Chapter Twenty-Five: Your Eyes Are Beautiful

"Please, big brother, don't do this!" Dr. Fan pleaded with a mournful expression. "I was blind just now, please, help me out. I was wrong, I apologize to you."

Seeing that Lin Chen remained unmoved, he ignored the shocked gazes of the two nurses and slapped himself hard across the face. With a sharp *crack*, his cheek turned bright red.

Watching him admit his mistake, Lin Chen replied indifferently, "Curing you isn't difficult. I'll write you a prescription in a moment. Take me to see An Xueyao first."

Dr. Fan hurried to lead the way. Along the way, following the persistent entreaties of Dr. Fan and the two nurses, Lin Chen wrote prescriptions for all of them.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital’s VIP ward. Several people were gathered at the door, peering inside but not daring to enter. From within came the sound of objects being smashed, followed by a beautiful but hysterical female voice screaming:

"Get out! All of you, get out! No one is allowed in here! Get out! Get out!" The voice was laced with sorrowful sobbing.

Lin Chen followed the others to the doorway and saw the scene inside. A tall woman in a hospital gown was smashing things in the room like a madwoman, yelling at those outside to leave. She was statuesque, with long, ink-black hair and large, captivating eyes that seemed to shimmer with a tender, charming light. Yet, her face was horrifying. Dark red scars covered her entire face, shocking and grotesque.

This was clearly the pop diva An Xueyao. It was no wonder she had gone mad; the woman who was once breathtakingly beautiful had turned into a monster. For a beauty, especially one as famous as her, the reality of being disfigured was likely worse than death.

At the door, a capable-looking woman in her thirties tried to comfort the frantic An Xueyao. "Xueyao, please, don't be like this. Professor Chen has decades of experience in dermatology. He isn't just a specialist and director at this hospital; he is a professor at Yuehai University Medical School and a world-renowned authority in the field of dermatology. Since he is here, he will certainly be able to cure you."

As she finished, she looked toward an elderly man standing nearby, waiting for him to speak. An Xueyao in the room also quieted down, looking at the old man with hopeful eyes.

The old man had white hair, but his eyes were sharp and spirited. Seeing everyone looking at him, he knew what they wanted to hear, yet he still shook his head and sighed bitterly. "Miss An's subcutaneous tissue and facial muscles have been severely corroded. We will do our utmost to treat her, but it is impossible to restore her appearance. I hope Miss An can..."

"Get out!"

Before he could finish, An Xueyao let out a pained roar and grabbed a small chair from beside the bed, hurling it at him. Professor Chen scrambled aside in a flustered mess.

The capable-looking middle-aged woman’s expression turned grim, but she forced a smile. "Xueyao, don't worry. If they can't treat you here, we'll go abroad. The Chairman and his wife are already on their way back; they'll be in Yuehai City tonight. Then we can go to the most advanced hospital abroad. They will definitely have a way."

An Xueyao had already crouched on the floor, weeping with a sound of sorrow and despair. "Wuwu... Sister Hong, stop comforting me. Professor Chen is the expert in this field. If even he says there's no way, then it can't be cured. Why did it turn out like this... Why..."

Everyone present wore expressions of sympathy, and several nurses had reddened eyes. Suddenly, An Xueyao looked up, her face set in a look of grim determination, and she lunged headlong toward the wall.

"Ah!"
"Miss An, stop!"
"Xueyao, don't do anything stupid, no!"

Just as An Xueyao was about to perish, Lin Chen moved like lightning, rushing forward to block her. People only felt a blur before their eyes, and then An Xueyao had crashed into Lin Chen's arms.

Lin Chen said flatly, "Committing suicide just because you've been disfigured? Don't you value your own life more than that? Forget it, I won't lecture you. Regardless, I'm only here to treat you and get paid. Aren't you going to get up? Do you plan on staying in my arms forever?"

An Xueyao looked up at Lin Chen, unable to fathom how he had appeared before her. She asked in confusion, "Who are you? Why stop me? Rather than live like a monster, I'd rather be dead. Why are you staring at me? Aren't you afraid of me? Wuwu... don't look at my face, don't look... I'm a monster, a monster, wuwu..."

An Xueyao knew how terrifying her face was. Even the nurses who sympathized with her didn't dare look her in the eye while changing her dressings. She saw fear in their eyes, as if she were a disgusting monster.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just a face. I'm looking to see how badly your face was corroded by the sulfuric acid. Actually, you really don't have to be this desperate. Although your face is ruined, your eyes are beautiful, like black gemstones."

Seeing the profound, unshakable despair in her eyes, Lin Chen’s voice softened involuntarily. An Xueyao was stunned, not expecting such a response. She looked into Lin Chen's eyes and confirmed he wasn't lying; there was no trace of disgust for her face in his gaze.

Are my eyes really that beautiful? She felt the despair in her heart lift ever so slightly.

"But my face is ruined, I've become an ugly monster," she said sadly.

Lin Chen said indifferently, "I can cure you. You just need to pay me one million."

Everything had happened so quickly that those outside the door only now reacted. The woman called Sister Hong immediately ran in and pulled An Xueyao from Lin Chen’s arms. "Xueyao, you must not do anything stupid. If you did, Sister Hong would have no face to see your parents."

She then looked at Lin Chen suspiciously. "You said you can cure Xueyao's face?"

Professor Chen also snapped out of it and retorted angrily, "You ignorant brat, that is pure nonsense! Do you know how severe the injuries on Miss An's face are? Have you seen the medical reports? Even with the most advanced equipment and medication, it is absolutely impossible to restore Miss An's appearance.

"One million? Are you crazy for money? I see you're just a swindler, planning to fool the patient and run off with the money! Who are you, and how did you get in here? Speak the truth!"

Dr. Fan, hearing Professor Chen's interrogation, felt a bitter pang in his heart. He was the one who had brought Lin Chen here. This young man was too reckless; no matter how skilled he might be, could he possibly be better than Professor Chen, who had spent decades in the field of dermatology? He had truly doomed himself.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Dr. Fan could only grit his teeth and say, "Professor Chen, he... he is someone I brought. I feel that his medical skills are quite impressive."

Professor Chen was furious upon hearing this. "Impressive? What are you talking about! Dr. Fan, what are you playing at? Don't you know that unauthorized personnel are not allowed in the wards? Have you forgotten the basic rules? It seems the decision to make you a permanent staff member was too hasty. I find it necessary to speak with the Dean and have your position revoked!"

Dr. Fan turned pale at these words.

"Why are you making things difficult for him? Just because you can't cure her doesn't mean no one else can," Lin Chen said, feeling annoyed by Professor Chen's overbearing attitude.

"You... you ignorant, arrogant brat!" Professor Chen felt as if he were about to explode with rage. Given his status and achievements in the medical world, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this, let alone a kid in his early twenties. He sneered, "Fine! Then tell me, how will you treat her? What instruments and methods will you use, and what surgery will you perform to completely cure Miss An's face? Go ahead, tell me!"

Lin Chen shook his head. "I use Traditional Chinese Medicine. Her face doesn't require surgery."

"TCM? Ha! TCM can cure disfigurement? So you're a student of TCM, but I suspect you haven't even mastered the basics! Let me tell you, I know a thing or two about TCM myself, you can't fool me. TCM focuses on the balance of yin and yang and the five elements, focusing on internal health. Since when can it cure disfigurement? You are ignorant! You should go back and study for a few more years!"

Professor Chen loudly mocked Lin Chen, as if Lin Chen were a fool spouting nonsense.