Can It Be Cured?

Madam Qian was a little nervous. This ugly scar had followed her for so many years that she had had enough of teasing since she was young. How good it would be if it could really heal.

Su Xiaolu took Madam Qian's pulse.

After taking her pulse, Su Xiaolu said under Madam Qian's vaguely expectant gaze, "The scar on Auntie's face is too serious. I can't say for sure that it will recover, but it can be improved on such a basis."

Half of Madam Qian's face was almost pulled together by the scars. The eyelids on the right side of her face were different from her left eye. Her eyes were not the same size. The terrifying scars on her face made her afraid to face others' gazes.

She felt inferior. She would be more sensitive than ordinary people. As long as outsiders looked at her face, even if they were not looking at the scars on her face, she would think that they were looking at the scars on her face.