Shirley was more sensitive to pain compared to ordinary people; a tinge of pain could consign her to agony. The seriously injured girl was simply putting up with the pain, but the physical agony overwhelmed her. Streaks of tears streamed down her cheeks, soaking the bandage and dissolving in the wound.
The pain was that of someone rubbing salt on it. Matthew hurriedly went out of the room to call for the doctor, who soon rushed over. The doctor asked the nurse to bring over a pair of scissors and urged, “Make way, please.”
Skyler could not understand the hidden tongue, but he could grasp the situation thanks to the miniature translating device. He and Veronica. made way for the medical staff.
The nurse stepped forward to bind Shirley’s hands, whereas the doctor cut the bandage around her face to prevent the tears from infecting the wound. The slitted bandage exposed her wound right in front of others.
Shirley’s fair skin had always been flawless. In addition to her delicate and sweet features, she was definitely a looker; her engaging smile. alone was enough to have one at hello.
Now, there was an appalling scar that stretched from her left cheek to her nose bridge. Even her brows were scratched! The stitches sewed her red wound, turning it into a red and plump centipede. Her face was barely discernable; where had the pretty girl gone to?
Everyone was aware that Shirley received eighteen stitches. However, they could not help the goosebumps at the sight of the wound on her face.
With clenched fists, Skyler reined in the stirring. turmoil in him. Meanwhile, Veronica and Matthew exchanged looks before he hugged. her shoulder to push her into his embrace.
After disinfection, the doctor applied medicine to the wound and bandaged it again. Despite his light touch, Shirley’s quivering hand squeezed the blanket until her knuckles turned white. It wrenched Skyler’s heart to watch her in pain. It was his first time having a taste of devastation because of someone else.
Standing right next to the bed with his hands resting on the handrail, he attempted to keep his voice as gentle as possible. ‘Shir, the doctor said that you mustn’t cry because your face is injured. Tears will only make it more painful and there’s a high risk of disinfection. Got it?”
As a doctor himself-who had once indulged in medical beauty-he was aware that there was no chance of restoring her face anymore. The only alternative was plastic surgery. He turned around to face Matthew. “Matt, ask the doctor to give her a shot of tranquilizer.”
“Okay. Matthew then translated the message to the doctor. The doctor nodded and asked the nurse to bring a syringe of tranquilizer for Shirley. Once the medical staff left, she slowly drifted into dreamland. The atmosphere sunk into peace.
“Roni, take some rest.” Matthew helped Veronica to the other bed before placing a blanket over her. She cast a glance at Shirley and asked Skyler, “Will she be able to restore her looks through plastic surgery?”
His brows furrowed as he sighed. “As long as it doesn’t leave a scar, plastic surgery might work.” Still, Shirley’s wound was so serious that she would not be able to recover her looks for now.
“Phew.” Guilt was weighing down on Veronica. “I promise that I will straighten things out.” After all, she could not turn a blind eye to it when Crayson was at fault.
