Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Su Jiaming sat down on the chair outside the operating room, and took out the phone that had rang countless times.

"Master, our people accidentally killed one driver, and the other escaped, I..."

Su Jiaming hummed and said, "Uncle Qiao, help me contact the world's top plastic surgery experts, not just one, I want a group, and you need to be fast." After Su Jiaming gave his orders, he opened the door and came in.

In the ward, various testing instruments danced with different numbers and graphics, large and small tubes converged on the little man on the bed, his face was covered with white gauze, and only a pair of eyes could be seen.

"Xingyao, thank you for being so strong, it's fine, you're really brave, the baby is fine, don't worry, I'll be by your side." Su Jiaming sat beside the hospital bed, repeating these words softly until his voice stopped. Can't pronounce any syllables.

Mu Xingyao's fingers moved slightly, but only a little bit.

Half a month later, Mu Xingyao woke up, but sadly found that only her eyes could move. After looking around as much as possible, her eyes fell on the face of the ugly man who was sleeping on the bedside chair.

I stared at him for a long time, but I didn't recognize him at all. The beard that was almost an inch long was messy, and the hair was even more messy. Although it wasn't very long, it was cluttered together. It was disgusting to look at, if it wasn't for my inability to move my mouth. , she was about to scream.

Su Jiaming tilted his body and suddenly woke up. He habitually looked at the person on the bed, was stunned for a moment and hurriedly leaned over, and asked softly, "Are you awake? Are you awake?"

Mu Xingyao blinked her eyes sadly, as a response, the person in front of her ran out like crazy in the next second, and shouted loudly as soon as she reached the door: "Martin, Martin, &*%*&%*... .”

It's French, but it's a pity that Mu Xingyao can't understand it at all.

Soon, a group of people in white coats came in, all kinds of equipment were placed on the bedside, and Mu Xingyao was checked over and over like a puppet.

"How? How?" Su Jiaming asked Martin eagerly in French.

Martin looked at the various data in his hand, exchanged a few words with Su Jiaming in a low voice, and the two left immediately.

"You mean you can't have plastic surgery for the time being?" Su Jiaming rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and sat down on the sofa in a decadent manner.

"Yes, the patient's physical condition is recovering very well, but the injuries caused by the car accident are too serious, and the fetus is now in a dangerous period for three months, and the side effects of plastic surgery cannot be ignored."

"Then when will we be able to do it?" Su Jiaming asked in a low voice.

Martin sorted out the data again, and then opened the rear projection connection network: "I need to study with them, I'm not an expert in plastic surgery."

Su Jiaming nodded again and again, he hoped that there could be a solution for both sides of the matter.

In the ward, Mu Xingyao tried to move her arms, but found that she could move her arms. She clenched her fists and then loosened them. Her hands were already soaked in sweat, and she stroked her lower abdomen tremblingly.

"Baby, are you okay? Are you still there?" She couldn't speak, but kept asking in her heart. She believed that mother and child are connected, and she needed the baby's response.

The touch of her hand told her that her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and she was ecstatic in her heart that she was not dead and the baby was safe, so that was enough.

She didn't know where this was, and she didn't know how long she had been in a coma. At this moment, she just closed her eyes and felt the little life in her belly. She even expected to get a little response.

"Xingyao." The soft call made Mu Xingyao open her eyes, and she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the person next to the bed. It was Su Jiaming. How long has it been since you saw him?This man seemed to have experienced the end of the world.

Su Jiaming looked at her slightly narrowed eyes, he knew she was smiling at him, at least he expressed her gratitude in this way.

"Xingyao, the baby is fine, and you are fine, but we need a minor operation."

Su Jiaming looked at Mu Xingyao's grip on the clothes on her stomach, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, it's not the baby, it's you, your face..."

Mu Xingyao closed her eyes, she heard it, is her face ruined?Probably, because she couldn't speak and was wrapped in thick gauze.

"Xingyao, be strong, you have always been a very strong girl, trust me?" Su Jiaming begged with a trembling voice.

At this moment, countless possibilities flashed through Mu Xingyao's mind. She was disfigured, so she needs plastic surgery, right?If it's serious, maybe I'll change my face, let alone whether I'm used to it or not, can my former relatives still know me?Will my mother be heartbroken, Tian Tian, ​​Jun Shaoqing...

Thinking of Jun Shaoqing, a burst of breathless pain drove her crazy, change face? !Well, my mother and Tiantian won't deny me because of a face, but I can use this opportunity to avoid the entanglement of Jun's family and Jun Shaoqing. It's the best way to make a clean break with the past!

Opening his eyes again, he turned his gaze to the pen and paper on the table.

Su Jiaming followed her gaze, knowing that Xingyao had something to say, so he hurriedly brought it over.

"I agreed to the operation, but I want to know what it will look like."

Su Jiaming looked at her beautiful handwriting, held Mu Xingyao's hand gratefully and said, "I'll send some photos later, you can choose as long as you like."

Mu Xing looked at Su Jiaming from a distance, picked up a pen and drew on the paper, and immediately drew a stick figure, and wrote below: "I want this, is it okay?"

Su Jiaming looked at the image she drew and nodded heavily.

After handing the paper in her hand to Su Jiaming, Mu Xingyao slowly closed her eyes.

There is absolutely no unreasonable goodness in this world, let alone unreasonable hatred. Is Su Meng the one who wants to kill himself?And Su Jiaming is just making up or redeeming.

Suddenly want to laugh out loud, sad?It's sad enough, she, Mu Xingyao, completely turned her life and destiny upside down because of a man, right?God gave her a chance, and she had to make good use of it.

Because it is a plastic surgery team composed of the world's top plastic experts, Mu Xingyao's situation has been repeatedly studied many times, and finally the plan was determined and the surgery was decided as soon as possible. First, the child was just about to be formed in three months, and the demand for the mother's body was not very great. , and because there are the best resources, human skin!

"Jiaming, have you decided yet?" Martin looked at Su Jiaming worriedly, and asked again.

Su Jiaming swallowed the pills and smiled faintly: "Martin, maybe this is God's arrangement. Her injury is because of the Su family, and my pain may give the Su family a chance to redeem themselves."

Martin did not continue to dissuade, although in his eyes Su Jiaming is more noble, but this is indeed the best opportunity, a chance for a woman not to fall into despair.

The operation was scheduled for one month later. The first operation was skin grafting. The provider of this human skin was Su Jiaming. Although it was a coincidence that the two had the same blood type, Su Jiaming suffered from a big heart problem. This is the best.

【Ahem, Hanxiang also received lucky money, happy, thank you for 'opening a bottle of 82-year-old mineral water', my dear, thank you~】