Chapter 120: 120, demand an explanation Chapter 120: 120, demand an explanation Liu Shanyue stood up and glanced at everyone, “Everyone, please be calm! We are already dealing with this matter, and we have now identified the cause. We will soon give everyone a satisfactory explanation.”
“A satisfactory explanation? Hmph! The doctor said that even if my face heals, there will still be scars. How can you give me a satisfactory explanation?”
“Exactly, can you restore our faces to their original state?”
“For a woman, her face is the most important. If there are scars on our face, how can we face anyone?”
“Unless you can restore our faces to their original appearance, not only will we expose you all, but we will also sue you.” They could give up everything, but not their faces. If they hadn’t wanted to be more beautiful, why would they have spent money on cosmetics?
Liu Shanyue looked towards Song Yan Ning, who nodded slightly. Liu Shanyue’s heart immediately settled down, and she assured everyone, “Please rest assured! I guarantee that I will heal everyone’s faces. Please believe me this time.” Xiao Ning nodded, which meant she could heal these people’s faces.
“Do you think we’ll believe you?”
“Exactly, even doctors say they can’t cure it, can you heal our faces?”
“Stop making empty promises; we won’t believe you.”
“Do you want your faces to be healed?” Song Yan Ning asked the crowd, speaking in a languid tone.
“Child, don’t speak; this is an adult matter.” Zhang Ting looked at Song Yan Ning displeasedly. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was brought by the chairman, Zhang Ting would have driven her away long ago. A child’s interjection at such a time would only fuel the crowd’s anger.
“Is this the attitude of your company?”
“With such an attitude, how can we believe your words?”
Liu Shanyue swept a dissatisfied glance at Zhang Ting and looked at the crowd, “What is the purpose of your visit today?”
The crowd looked at Liu Shanyue as if she were an idiot.
“Of course, it’s to make you give us an explanation and heal our faces.”
“Exactly.”
“Then is there anything wrong with her asking that?” Liu Shanyue pointed at Song Yan Ning.
Zhang Ting frowned at Liu Shanyue. Was the chairman seriously provoked? Whether the child asked rightly or not, it was inappropriate for her to speak in such a situation.
“It’s not wrong to ask, but what’s the use of her asking? Could the child possibly heal our faces?”
“Even if you dote on the child, you should do it at the right time.”
Liu Shanyue smiled faintly, “What if she can heal your faces?”
Everyone looked at Liu Shanyue as if to say, ‘Are you crazy?’ Did she think they were three-year-olds? To deceive them with such nonsense?
Song Yan Ning stood up and walked beside Liu Shanyue, her gaze falling on a woman at the front. “Haven’t you been without ‘it’ for two months?”
The woman did not react at first, “What do you mean ‘haven’t been’ for two months?”
“Your period.” Song Yan Ning rolled her eyes, exasperated.
“How do you know?” The woman looked at Song Yan Ning in disbelief. Indeed, she had not had her period for two months, and she had intended to visit a gynecologist after sorting out this issue.
“Congratulations! You’re pregnant,” Song Yan Ning said with a smile.
“What? I’m pregnant?” The woman’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Song Yan Ning. She and her husband had been married for seven or eight years and had been unable to conceive, despite countless visits to the hospital. Now, they had almost given up hope, but this little girl was telling her she was pregnant. She hardly dared to believe it was true.
Song Yan Ning nodded and turned to the woman beside her, “You have rheumatoid arthritis.”
The woman hesitated for a moment and then nodded, “Yes, how did you know?” Because of this illness, she dared not turn on the air conditioner in the summer, avoid seafood, and sometimes the pain made her wish she could just die.
“Little miss, do you see any illness in me?” Another young woman asked, seeing how Song Yan Ning had quickly identified the two women’s illnesses.
“You’re not sick, but you should exercise more,” Song Yan Ning said with a slight smile. She had revealed their illnesses simply to let them know she possessed medical skills and could help them treat their faces. Otherwise, who would dare let such a young girl treat them?
“Do you really heal people?” The crowd still couldn’t believe that such a young child had medical skill.
Song Yan Ning nodded, “I started studying medicine at the age of three. Although I can’t cure complicated and diverse illnesses, ordinary minor ailments are no problem. If you’re willing to believe me, I can try to heal your faces.”
The crowd looked at each other for a long while, with no one daring to be the first to step forward and seek Song Yan Ning’s treatment. Even though Song Yan Ning had diagnosed two people’s illnesses, she was still a child, and how could they entrust their faces to a child?
“If the doctors have said your faces cannot be healed, what more is there to lose? Since they can’t be healed, at worst, it remains unhealed; why not give yourselves a chance?” Qin Yushen spoke up.
The crowd thought it over carefully and felt that Qin Yushen made sense.
A young woman stepped out from the crowd, came in front of Song Yan Ning, and squatted down to her level. “Little doctor, please treat me,” she said. She was getting married in October and didn’t want to walk down the aisle with her current face.
“Mhm,” Song Yan Ning nodded with a smile.
“Then I’ll be troubling you!” The young woman looked at Song Yan Ning with a shallow smile. She knew it was ridiculous to trust a child, but she didn’t want to live her life with her current face. She wanted to regain her appearance; if it failed, it would just be one more disappointment. After all, the doctors had already clearly informed her that her face would be scarred.
The journalists following behind the crowd started to feel uneasy, one male journalist with glasses spoke up, “We can find out everything about a big company like yours very easily. If we checked your hospital records, we’d know about your illnesses.”
On hearing the journalist’s words, the crowd found it very logical.
“Then how did she know I haven’t had my period for two months?” The middle-aged woman turned her head and asked the male journalist. She truly hoped what Song Yan Ning said was true; she and her husband had longed for a child for so long. If it were false, it would be yet another false joy.
The journalist was momentarily at a loss for words, and after a while, he said, “Maybe she just guessed it.”
“Then you guess one too,” Qin Yushen said icily, sweeping his gaze over to the journalist, daring to doubt Xiao Ning’s medical skills.
Confronted with Qin Yushen’s icy stare, the journalist felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and he involuntarily stepped back. What was going on? How could a child’s gaze be so terrifying?