The Runaway Groom

"The patient's injuries are extensive," the doctor replied. "We need further examinations before surgery and plan the surgery accordingly.” It was certainly better to be safe than sorry.

"Thank you," Irene said.

“I'l do my best to treat her since I took her in as a patient.” The doctor smiled. “I'm a perfectionist—I don't know what she looked like before or whether I can restore her face to the way it was, but I'll definitely make her look good.”

Irene agreed—it was fine not to reconstruct Lulu's original appearance as long as the plastic surgery was a success.

After Lulu stayed at the hospital, it was medical examinations and planning the surgery over the next few days.

Plastic surgery was not Irene's speciality, but she was allowed to be present and judge the success rate of the surgery with her own knowledge.

After days of discussion, they planned over a dozen surgeries, both major and minor.

It was possible for changes too, and Irene understood that.

Lulu about the procedures,

agreeing to it, Irene tried to persuade her. “You'd look good even if you can't restore your original

Irene meant, and it was not as if

let's go

had already agreed to live on for her child, even if she had to do

her. "I'm staying here with you. You won't have to be afraid

over a dozen surgeries. That would take a while, and it's not as if I don't know a thing about medical procedures. I'm mentally prepared as well, so you don't have to

her hand. "And you don't have to worry about me—my mother will take care of my sons very well in my absence. On the other hand, I'm the only one who can keep you company,

for a while before coming back. You don't

to after marriage, and

used to this place, but I'll go back

six days after Lulu was moved to Minerva that Lulu

hours, but