Chapter 889 Things Did Not Develop Towards the Worst Outcome

"Doctor, please be gentle. You see, little Tu Tu's forehead is sweating. Did you hurt him?"

"Doctor, why don't you say anything? How is my little Tu Tu? It shouldn't be serious. The injury on his hand can't be healed. Don't scare me. We are rich. No matter how much money it costs, you must heal the injury on his hand for me."

When Qiao Mianmian walked into the doctor's diagnosis room, she heard Mike's chattering voice.

Perhaps because Mike was too noisy, the doctor's assistant couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but say, "Sir, please don't be anxious. Doctor Zhao is treating Mr. Tu. If you talk next to him, it will affect his judgment."

Even Tu Yilei felt that he was too noisy and couldn't stand him. He turned his head and looked at him, frowning and said, "Mike, please be quiet. How can the doctor treat me like this? I'm almost dying of pain, and you're still noisy. Are you worried about me, or do you want to torture me on purpose?"

"Little Tu Tu, I..."

"Okay, we'll talk later if there's anything."

"...Okay, doctor, I won't talk anymore, just take a look at him." Mike looked at the bloody back of Tu Yilei's hand and closed his mouth in pain.

The doctor lowered his head to check Tu Yilei again.

After a while, after the examination, he reached out and took off his gloves: "When we first arrived at the hospital, we treated it in time, so the burn on the back of Mr. Tu's hand has not become very serious."

After hearing this, Mike couldn't help but ask: "You said that the burn on the back of Tu Tu's hand is not very serious. Does it mean that it can be cured?"

The doctor nodded: "It should be curable."

"Oh my God, thank God and thank your ancestors!" Mike clasped his hands together happily, tears in his eyes.

Tu Yilei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing the doctor's words.

He didn't regret rushing over to block the sulfuric acid for Qiao Mianmian.

If he was given another chance to choose, he would still do it.

But he didn't regret it.

It's impossible for him to feel nothing when his hand was burned by sulfuric acid like this.

He would also be sad.

He would also worry about the impact on his career.

He is not a person with a strong heart.

Outside the treatment room.

Qiao Mianmian heard the doctor's words and felt relieved. It was as if the burden in his heart was lifted at once, and he felt much more relaxed.

The depressed mood in her heart also disappeared.

Fortunately, she heard good news.

Things did not develop to the worst result.

If the burn on the back of Tu Yilei's hand could not be cured and would leave scars in the future, she would probably feel guilty about him for the rest of her life.

"This is good news. As long as it can be cured, it's fine." Bai Yusheng glanced at Qiao Mianmian and walked in first. "Doctor, treat him well. He is an artist. If scars are left on the skin exposed to the outside, it will affect him."

"During this period, I will trouble you to pay more attention."

The doctor looked up and saw that the person who came in was Bai Yusheng. His attitude was a little more respectful, and he hurriedly responded: "Mr. Bai, please rest assured. We will do our best to cure the burn on the back of Mr. Tu's hand."

"Yes." Bai Yusheng nodded, "I believe you."

When Tu Yilei saw Bai Yusheng coming, he subconsciously looked towards the door. Seeing Qiao Mianmian still standing at the door, he smiled at her: "Miss Qiao, you are here too."