Jing Jiaren's body stiffened for a moment, and she quickly retorted: "I'm a pregnant woman, I can't have surgery!"
"The doctor will know whether surgery is possible, so you don't have to worry at all."
"What do you want to make me look like?" Her face was as white as snow.
"The most authoritative plastic surgeon will make a decision based on your facial bones. I will show you a rough sample before plastic surgery, and you can choose the one you like." The servant explained flatly, "This is the best.
Plastic surgeon, you can discuss your appearance with the doctor. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Yes, I didn’t directly throw sulfuric acid on her face to ruin her appearance...
He didn't even press her directly on the operating table to perform the operation. He even asked her for her opinion.
She should be so grateful, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
Jing Jiaren raised the corner of her mouth: "The reason for giving me plastic surgery is to prevent him from recognizing me in the future, right?"
"..."
"As long as he is not with me, I can live an ignoble existence. Will your master let me live?"
"I'm just a servant. I don't know what the master thinks. As long as you follow my instructions, I guarantee that you and your son will be safe."
"What if I refuse?" Her face said, she has the right to refuse!
"I'm sorry," the servant took out his pistol, "The moment you refuse, your head will turn into popcorn..."
"..."
Jing Jiaren's face was straightened, and a bright headlight shone over her.
The doctor connected the power supply and scanned her face with something like a scanning pen...
The ultra-thin computer screen nearby immediately recorded her three-dimensional image.
After getting what they wanted, the servants dismissed the bodyguards and doctors, and locked the door from the outside, isolating her again.
Jing Jiaren sat there blankly, stroking her face.
What will she be made into?
No matter what, her face is no longer the same as before... So is she still the same Jing Jiaren as before?
I can’t imagine that one day I will open my eyes and all the facial features will no longer be hers, then who is she?
Even if Ximen Longting sees her in the future, he won't be able to recognize her, right?
Ha, they will never have the chance to meet again!
…
"Bang!"
The gunfire rang out, but the bullets shot through the floor.
At that critical moment, Ximen Longting's strength failed and he fell down...
His body was as hot as fire, and he collapsed like a knocked down elephant.
Wilson immediately bent down to grab the pistol in his hand.
Ximen Longting's fingers were stiff and he held the pistol tightly without letting go. Wilson took a lot of effort to take it away.
This week there were heavy rains, and Ximen Longting suffered from a high fever for a week.
Wilson asked his servants to forcibly give him medicated baths, acupuncture, and compresses every day to consolidate his stomach cancer.
Ximen Longting was drowsy. He was completely lethargic and unconscious for the first few days...
【Ximen Longting, Ximen Longting, wake up!】
【Help me take revenge...】
[I only allow you to live, grow old, get sick, and die, otherwise I will never meet you again in the next life.]