At the beginning of the lanterns, the lights of Beidu are like a rainbow, embellishing the scene of a prosperous and prosperous era.
A military-brand off-road vehicle arrived in front of a villa community on the Third Ring Road. Jiang Hao, who was driving the vehicle, did not go in, but walked through the door and stopped on the roadside.
"This is Dongshan Villa, we're here." Jiang Hao said to Ning Tao, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Many celebrities live here, and a house here can easily cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions."
"Hundreds of millions?" Ning Tao was startled. He glanced through the car window and then shook his head, "This world is crazy."
Jiang Hao smiled bitterly, "It's really crazy. A few years ago, my mother and I wanted to change to a more spacious house. We hesitated at that time, but now the house price has doubled."
"Fan Huaying's friend must not be a simple person to be able to live in such a community." Ning Tao guessed in his heart.
Jiang Hao said: "Go in quickly. If you don't have a car to come back after you're done, give me a call or send a WeChat message and I'll pick you up again."
Ning Tao said: "Aren't you going in?"
Jiang Hao said, "You were invited, not me. It's not appropriate for me to follow you. You go ahead. I'll wait for you at home."
Ning Tao nodded, got out of the car, and walked to the gate of the community with a small medicine box.
Jiang Hao started the car and drove forward. She stuck out a hand from the car window and waved, and then said, "Go home early."
"Yeah." Ning Tao responded, and after taking two steps, he realized what he was saying. Why did he agree when they asked him to go home? When he looked back, the military-branded off-road vehicle had already driven away.
In life, some misunderstandings are hard to guard against.
As soon as Ning Tao arrived at the gate of the community, Fan Huaying walked out of the guard room with a smile and a friendly tone, "Brother Ning, I finally waited for you. Come with me. My friend is already waiting at her home. is you."
Ning Tao and Fan Huaying chatted while walking, and then came to the door of a single-family villa.
Two burly bodyguards opened the door and bowed deeply to Ning Tao and Fan Huaying. Fan Huaying didn't react at all, but Ning Tao nodded slightly and responded politely.
Entering the living room of the villa, Ning Tao did not see Fan Huaying's so-called friend. The luxuriously decorated living room was empty, not even a single person.
"Follow me." Fan Hua walked up the stairs.
Ning Tao felt a little strange, but he didn't ask any questions. He followed Fan Huaying to the second floor and then came to a door.
Fan Huaying reached out and knocked on the door, "Wushuang, Doctor Ning is here."
Wushuang, the name entered Ning Tao's ears, and he suddenly had a very familiar feeling, and he also thought of a star who was popular all over the country.
A woman's voice came from behind the door, "Let him in."
Fan Huaying stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. He did not go in, but retreated to the door. "Doctor Ning, please go in. I know your rules and I will not let anyone near this room."
Ning Tao nodded and walked into the room carrying a small medicine box.
This is a woman's room, with blue wallpaper, white window screens, Persian carpets and Persian-style furniture, full of an exotic style.
A woman wearing a white gauze skirt stood on the balcony with her back to the door, with an outstanding figure. She had no shoes on her feet, and her feet on the carpet were as white as jade, like a pair of works of art carved from jade.
She is the big star that Ning Tao just guessed, Zhao Wushuang.
She is one-third of European descent and has a face that was once rated as the most beautiful face in Asia. The figure is also a perfect nine-headed body, and even the most critical eye will find it difficult to find faults.
In addition, she also has extremely high talents in singing and acting. A famous director once predicted that she would conquer Hollywood in the future and become a true international superstar. She may even win the first Oscar trophy in the Chinese world.
But just such a woman who was loved by God disappeared a few months ago. No one knows where she went or what happened to her. Although some media reported about her, they were all superficial reports and she never responded once.
Now, Ning Tao stood behind her, looking at her sexy but lonely back. However, he has never been star-chasing. After knowing Zhao Wushuang's identity, he was only slightly excited, and then felt nothing at all.
Zhao Wushuang knew clearly that Ning Tao had entered but did not turn around or even look back.
Ning Tao looked away from Zhao Wushuang's back, closed the door, and then took off his cheap domestic casual shoes. His shoes were disgusting, but his feet were fair and well-proportioned, and the skin was no worse than the skin on Zhao Wushuang's feet. His feet didn't smell at all. If I had to talk about the smell, it was a sweet spring-like smell emitted by spiritual energy. It was not audible, but it was a good feeling to smell it.
This is normal. Can a cultivator have smelly feet
Zhao Wushuang finally turned around. She was wearing a mask and her face could not be seen, but her beautiful black eyes with a hint of blue gave people a stunning feeling.
Zhao Wushuang glanced at Ning Tao's worn leather shoes placed by the door, and then at Ning Tao's bare feet without socks. Then, her eyes stayed on Ning Tao's bare feet for at least three seconds, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. It was the first time she had seen a man's feet so white and delicate, even with a bit of crystal clear texture.
Ning Tao walked towards Zhao Wushuang and said straight to the point: "Miss Zhao, can we start?"
