Dr. Chung’s 90s

Chapter 8 Trust Me

The words Jin Yong blurted out contained so much malice!
Yao Huang burst into tears when he heard this.

"If I die, who will punish you, a disgusting man?"

Jin Yong was shaking like chaff. He was not a brainless person. Now the situation was stronger than others. He had to act like a loving father and begged in a low voice:
"Yao Huang, it's all dad's fault. Your face is too scary. Dad was just frightened and said what he said. These are not my true words."

This was treating Yao Huang like a three-year-old child, but unfortunately she didn't buy it, and the tip of the knife went deeper.

Jin Yong's two parts were fighting, and his voice became more urgent.

"It was my fault for abandoning you and your mother. I admit that it was all my fault. But if I had not divorced your mother, I would not have been able to return to the city. The books I have read for so many years would be gone. I just don’t want to be buried in the countryside for the rest of my life.”

Yao Huang seemed to be watching a clown, she sneered:
"If I don't offend you, do you really think you are a human being? Are you worthy of being a role model? If you divorce my mother openly, I won't hate you. You left and defrauded most of the Yao family. Family property, are those yours? My mother asked for it from you, but you beast actually found those homeless people to bully her. You even set fire to death my own daughter, are you worthy of being treated as a human being? "

Yao Huang's words stunned the onlookers, and colleagues who were traveling with Jin Yong were also shocked.

How could Jin Yong admit it? He quibbled with a stern look:
"You're talking nonsense. I've never done anything. I don't even know what my family property is. I'm going to sue you for defamation and murder!"

Yao Huang could risk his life to kill him, so why would he care about this.

She stabbed Jin Yong's thigh with a dagger, causing blood to pour out.

"It's okay to sue me, as long as you stay alive."

Jin Yong had never suffered this crime. His face was deformed with pain. Knowing that it was useless to beg her, he shouted loudly:
"You are patricide! You will be punished. Even if I die, the law will punish you and you will pay with my life!"

Yao Huang gave him another stab in the abdomen without changing his expression.

"Do you think I care about the bad life you gave me? I've had enough of these 20 years of being a human being and a ghost. If it weren't for your disgusting genes, I wouldn't have such a face. This is all your fault, you beast.”

After saying this, he seemed to be upset and gave him another sharp blow.

As Zhong Yu watched, it was clear that Yao Huang's every blow was not fatal. She wanted to slowly torture this man to death.

The flight attendant came over at some point and confronted Yao Huang with weapons, urging her to surrender.

The other side dispersed the passengers to prevent more people from being harmed.

Zhong Yu was also pushed by the crowd and looked particularly petite at the moment, but she was very worried about Yao Huang.

When being pushed out by the flight attendant, she subconsciously requested:
"Let me stay here. I've spoken to her and maybe I can persuade her."

There are only a small number of flight attendants, and in this situation, they are also afraid that the suspect will kill someone and cause more innocent people to suffer.

He could only treat the dead horse as a live doctor. A policewoman pulled Zhong Yu inside.

By the time Zhong Yu came closer, Jin Yong had already fainted from the pain. His body was covered in bright red. If he was not treated as soon as possible, he would probably bleed to death.

Zhong Yu looked at Yao Huang carefully. At this moment, she did not feel panic or regret. Instead, her face was full of satisfaction that her revenge had been avenged. Even her deformed facial features no longer looked so ferocious.

She came here with the intention of dying together, and Zhong Yu didn't want her to destroy herself for such a beastly thing.

She asked in a relaxed voice:
"Is your name Yao Huang? Do you know that your face can be restored to normal through surgery to improve its facial structure?"

Zhong Yu didn't beat around the bush and directly said what mattered most to her.

Yao Huang didn't believe this. She casually touched a handful of blood splashed on her face and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"This is a congenital defect that cannot be cured. Do you think I am a fool?"

Even though he had a good impression of Zhong Yu, Yao Huang still resented such words.

Zhong Yu took a few steps towards her, feeling intuitively that she would not hurt innocent people.

Only when he was four or five steps away from her did he sit down and said seriously:
"I don't know which doctor you consulted before, but I am an attending physician in plastic surgery. I graduated from the eight-year direct doctorate class of Shougang Medical University. From my professional field, you can definitely become normal and beautiful. Now Medicine is developing rapidly, and plastic surgery has just emerged. You might as well believe me, give me a chance, and give yourself a chance to live again."

Although Yao Huang didn't understand medicine, she could understand the word plastic surgery, so she asked doubtfully:
"Can you really make me beautiful?"

Zhong Yu smiled and nodded, "Not only can I make you beautiful, but you can also be prettier than me."

Zhong Yu didn't dare to be so confident before, but now that she has the Resurrection Vine, the chance of winning by joining forces is still very high.

Yao Huang's eyes showed longing. After being intoxicated for a few seconds, she felt that she could not be so lucky. She said warily:
"Your purpose is to save this scumbag, so I won't believe it no matter how much you say."

As soon as she finished speaking, she gave Jin Yong a knife without hesitation.

Zhong Yu had seen more bloody scenes than this. She was not afraid at all and continued calmly:
"I can design a face for you first. Based on your existing face shape and facial features, a good plastic surgeon will create a perfect face."

