In his previous life, he was disfigured and his eyes were gouged out, and he was reborn to kill ever

Sun Qingcheng was waiting in her boudoir.

Not many people in Sun Mansion knew that Fang Ling came to treat her face today.

Fang Ling talked and laughed with her grandmother and aunt, and walked all the way to Sun Qingcheng's place.

When Sun Qingcheng saw them coming, he immediately stood up and went to greet them.

"Greetings to grandma, mother, and sister Ling."

"Qingcheng, I just heard from the people in your house that you are feeling a little unwell. Are you feeling better now?"

Mrs. Sun took her granddaughter's hand and asked with concern,

"Have you invited the government doctor to come?"

"Cough cough..."

Sun Qingcheng covered her mouth and coughed twice.

"Grandma, Ye'er beside me has gone to see the doctor."

"My poor child, please don't ask the doctor to take a good look at it, especially if it's cold."

Mrs. Li stepped forward and gently stroked her daughter's back, then turned around and said,

"Close the doors and windows tightly, don't let the cold wind blow in again, and you all should get out first."

"Yes."

The maid and mother-in-law in the room immediately left and closed the doors and windows tightly, making it airtight.

After the servants all left, the expressions of Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Li immediately became serious.

After all, Fang Ling came here to perform the skin-changing technique on Qingcheng Xing.

They are inevitably worried about this unheard-of treatment method.

Sun Qingcheng helped her grandmother sit down on a chair nearby.

Li Shi hurriedly pulled Fang Ling to sit down together.

"Good boy, can you give your aunt an accurate answer?"

"Is the risk of treating Qingcheng's face high?"

"If you are not sure, then it doesn't matter if the face is not cured. At worst, Qingcheng will be kept in the Sun Mansion."

"Mother."

Sun Qingcheng quickly interrupted her words,

"Sister Ling, didn't you say that a few days ago?"

"She is 70% to 80% sure that she can cure me."

"If you ask like this now, wouldn't it put more pressure on my sister?"

"But, I'm going to use a knife on you today. Aren't I nervous and scared?"

Li's hand holding Fang Ling's was trembling slightly.

"If anything happens, how do you expect me to survive?"

Just as Fang Ling was about to open her mouth to comfort Mrs. Li, Sun Qingcheng spoke first, with a firm tone,

"Nothing will happen."

"Even if it fails, my daughter will only be uglier than before."

"Although you have to use a knife on your body, it won't hurt the muscles and bones, just the skin and flesh, so it won't be a big deal."

"But, I feel sorry for my mother..."

As she said this, Mrs. Li couldn't help crying.

"It's all because of my mother's fault. I made you born like this, and now I want you to suffer like this."

"Son, mother is sorry for you."

Sun Qingcheng's eyes were also red. She slowly walked to her mother, squatted down, and held her hand.

He shook his head slightly and said softly:

"Mother, you have not sorry for your daughter."

"I have this ugly birthmark on my face. It doesn't look good."

"But since I was a child, you still held me in your hands and pampered me, raising me without any dislike or disgust."

Sun Qingcheng touched the birthmark on her face and looked at her mother with a smile.

"You gave birth to me in ten months of pregnancy, but the birthmark on my face made you shed countless tears for me."

"If we really want to talk about who is at fault, it is the daughter who is at fault. It is the daughter who is unfilial and makes her mother sad."

"Now, Sister Ling has a way to heal my face, how can I retreat and escape?"

"Mom, please relax, Sister Ling will have some sense of control. I believe in her, and I also believe that my own life can be changed."

"When I become beautiful, I will definitely throw away my hood, hold my mother's hand, and go shopping with my head held high in the most prosperous market in the capital."

"Good boy, mother is waiting."

Mrs. Li cried sadly.

Fang Ling took out the handkerchief and gently wiped her tears.

"Auntie, don't worry too much, I will be extremely careful."

"Although I can't guarantee that the skin resurfacing process will be foolproof."

"But if anything goes wrong during the process, I will terminate the operation immediately."

Li looked at Fang Ling gratefully,

"I'm really going to make you tired."

Fang Ling raised her lips and shook her head slightly.

"It doesn't matter."

"Okay, stop crying."

"You've lived for most of your life, why are you still so unstable when things get tough?"

Mrs. Sun said.

"It's the mother, not the daughter-in-law."

Ms. Li stood up and stood respectfully.

Mrs. Sun turned to look at Fang Ling,

"Ling'er, I'm going to perform a skin transplant on Qingcheng. How come I haven't seen you prepare any medicinal materials and tools?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ling took out a pack of gold needles, a porcelain bottle, and a small wooden box from her sleeve pocket.

Mrs. Sun originally thought that it would be extremely complicated to perform skin transplantation.

The tool should be extremely complex, but it doesn't want to be so simple.

So I subconsciously asked,

"Is it that simple?"

Fang Ling opened the wooden box with a smile and took out an extremely small knife inside.

"Actually, it's not difficult to change the skin, but you need to be extremely careful during the process."

"This knife was specially made by me to be small and light."

"In this way, when the skin is cut away from the body, it can be as smooth and even as possible."

When she heard that the skin was to be cut off from her body with a knife, Mrs. Li couldn't help but frown.

Fang Ling saw the worry in her heart and continued to explain,

"Before separating the skin, I will use golden needle technique to put my cousin into a coma first."

"Afterwards, when the skin is separated, golden needles are used to relieve pain and stop bleeding."

"After the skin transplant is completed, apply my special scar removal cream to allow the attached skin to re-integrate with the new flesh and blood as quickly as possible without leaving scars."

She explained patiently.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Li felt relieved after hearing this.

So, it seems that skin grafting is not as complicated as imagined.

There are not many tools required, and the risk is not too high.

After hearing Fang Ling's words, Sun Qingcheng was even more anxious to start immediately.

She had a face that everyone said was ugly, and she had lived in ridicule for eighteen years.

The heartless words Leng Zixing said when he came to break off the engagement were still fresh in her mind.

Although she no longer misses her childhood sweetheart.

But she was not willing to be ridiculed and rejected.

dong dong dong...

"Miss, the doctor is here."

Sun Qingcheng's personal maid Ye'er knocked on the door to report.

"Bring the doctor in."

Mrs. Sun answered.

"Yes."

Ye'er agreed, opened the door, and walked in with the doctor.

After the doctor entered the house, Ye'er retreated, closed the door again and stood guard in front of the door.

Her young lady is going to have a skin transplant today, and she knows that.

The doctor from the leading government came here also to help Fang Ling.

The doctor walked forward carrying the medicine box.

He first bowed to Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Li, and then looked at Sun Qingcheng.

Qingcheng was not wearing a hat at this time, and the fetal mole on the left face looked very conspicuous.

However, the doctor just wanted to see her complexion and did not pay much attention to her ugly appearance.

"The young lady looks good, she doesn't seem to be suffering from the cold."

He stroked his gray beard and spoke thoughtfully.