Chapter 553: 553
Chapter 553: Would Her Hand Recover? (3)
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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Just like a male eagle with broken wings and that could no longer fly .
As these thoughts crossed his mind, he tightened his hand around hers .
How much he wished that he was suffering from the injury instead!
Very soon, they arrived at the doctor’s office .
The specialist was an middle-aged man in his forties to fifties . He had sent the remaining patients home before Shen Liangchuan arrived .
Because of his special identity, of course, he couldn’t be seen going in and out of hospitals .
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This was a private hospital, hence it was better set up in terms of both confidentiality and environment .
Qiao Lian stepped into the doctor’s office . When she saw the elderly doctor, her eyes narrowed . He looked familiar .
Moreover, the moment the elderly doctor saw her, he paused in surprise . “You are… Ms . Qiao?”
His remark confirmed even more Qiao Lian’s suspicions .
Her eyes lit up at once . “Are you… Director Zhao?”
Dr . Zhao immediately laughed . “I would have never guessed that the patient Mr . Shen was bringing would be you . Please take a seat . ”
Qiao Lian widened her eyes, feeling that indeed, it was a very small world .
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Dr . Zhao had been the best doctor in Suzhou, the one her father had looked up after her hand was injured at that time .
But at that time, Dr . Zhao hadn’t been able to treat the root of the problem . Would he be able to do so now?
Qiao Lian frowned .
Dr . Zhao spoke first . “Is it still your hand?”
Qiao Lian nodded .
Dr . Zhao had her extend her arm so that he could examine her . Then he said, “Let’s take an X-ray and have a look at the joints to see if there are any problems there . The issue with your hand is a little complicated . ”
Qiao Lian nodded again .
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Dr . Zhao filled in a form, saying, “The equipment is next door . I’ll get the nurse to take you . ”
After saying this, he picked up the phone and made a call . Shortly after, a young nurse entered the room . “Ms . Qiao, please follow me . ”
The service rendered in the private hospital was excellent . When the young nurse saw Shen Liangchuan, she was obviously taken aback but still, she maintained her composure .
Qiao Lian nodded and threw Shen Liangchuan a glance .
He said instead, “Go ahead, I’ll wait for you here . ”
Qiao Lian nodded yet again and left with the young nurse .
After the two women were too far away to hear, Shen Liangchuan looked at Dr . Zhao and asked, “Dr . Zhao, I wish to ask, what happened to her hand back then?”
Dr . Zhao sighed when he heard this question . “Concerning that matter, Ms . Qiao was really pitiful at that time . ”
He frowned as if trying to recall . “At that time, when her father sent her here, she had already passed out from the pain and her face was pale . There was a heavy footprint on her right hand, and it was obvious someone had crushed it by stepping on it, all the bones were out of place . That sort of pain wasn’t the sort of pain an ordinary person can bear . The Qiao Family was a well-known and rich family in Suzhou, and that little girl had also been brought up delicately . She looked adorable and had a candid character; she was a personality in Suzhou . Looking at the situation, it was evident that someone had schemed against her . I have no idea what sort of hatred or resentment could have resulted in such a cruel act . ”
Shen Liangchuan frowned deeply after hearing this .
The face of the young Xiao Qiao appeared before his eyes .
Dr . Zhao continued, “This is not the first time that this young lady is coming to see me for treatment . When she was little, I took care of whatever external injuries she had . She’s always been afraid of pain . But that time, when she woke up, she looked at her hand and did not shed a single tear . Her lip was bruised from her biting in pain . But she asked me whether she’d still be able to play games with that hand . Ah, she was a kid after all . She didn’t ask if she could lead a normal life, she could only think about playing games…”