As she spoke, she took out her sketchbook from her luggage, looked at her a few times and then drew the outline of her face on the paper.

"What kind of facial features do you like? You can set it according to your preferences. The specific operation depends on your actual situation."

Yao Huang was a little confused, but she was so eager to have a new face that she unconsciously followed Zhong Yu's ideas.

"If I were a normal person, I should look like my mother. Her eyes are big and lively, and even her eyelashes are curved when she smiles."

After that, she carefully took out her mother's photo from her pocket and handed it to Zhong Yu.

Although the photo is old, it can be seen that it has been well preserved. The woman in the photo is indeed beautiful, and it is indeed a pity to match the scumbag on the ground.

Comparing the appearance with the photo, Zhong Yu described it carefully, and soon a picture of a beautiful woman appeared on the paper.She handed it to Yao Huang, who took it expectantly.

The one on the paper is a beauty even more beautiful than her mother. Her facial features have the shadow of her mother, but they are more refined than her mother.

Yao Huang looked lost and couldn't bear to let go of the paper.

After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice:
"Can I really become like this? If you lie to me, I will kill you."

When Zhong Yu heard her words, not only was she not afraid but she even smiled. She nodded confidently.

"The real person is definitely better looking than the drawings, but the surgery costs a lot of money and requires a lot of medicines and equipment. I personally cannot help you waive the bill."

Yao Huang kicked Jin Yong on the ground, "He took something from our Yao family and vomited it out, which was enough for my surgery."

She had a facial defect but not a brain disease. Yao Huang still held many antiques from the old Yao family in her hands. Even her mother didn't know about those things, so Jin Yong naturally had no chance to get his hands on them.

Since he didn't want to die, Jin Yong couldn't kill him.

Looking at the dead dog-like person on the ground, she asked uncertainly:
"If I didn't stab him to death, I shouldn't be able to serve a few years in prison, right?"

Zhong Yu told the truth, "The injuries you sustained were all non-fatal. In addition, he has done many evil deeds. You should have evidence of his crime in your hand. You can find a lawyer to ask."

Yao Huang was already very smart, so it was really not worth spending the rest of his life on such a thing. Anyway, he was already angry enough today.

She threw the knife away, and the stewards saw the opportunity and swarmed Yao Huang, and immediately handcuffed Yao Huang.

Zhong Yu felt upset when he saw her in such a mess, but Yao Huang thought it didn't matter.

She raised her head and looked at Zhong Yu with a smile, "I did what you said, you can't let me down!"

Zhong Yu said confidently: "Leave your face to me. I want to work at Nanshan Hospital in Haishi. My name is Zhong Yu. When you come, just come to me."

Yao Huang's smile became even brighter, as if she had been injected with new vitality.

The stewards escorted her off the train, and she was sent to the local public security bureau for custody. Zhong Yu should still have a chance to see her.

Looking at Yao Huang's slightly brisk back, Zhong Yu knew that she would live a good life for herself in the rest of her life.

On the other side, Zhou Qin was happily bringing his son to pick him up at the station. Unexpectedly, as soon as the train arrived at the station, a terrifying alarm sounded.

Soon the scene was cordoned off by the police, and more police cars and ambulances arrived one after another.

The family members who picked them up at the station were all held aside to wait, and no one was allowed to approach the exit.

I don't know who said something.

"There are gangsters inside who are holding hostages with knives! I heard that the victim is almost bleeding, and I don't know if he can be saved."

Zhou Qin's face turned pale when she heard this, and she subconsciously grabbed Song Congchun's arm for support.

Although Song Congchun had a clever mind, he had never experienced such a battle before, and he was frightened and panicked.

He squeezed his fucking hands, constantly comforting her and comforting himself.

"It must not be my sister. She is a doctor. She must be helping to save people inside. Mom, don't worry."

Zhou Qin's face was pale and her lips were trembling slightly. She couldn't bear the pain of losing her daughter.

As far as she is concerned, if the man is gone, he can be replaced.

Zhong Guoqiang is gone, but as long as she holds her daughter's hand, she can still live a good life.

Her children are her life.

"Yes, your sister will definitely be fine. Let's wait for her to come out."

However, waiting was the most torturous thing. They only saw police officers entering and doctors in white coats running in, but no one came out.

Zhou Qin stared at the exit of the station without blinking, his neck sore that he was reluctant to move.

Time seems to be extremely long, and the sky outside is completely dark at this moment.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, they saw the police escorting the bloody suspect out.

He wore a black hood and baggy clothes, so the onlookers could not tell whether the murderer was a man or a woman.

I saw him getting into the police car with handcuffs, and soon someone carried a stretcher into the ambulance.

Zhou Qin stood on tiptoe and looked, and saw that the man lying on the stretcher was a man about the same age as his Lao Song, and his heart finally came back to him.

As soon as they left, the police began to disperse the crowd, and passengers at the exit came out one after another.

Song Congchun was young, so he twisted his body and got directly inside. He saw his sister as soon as she came out.

He waved his hands vigorously and shouted:
"Sister, sister, here~"

(End of this chapter)