"Are you Dr. Ning?" Zhao Wushuang's first sentence.
Ning Tao nodded.
"Have you... ever treated burn patients?" Zhao Wushuang asked tentatively.
"No." Ning Tao's answer was simple.
Zhao Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You have never even treated me, so are you so confident that you can cure my scar?"
Ning Tao looked directly into her eyes, "You can live here, which means you are rich. With your status and connections, you can hire the best doctors in the world to treat you, but you are waiting here. Me, this means you have no choice. Since you have no choice, why not give it a try?"
Zhao Wushuang was silent. She really had no other choice. Just a few days ago, she made a special trip to South Korea, but even the top plastic surgery hospitals in South Korea could not restore her ruined appearance to its previous appearance. At most, they could only improve the area and size of the scars. Color, this is unacceptable to her who relies on her face for a living. Therefore, as soon as she received Fan Huaying's call, she couldn't wait to charter a flight back to Beidu, but she didn't expect that such a young "miracle doctor" would be there.
With Ning Tao's cheap clothes and the shabby little wooden box in his hand, no one would believe that he was a miracle doctor. He looked more like a wandering doctor walking around the market. Given her identity and status, how could she feel better when such a doctor came to her home to treat her
If Ning Tao had a good impression on her, it was only about his face and his feet, but that had nothing to do with medical skills.
Ning Tao lightly shrugged, "I see worry and distrust in your eyes. Do you want me to leave?"
Zhao Wushuang reached out and took off the mask. This was her answer. She had no choice and was unwilling to let go even if there was a glimmer of hope. But when she took off the mask, she seemed to have taken off her confidence and dignity. She didn't dare to look into Ning Tao's eyes anymore, and even turned her head to avoid it.
Ning Tao finally saw her face. There was a burn scar the size of an egg on her left cheek. Part of her chin was also burned, especially the scar on her chin. After the skin atrophied, her lips were torn and deformed. She Unable to close her lips completely, her white teeth and part of her gums were exposed. In addition to these two large scars, there are also some tear-shaped scars on the right side of the face. It is sad and regretful that a delicate and beautiful face was ruined in this way.
"Can you make my face look like it used to be?" Zhao Wushuang summoned up the courage to ask.
Ning Tao didn't answer her, "You weren't burned by fire, you were poured with sulfuric acid, right?"
"You...how do you know?"
Ning Tao said: "If it was burned by fire, I would estimate that your neck would be crippled, but your neck is fine. In addition, you have water drop-shaped splash scars on your face. Isn't this from being splashed with sulfuric acid?"
Zhao Wushuang was silent for a moment and repeated what he just said, "Can you make my face return to what it used to be?"
She obviously didn't want to talk about it again.
Ning Tao didn't ask any further questions. It was other people's privacy and it was none of his business. He casually placed the small medicine box on the bed and said while opening it: "It's just a minor surgery. Lie down and I'll do it for you."
Zhao Wushuang had a shocked expression on his face and even suspected that he had heard it wrong. Even the top plastic surgery hospital and the best plastic surgeon in South Korea did not dare to say this. He actually said it was just a minor surgery... nothing more!
Ning Tao took out a small white porcelain bottle from the medicine box, and then said to Zhao Wushuang: "Lie down. Although it is a minor operation, you can do it standing up, but I can do it better if you lie down. ”
Only then did Zhao Wushuang come to his senses and quickly walked to the bed. He didn't care about the elegant lying posture. He sat down on the bed with his buttocks and raised his legs to lie upright on the bed.
There were ripples, and they made Ning Tao's eyes straighten slightly. But it was just for a moment. He then looked away, uncorked the small white porcelain bottle, tilted the mouth of the bottle, and carefully poured the essence of aloe vera juice in the porcelain bottle onto her scar.
"What is this?" Zhao Wushuang asked curiously.
Ning Tao said: "Beautiful balm."
Beauty Balm, this is the name he gave to the essence of aloe vera juice.
In the three days before coming to Beidu, he actually tried to use the Tengu Cauldron and Roan Sui Cauldron left behind by Chen Pingdao to refine aloe vera juice, but the result was that it didn't work at all, so he had to use the Meixiang Cauldron to refine it. The peppers and peppers he gave to Tang Zhen were also refined using the Meixiang Cauldron. The effects of using the Tengu Cauldron and the Roansu Cauldron were far different. Therefore, the "professionalism" of Meixiangding became the only reason for his name.
There must also be a name. He can't tell customers who want to buy essence aloe vera juice that this is something I refined from aloe vera leaves. In that case, how will he charge for it
A cool and comfortable feeling spread on his face, and Zhao Wushuang's curiosity became more and more intense, "What kind of medicine is it?"
"I prepared it myself, a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors." That's all Ning Tao explained, while using his fingers to spread the beautiful ointment evenly on Zhao Wushuang's face. When applying it, his hands were filled with spiritual power, cleaning and nourishing her injured skin like a clear spring...
Zhao Wushuang was a little nervous. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.