"Then let's make an agreement. If you live unhappy with me, I will tell you what happened before. If you feel happy, then you are not allowed to ask about what happened ten years ago in the future. We will use one week as the deadline."

"Okay, I promise you." Lin Xin smiled playfully and agreed readily.

Anyway, it was only a week, and it was over very quickly. Besides, doesn’t she have a younger brother? Just ask him directly?

As for her past, is it really as unbearable to look back on as he said?

At this time, the vice president politely knocked in the door again, and then politely took Lin Xin to do various inspections. Nangong Yu did not follow him. He needed to calmly think about how to give Lin Xin happiness and happiness.

About twenty minutes later, Lin Xin returned to the ward with some fatigue, climbed onto the hospital bed in a depressed mood, then pulled the quilt and covered her head.

When Nangong Yu was about to ask something, the vice president also followed in with a giggle and said to Nangong Yu: "Young Master Nangong, come with me to lie in the office!"

Nangong Yu could naturally guess that he was going to talk about Lin Xin's condition, so he gently patted Lin Xin's head and turned around to leave the ward.

"Mr. Nangong, Lin Xin's condition is fine. She can go through the discharge procedures in the afternoon. After being discharged, try not to give her greasy food, and don't let her be stimulated any more." The vice president briefly reminded.

Nangong Yu's tense heart was finally relieved. It's fine if it's okay, and you can go home if it's okay.

"Thank you" Nangong Yu raised his lips and nodded and smiled at the vice president.

The vice president who saw Nangong Yu in polite words for the first time was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "It is my honor to be able to serve Young Master Nangong."

When Nangong Yu turned around and was about to leave, the vice president quickly called Nangong Yu: "Wait, Young Master Nangong."

Nangong Yu turned around and glanced at the vice president with a little confusion, waiting for his words impatiently.

"That's right, Lin Xin's scars... I think, should I help her eliminate them?" The vice president understood the impatientness on Nangong Yu's face, so he said his thoughts in a simple and clear manner.

Nangong Yu thought about it carefully and asked casually: "Is that OK?"

"Of course, you can do plastic surgery, but plastic surgery generally has a 20% risk, of which only 5% risk of eliminating scars." The vice president explained the risks of plastic surgery to Nangong Yu in detail.

What the vice president was worried about was that Lin Xin would be severely irritated when she saw a large scar on her face. When she was carried back to the hospital, it might not be as simple as plastic surgery, but the person she was looking for was still him.

"What usually happens to this 5%?" Nangong Yu asked coldly.

After thinking for a moment, the vice president thought: "If some people recovered their appearance before the surgery after the plastic surgery failed, and some were cut-marks left before the surgery, but there would be no risk of life safety. At least this situation has not occurred in our hospital."

"I'll think about it first." After saying that, Nangong Yu had turned around and left the office.

He had to think about such a big thing carefully and had to seek Lin Xin's consent.

After returning to the ward, Lin Xin was looking for something around the ward, and she seemed very anxious to see her.

So, Nangong Yu walked over, smiled tenderly beside Lin Xin, and asked softly: "Xiaoxin, what are you looking for? I'll find it for you."

Lin Xin raised her head anxiously, glanced at Nangong Yu with a slight panic, then raised her hand and touched her scarred face. There was obviously a fog in her eyes, and two words were sobbing: "Mirror"

He glanced at Nangong Yu with tears, which made Nangong Yu feel ache, but he pretended to be nothing and said: "There is no mirror in the ward. We will see it when we get home after we are discharged from the hospital."

In fact, he had already cleared all the mirrors to the trash cans.

"Do I look like an ugly monster? Is it?" Lin Xin's tears finally overflowed, and she asked Nangong Yu in disbelief.

Nangong Yu smiled tenderly: "No, you look very good, just..."

Before Nangong Yu could finish speaking, Lin Xin suddenly pushed away, which made Nangong Yu take a few steps back. Lin Xin pointed at Nangong Yu angrily and said, "You are lying, what is the bumpy thing on my face? Why are you so handsome but you are ugly?"

"Why??" Lin Xin finished roaring, squatted helplessly on the ground, buried her little face in her knees, and cried bitterly.

Seeing his beloved woman crying so sadly, Nangong Yu felt like a knife, and he hoped that all this would happen to him. He would bear his sins by himself. Why should he die-cast it all on a weak little woman?

"Xiao Xin, don't be excited. Can you listen to me not finish your words?" Nangong Yu squatted beside Lin Xin, raised his hand to stroke Lin Xin's wisps of black hair scattered on his shoulders, and said with care.

Accompanied by the heart-wrenching cry, Nangong Yu's voice seemed particularly dull: "It's just... on the day of the car accident; my face was scratched, leaving scars. The doctor just asked me to come over and was discussing how to eliminate the scars on your face."

"How to eliminate it? Do you want me to have plastic surgery like those big stars?" Lin Xin raised her red face and cried loudly.

Nangong Yu suddenly hugged the sad and helpless Lin Xin into his arms and said with distress: "Xiao Xin, it's Dad, I'm sorry for you. The doctor said that the success rate is as high as 95%, and that failure rate is 5% without any danger in life."

After hearing Nangong Yu say this, Lin Xin's crying gradually weakened. Then she broke away from Nangong Yu's arms and glanced at Nangong Yu with tears in her eyes and said, "Dad, do you mean you really want me to have plastic surgery?"

While helping Lin Xin wipe the tears on her face, Nangong Yu said with admiration: "No, Dad is just asking for your opinion."

At this moment, Nangong Yu was her only relative after she lost her memory. She could have sacrificed her life for him ten years ago, and he also spent ten years taking care of her. What else could Lin Xin do besides listening to him?

Besides, with such a big scar, how can she go out to see someone in the future?

Let’s have plastic surgery. Anyway, the word “plastic surgery” is not engraved on her face, and she is not a big star, so no one will dig out her wealth.

She could also ask for a celebrity to act according to the face, and maybe one day she could go to a fake or imitate show to participate in some imitation show.

Thinking of this, Lin Xin felt less uncomfortable. The weather had changed from rainy days to cloudy days. After the operation, it would be cloudy days to sunny days.
Chapter completed!