Chapter 888: Things Werenât Going the Worst
âDoctor, be gentle. Look, Little Tuâs sweating. Are you hurting him?
âDoctor, why arenât you saying anything? Howâs my Little Tuâs condition? Is it very serious? He canât recover from his injuries, right? Donât scare me. We have money. No matter how much it costs, you have to treat his injuries.â
When Qiao Mianmian entered the doctorâs diagnosis room, she heard Michaelâs nagging.
The doctorâs assistant probably felt that Michael was too noisy and couldnât take it anymore. He couldnât help but say, âMister, please donât be anxious, alright? Doctor Zhao is currently treating Mr. Tu. If you speak beside him, it will affect his judgment.â
Even Tu Yilei felt that he was too noisy and couldnât stand him anymore. He turned to look at him and frowned. âMichael, be quiet. How are you going to let the doctor see me like this? Iâm in so much pain, and youâre still arguing non-stop. Are you worried about me, or are you deliberately torturing me?â
âLittle Tu Tu, I...â
âAlright, letâs talk later.â
â... Alright, doctor. I wonât talk anymore. Quickly take a look at him.â Michael looked at Tu Yileiâs bloody hand and shut his mouth.
The doctor checked Tu Yilei again.
After a while, he took off his gloves and said, âI handled it well when I first arrived at the hospital, so the burn on the back of Mr. Tuâs hand isnât very serious.â
When Michael heard this, he couldnât help but ask, âYou said that the burn on the back of Little Tuâs hand isnât very serious. Does it mean that it can be healed?â
The doctor nodded. âIt should be treatable.â
âGosh, thank God, thank God!â Michael held his hands together in joy.
Tu Yilei heaved a sigh of relief when he heard what the doctor said.
He didnât regret rushing over to block the acid for Qiao Mianmian.
If he had another choice, he would still do it.
But regret was one thing.
It was impossible for him not to feel anything when his hand was so badly burned.
He would be sad too.
He was worried that his career would be affected.
He wasnât a strong-willed person.
Outside the treatment room.
Qiao Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the doctorâs words. It was as if the burden in her heart had been lifted.
The depression in her heart vanished.
Fortunately, she heard the good news.
Things didnât turn out the worst.
If the burn on the back of Tu Yileiâs hand couldnât be treated and it left a scar in the future, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life.
âThis is good news. As long as it can be treated.â Bai Yusheng glanced at Qiao Mianmian and walked in first. âDoctor, treat him well. Heâs an artiste. If his exposed skin is scarred, it will affect him.
âIâll have to trouble you guys to spend more time on this.â
The doctor looked up and saw that it was Bai Yusheng. His attitude became more respectful as he quickly replied, âMr. Bai, donât worry. We will do our best to treat the burn on the back of Mr. Tuâs hand.â
âMm.â Bai Yusheng nodded. âI trust you.â
Tu Yilei saw Bai Yusheng and instinctively looked towards the door. He smiled at Qiao Mianmian when he saw her. âMiss Qiao, youâre here too.â