When the Doctor Uses A Hack

Chen Cang had completed the surgery, admiring the face before him!

To be honest, this was no longer a simple case of facial scar removal and skin flap transplantation.

Chen Cang had increased the difficulty of the entire surgery several times over!

By his side, Peter looked at Zhang Aixiang’s face, unable to calm himself for a long time.

He had always felt that although he charged a high fee, he served the patients with all his might, and every penny was well-deserved...

But now, seeing Chen Cang’s set of operations, he suddenly had the feeling of "money unjustly earned"...

Thinking this, Peter’s face inexplicably reddened a bit.

Peter was very professional, and he recognized how many minor surgeries were included in this one that lasted four to five hours, each of which could be considered classic on its own.

Yet Chen Cang managed to combine the entire procedure, performing a thorough transformation of Zhang Aixiang’s facial features!

At the moment, there were still many sutures on Zhang Aixiang’s face, but these suturing techniques also surprised Peter!

Weren’t the sutures too precise?

The concealment of the needlework and the clever combination of stitching made the suture marks rather faint.

It was for this reason that the overall structure and contours of Zhang Aixiang’s face could now be clearly seen.

Peter looked at the current Zhang Aixiang, who seemed so familiar! Yet upon closer inspection, she seemed unfamiliar everywhere.

This might just be what real plastic surgery is all about, right?

Perhaps the real core essence of plastic surgery should be to design the most suitable appearance for the patient based on their personal situation.

Upon this reflection, Peter fell into deep thought.

The surgery had completely ended!

Chen Cang personally took care of the bandaging, and as the gauze covered the face, everyone present knew that upon its next unveiling, it would be a moment of transformation and the birth of a miracle.

Zhang Aixiang was very lucid!

Although she didn’t know what had happened, she could sense the expressions of the people around her.

"Chen... how was the surgery?"

Chen Cang smiled, "Sister-in-law, take some time to rest, and I believe you’ll have a surprise."

Zhang Aixiang nodded, "Thank you, Chen!"

Chen Cang smiled, nodded, and had the nurses take her to the VIP ward.

At that moment, Hu Chuanjin felt some regret; he thought there should have been a VVIP ward here, after all, that would have been fitting for someone like Zheng Guotan in terms of status and position.

In the office outside the operating room at that time, Zheng Guotan watched the screen silently for a long time until Zhang Aixiang was transported to the ward. Then he stepped back, slowly sat down, and lit a cigarette.

To be honest, he had thought about removing the scars for his wife, but at the end of the day, it wasn’t just about the scars on the surface, but rather the scar in her heart.

Lennacons looked at Zheng Guotan and said, "Zheng, let’s go and see your wife. I believe she needs you now more than ever."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Guotan immediately snuffed out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray, "Right!"

At that point, Xu Rou personally led the two upstairs.

Meanwhile, Chen Cang, having taken off his clothes and washed his hands, headed to the ward just in time to meet Zheng Guotan head-on.

Zheng Guotan was very excited at the moment, taking three steps in two, hurrying forward, and took the initiative to grasp Chen Cang’s hand, "Chen! I really can’t thank you enough!"

"Really! You don’t understand the significance of what you’ve done; it’s far more than changing your sister-in-law’s appearance. I believe this will help her regain her former confidence!"

Chen Cang nodded; he understood very well.

Generally, people with scars on their faces may develop a kind of depression over time, even a change in personality.

Chen Cang smiled, "President Zheng is being too polite." @@novelbin@@

Zheng Guotan waved his hand and earnestly said, "Not at all, if your sister-in-law really can recover to her former self, no, even more beautiful than before as you’ve designed, I believe she will definitely become much more cheerful."

Chen Cang smiled; indeed, a person’s appearance can really affect their personality.

He thought of Dou Xin!

The girl who was somewhat timid and diffident yet possessed a voice like a skylark.

How was that young lady doing now?

Perhaps she had already escaped from her previous predicaments?

After entering the ward, Chen Cang and Lawrence hesitated for a while and did not go in; perhaps at this time, they should give them a little private space and time.

Thinking this, Chen Cang went to the next office and said to Xu Rou, "Could you get me a cup of coffee? A latte with extra sugar, please."

Stamina potions are useful, but after long periods of intense work, Chen Cang was finding himself increasingly fond of sweet things.

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Yes, he was very fond of lattes with extra sugar!

Xu Rou also knew Chen Cang’s habits well. With a coffee shop not far from the next door, she didn’t need to make it herself and could quickly buy one.

Seeing this, Lawrence smiled and said, "Beautiful girl, could you get me a cup too? Just the simplest black coffee, with nothing added."

Lawrence asked with interest, "Chen, do you have a photo of your fiancée? I’m curious to know what kind of girl has won your affection."

Chen Cang smiled. He did have photos on his phone, but they were secretly taken in the operating room of a tired Qin Yue lying on the floor, sleeping.

Taken a year ago.

With that thought, Chen Cang pulled up the photo and showed it to Lawrence.

Upon seeing it, Lawrence’s eyes brightened, and he said with a smile, "She’s a beautiful girl but... quite hard-working and lucky! Meeting you might be the biggest fortune of her life!"

Chen Cang smiled, "Yes, she’s hard-working. But... I’m even luckier than her."

Lawrence chuckled, feeling that the Chinese were indeed very humble. If he had such ability, he would proudly tell everyone about it.

Still, thinking back to the recent surgery, Lawrence couldn’t help but express his admiration, "Chen, you are the best plastic surgeon I’ve ever seen. You don’t just change people’s appearances; you endow their faces with a new soul."

"I believe Mrs. Zheng will overcome her psychological shadows, and all this is thanks to you!"

Chen Cang smiled but said nothing. He was well aware of Zheng Guotan’s kindness toward him, so he would do his best to help him.

Peter then came in and, hearing Lawrence’s words, nodded his agreement, adding, "Indeed, Chen’s plastic surgery work is the most impressive I’ve ever seen. There’s none other!"

Lawrence clicked his tongue in amazement, "Hear that, Chen? Winning Peter’s approval is like gaining the world’s cosmetic medical industry’s recognition."

Hearing Lawrence’s words, Chen Cang suddenly paused, becoming somewhat curious about Peter.

Although he knew Zheng Guotan would not invite just anyone, but... to be honest, he really didn’t know much about this field.

Seeing his reaction, Lawrence couldn’t help but smile and said, "Peter is the founder of the American CIS cosmetic institute and an influential figure in the cosmetic medical industry in the West. Oh, and maybe one piece of data will illustrate this: many Hollywood stars would prefer to meet Peter, not those famous directors!"

At those words, Peter couldn’t help but laugh.

Suddenly, Peter asked, "Chen, are you going to the cosmetic medical conference in Korea at the end of December?"

Chen Cang was taken aback, suddenly remembering Qin Xiang mentioning this matter to him, "I’ll be attending. Don’t tell me, Mr. Peter... you’re also going?"

Peter immediately burst into laughter, "I’m not attending, but... I am a judge."