?"

"Do a minor surgery to repair it, and it will probably be as good as ever."

"Really?"

The nurse nodded, and Lin Yu was overjoyed and a little incredulous.

"What surgery will restore her face to its original shape?" Lin Yu was very happy and excited, and asked casually unconsciously.

"Cosmetic surgery." The nurse was amused by Lin Yu's "knowingly asked" question and said.

"Oh yes, how did I forget, this is Korea, but it's the ceiling of the plastic surgery world." Lin Yu patted his head and said.

At this moment, Lin Yu only smirked happily, his eyes looked at the nurse in front of him, but he wondered what Yang Xiaohui's mood would be after knowing the good news.

The nurse saw that Lin Yu had been staring at her, smiling, and felt that he had bad intentions, so she suddenly became unhappy and thought: Does he suspect that my face is also made up?

Fortunately, the nurses are professionally trained and have a high level of professionalism, and they are not blatantly dissatisfied with Lin Yu.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin?" The nurse suddenly remembered something important.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Lin Yu, who was out of his mind, came back to his senses and asked.

"It's time for you to review." The nurse said.

"Recheck?" Lin Yu was a little confused.

"Hmm." The nurse smiled and pointed to her head.

Lin Yu's innocence was a matter of his own concussion.

"I'm fine, so I don't need to recheck." Lin Yu said with an indifferent expression.

"According to the doctor's instructions, it must be rechecked." The nurse said.

In the face of the doctor's instructions and the nurse's insistence, Lin Yu couldn't say anything, just re-examine, but this made him more incomprehensible and complaining about the medical staff, and also made him have a contradictory idea: they are white-clothed angels who treat diseases and save people, and they should be respected, but they are often too cautious, making too many moves, laboring and losing money.

Anyway, Lin Yu still followed the nurse to do a head review, and the result was just as Lin Yu said - no big deal. This further strengthened Lin Yu's idea that they were just too cautious.

But he didn't have the heart to complain about anything, he was all about Yang Xiaohui, although Korean plastic surgery was in the world, he still didn't have 100% confidence that she could return to her original appearance.

The more Lin Yu thought about it, the more uneasy he became, he could only comfort himself over and over again, saying that it would be okay, it would be fine, and he would definitely be able to return to the same as before.

To say that this is to comfort himself, it is more like brainwashing, brainwashing himself over and over again, so that he can believe that it will be a good result, so that he will feel better.

Yang Xiaohui heard Lin Yu say that her face could be recovered through plastic surgery, although she did not cry with joy, but a light of hope was also ignited in her dim eyes.

"Really, really? You didn't lie to me, did you? Yang Xiaohui repeatedly confirmed to Lin Yu.

"Of course it's true, how could I lie to you." Lin Yu assured her.

Then Yang Xiaohui fell silent, and Lin Yu didn't say anything more, because they were not sure in their hearts what the effect of plastic surgery would be.