CHAPTER 82: CHAPTER 78: MAGICAL MEDICINE

Because the wound had been cleaned and re-dressed when she was discharged from the hospital, Chu Tian had secretly applied the medicine he had obtained through the system exchange once again.

Following the hospital’s instructions, the dressing should be changed every three days. This could be done either at the hospital or at home; as long as the wound didn’t get infected, there would be no serious problem.

Therefore, Xu Qingqiu had been staying at home for the past two days, and the bandage on her wound had not been removed.

When the third day arrived, Yiyi carefully helped her unwrap the bandage to change the dressing. As soon as she unwrapped it, Yiyi exclaimed in surprise.

Xu Qingqiu was also startled.

"Sister Qiu? Has the wound healed this quickly?"

Xu Qingqiu also started scrutinizing the wound, her face similarly revealing an expression of disbelief, with a hint of surprise hidden within.

The wound on her leg had completely healed. While not all traces had vanished, the long cut was now nothing but a fine, dry line of crusted blood.

The original zigzag traces from the stitches had disappeared. It was hard to find even the slightest trace of the wound.

Those unaware might even think it was a minor cut, perhaps just a slight graze that had bled a little.

Besides that, the most noticeable thing was several incomplete threads left on the wound patch that had been attached to her leg.

"Sister Qiu, what is this? Did the nurse not see such a long thing when she was bandaging you?"

Xu Qingqiu looked at the intermittent threads. I have a vague guess, she thought, but I’m not certain.

The doctor had clearly stated that the sutures were absorbable and they had used a subcuticular suturing technique for cosmetic purposes, so the suture lines wouldn’t be visible on the outside.

So how could they possibly appear out of nowhere like this?

Could it be that they were expelled from the body? But if that was the case, how did the wound heal without even leaving a scar?

Could it be the medicine Chu Tian applied?

That’s my only thought, Xu Qingqiu mused. There’s absolutely no issue with the wound, so consulting a doctor is definitely not practical. Besides, Chu Tian and I secretly used other medicine, so I’m even more reluctant to seek medical advice.

"Yiyi, never mind that. Just help me clean it up and then apply the medicine again."

"I asked the doctor to use a special method, and there were some of the latest drugs as well. Plus, I’m so young, it’s normal to recover quickly, right?"

"Ah? Is that... okay?"

Yiyi was somewhat puzzled. However, since she didn’t understand medical matters and Sister Qiu didn’t insist, she didn’t say anything and just obediently began disinfecting and cleaning.

When she was about to apply the medicine provided by the hospital, Xu Qingqiu suddenly picked up a small porcelain bottle beside her, carefully examined it, and handed it to Yiyi, saying,

"Use this."

"Ah? What medicine is this?"

"This is the latest drug the hospital gave me. They said it heals faster."

Seeing Xu Qingqiu’s serious and earnest appearance, Yiyi didn’t question it, admitting to herself that it did indeed seem to heal quickly.

She looked at the wound, full of amazement.

Then she picked up the medicine bottle and looked at it for a long time; it had no label or instructions. She wanted to ask something, but since Sister Qiu said nothing more, she could only do as Xu Qingqiu directed.

First, she sprinkled the medicinal powder, then applied the wound patch, and finally wrapped it with a new bandage.

In fact, now that the wound had healed, there was really no need for the medicinal powder, and even the wound patch was unnecessary.

But how would I know any better? Xu Qingqiu thought. This medicine seems effective, so I’ll continue to use it. Anyway, there’s still some of Chu Tian’s medicine left.

If Chu Tian were here, he would surely... think the same way...

The wound at the back of her head was treated in the same manner.

After changing the dressing, Xu Qingqiu, wanting to test it out, began to try walking slowly.

At first, she didn’t dare exert too much force. Later, she found that as long as she wasn’t moving too vigorously, she basically felt no pain at all.

Of course, to prevent the wound from reopening and all her progress being wasted, she didn’t dare to overdo it.

But at least she felt that walking normally wasn’t an issue anymore.

Moreover, according to Yiyi, the wound on her head was almost healed, even healing faster than the one on her leg.

This discovery thrilled Xu Qingqiu.

After all, she had been cooped up at home for several days and really couldn’t stand it anymore. She immediately grabbed her phone, wanting to share the news with Chu Tian.

Unfortunately, Chu Tian was immersed in his game and didn’t see the message at all.

After waiting a long time without a reply, Xu Qingqiu’s face clouded over, her previous excitement completely gone.

"What’s wrong, Qingqiu? Weren’t you fine this morning?"

Sister Hua, weary from her travels, came in to find Xu Qingqiu sitting on the sofa, holding her phone.

"Ah? Sister Hua, you’re back? I’m fine. How did things go on your end?"

Upon hearing her question, Sister Hua shook her head and sighed.

"The investigation is complete. The police are having a hard time determining responsibility. The current conclusion is equipment malfunction, but human error hasn’t been ruled out; there’s just no evidence."

"After all, those kinds of devices are remotely controlled. You could say a button malfunctioned and it suddenly descended too quickly, or that it was an operator error, or even that someone deliberately pressed the wrong button. There could also have been a short circuit in the wiring."

"They investigated for several days and found a host of problems: old and damaged wiring, buttons that risked short-circuiting, and an operator who swore their actions were flawless. So, the investigation hit a dead end—an utterly muddled affair."

"The show’s production team, however, was quite direct. They admitted to the issue and agreed to compensation. Considering your injury, they’re treating it as if you withdrew voluntarily. The compensation plan they’ve offered is very generous; it’s obviously going through insurance."

"Also..."

At this point, Sister Hua looked up at Xu Qingqiu, who was watching her intently, and felt compelled to continue,

"Additionally, because of your mid-show withdrawal and automatic disqualification, Qin Xiao has advanced..."

When Xu Qingqiu heard that Qin Xiao had advanced, even if she wasn’t the sharpest, she understood that this situation wasn’t simple; and she wasn’t that dull-witted either.

Still, she wondered, what price could Qin Xiao have paid to make the production team so biased in her favor?

But these are all secondary concerns, Xu Qingqiu thought. Since they’ve made their move, I’m not going to just sit back and let it happen.

Furrowing her brow in thought, Xu Qingqiu asked uncertainly,

"Sister Hua, this matter will probably end like this, and we can’t do much about it. But I want to know, if I quit the show, does my agreement with the production team still stand?"

"What do you mean?"

Sister Hua didn’t understand immediately.

"I mean, if I quit, do we still need to wait until the show ends to release the studio versions of the songs I sang previously?"

"You know, part of the revenue from the live versions is shared with the production team. Now that things have come to this, while there’s still some buzz, why don’t we release a studio version? We can’t let them have all the benefits, can we?"

"Besides, the fans have been urging for it many times. If it doesn’t violate the contract, why don’t we take the opportunity to release a studio version? It would not only divert some of the revenue..."

"The key point is, if I announce from our studio that I’m withdrawing from the show due to injury and suddenly release a song, what will they do?"

Listening to her chain of thoughts, Sister Hua’s eyes gradually lit up.