Chapter 553 - Would Her Hand Recover? (3) (2/2)

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.

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…”