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.

about the procedures, however,

look good even if you can't restore your

it was not as

go

on for her child,

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

you just said there'll be 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

understand,” Irene said, holding 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,

should go home for a while

attend to after marriage, and freedom was nonexistent when they had a husband and children. They would always have to think for their family's

but not now," Irene said. “We just came—you're probably not used to this place,

certainly considerate for Lulu's sake, as if it was not until six days after Lulu was moved to Minerva

hours,