Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

Lou Chi shook his head with regret on his face, "The current technology cannot reach this level."

"His scar will scab first and then shed. The new skin will slowly turn from delicate flesh-red to black. Eventually it will be much darker than the surrounding skin. This part of the skin will also be more sensitive and fragile."

Luo Shuwan lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Sichen, gently stroking the bandage on his cheek with his fingers, "It's much darker. How dark is it? Can you tell at a glance?"

Lou Chi nodded, "Brother Shen has fair skin, which will make him look more abrupt. It might be better if Brother Shen gets a little tan."

Luo Shuwan held his head in regret, hating himself for holding that court!

Lou Chi rubbed her hair and said with relief, "Even if nothing happened today, Brother Shen would have encountered other things."

"It's really not your fault, so don't blame yourself."

"Next, after Brother Shen has completed the skin grafting surgery, there will be varying degrees of scar hyperplasia during the recovery process, and then there will be countless repair surgeries, large and small."

"You need to accompany him through this long and painful repair process. You must first be well."

Luo Shuwan buried his face in his arms and asked in a muffled voice, "How long will it take?"

"Two and a half, or three years." Lou Chi replied.

Three years!

Luo Shuwan was stunned, his heart felt like being pricked by a needle, and there was a sudden pain.

Fu Sichen usually doesn't even want to take medicine. If he has to go to the hospital frequently for repeated surgeries, wouldn't it be more uncomfortable than killing him?

Three years, one thousand and ninety-five days, how was he going to survive? !

Luo Shuwan sighed, heavy and long.

"Brother Chi, will the scar hyperplasia hurt?"

“It may be itchy or stinging, especially if the surrounding skin is stretched or irritated excessively, which may impede the ability of the limb to move and thus affect daily life.”

Luo Shuwan: "..."

Lou Chi sighed slightly, "You can't do this. I'll make an appointment with a psychiatrist for you tomorrow. You can relieve your emotions first."

"It's getting late. I have surgery tomorrow. Let's go to the lounge to relax for a while. If you need anything, call me."

Luo Shuwan got up and saw him off, "Brother Chi, you can sleep peacefully, I'm not that fragile."

"It's just that I need some time to digest these negative emotions."

Lou Chi touched her head and said, "I understand you."

"But now you have someone to rely on. You don't have to shoulder everything by yourself. You can be vulnerable."

Luo Shuwan bit his lip and nodded.

The moment Lou Chi turned around, her tears burst into tears.

"You can be vulnerable."

This sentence was too lethal to her.

Over the years, she has been like a lone warrior, constantly reminding herself every day: You cannot be weak!

In the dead of night, she also longed for the warmth of home and someone to rely on behind her.

Now, she has.

Fu Sichen held her dear to his heart and would give his life for her.

Lou Chi is gentle, considerate and funny, and treats her like a sister.

And Zhao Xingyue, his heart and eyes are full of her.

Now, she can be sure and certain that she is loved and cared for by others.

She slowly squatted down against the wall, her heart aching with happiness, her slender body shaking uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a proud laugh came from above.

Luo Shuwan instantly controlled his emotions and kept this posture without daring to move.

Slowly opening his eyes, peeking out from the gap in his arms, a pair of slender high heels came into view.

Who is this?

When did you come here?

At this time, the woman raised her left foot, and the pointed tip of her shoe kicked her calf.

"Luo Shuwan, doesn't it feel like being abandoned by a loved one?"

It's Shen Zhiyi!

Luo Shuwan immediately turned around, stood up with his back to her, and stepped into the bathroom.

Shen Zhijian must not be allowed to see her crying and fragile look!

She washed her face and arranged her hair and clothes in front of the mirror.

After confirming that she looked good, she walked out of the bathroom with her head held high.

Shen Zhiyi put on exquisite makeup and looked at her with a victor's attitude, "Luo Shuwan, your father wants to kill you, are you sad? Haha..."

Luo Shuwan raised his hand and slapped her hard.

Shen Zhiyi covered her face and was stunned for a while, staring at her in disbelief, "How dare you hit me!"

Luo Shuwan grabbed her hair and gave her two more loud slaps.

"You are the one who is being slapped!"

"You are his accomplice! You are the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Shen Zhiyi's eyes flashed with panic, and he stuttered, "What are you... talking about?"

"What...what accomplice? What kind of mastermind behind the scenes! I don't understand what you are talking about..."

"Snapped!"

Luo Shuwan slapped her.

"The news about what happened at the entrance of the court has been completely blocked. No one knows about it unless you were at the scene at the time!"

"Not only did you witness the excitement at the scene, but you also knew who the perpetrator was and who he was targeting!"

"Today's move was indeed very clever. Even Professor Wen and Chen Lin were deceived by you."

"If you hadn't come to me to show off the joy of victory, no one would have thought that you were the mastermind behind it!"

"Shen Zhiyi, should I say you are smart or stupid?"

Shen Zhiyi cried in fright, waving his hands in panic, and said hesitantly, "No! It's not like that!"

"My mother went to court to hand over documents..."

Luo Shuwan kicked her hard, "Save these excuses for the police."

Knowing that the situation was not good, Shen Zhi didn't have time to take a look at Fu Sichen who was lying on the hospital bed, so he rolled away and ran away.

Luo Shuwan looked at her escaping back and sneered, "The French Open is open, let's see how many days you can keep dancing."

Shen Zhiyi ran towards the elevator dejectedly, looking back as he ran.

I accidentally sprained my foot and fell down.

She cried and got up, limping with her high heels and continued running.

Her car was waiting at the entrance of the inpatient building.

Usually the driver would open the door in advance and respectfully ask her to get in.

This time, she ran to the car with bare feet, opened the door violently, and almost jumped into the car, "Run! That bitch called the police!"

"Miss Shen, where do you want to escape to?"

A voice with a smile beside him sounded faintly, which was quite scary.

Shen Zhiyi stiffened his neck and turned his head to see clearly who was sitting next to him. He was so frightened that his legs went weak.

She swallowed hard, curled her neck and said hello, "...K, Mr. K..."

Xiaoliu held a fruit knife in his hand, the sharp blade shining coldly under the car lights.

"Miss Shen, do you know where this knife came from?"

Shen Zhiyi shook his head in horror, tears welling up in his eyes, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Xiaoliu held the fruit knife close to Shen Zhiyi, and the blade touched her cheek gently.

"Miss Shen, this is the knife I gave that old beast to use for his acting."

"Haha, it's a pity that this prop is not used."

"Miss Shen, why do you think this is?"

Shen Zhiyi knelt down tremblingly, squeezed into the gap between the seats, cried and begged for mercy, "Mr. K, please spare me this time."

"I was confused for a moment, ah no, it was my mother's idea!"

"My mother insisted that I marry into the Fu family and become the young mistress of the Fu family, so she wanted to get rid of Luo Shuwan. She did everything before and after. It really has nothing to do with me!"

Xiao Liu couldn't listen anymore, so he raised the knife and made a big gash on her left face.

Shen Zhiyi covered her face and huddled in the cracks, crying and howling.

Xiaoliu thought it was noisy, so he kicked the backrest of the driver's seat in front and ordered Shen Zhiyi's driver, "Tear off your tie."

The driver immediately stopped the car, untied his tie, held it in both hands and handed it over respectfully.

Xiaoliu picked up the tie and stuffed it into Shen Zhiyi's mouth, grabbed her hair and sneered, "You can even betray your biological mother. There is really no need to live."