One day later.

Ning Tao's hands gently rubbed on a face, and his special spiritual power washed and cleaned the skin and subcutaneous cells of the face like water.

It was, of course, Zhao Wushuang's face. It was the last treatment for her.

"Hmm..." A m.u.f.fled sound came from her small mouth, for no other reason than Ning Tao's "spiritual power SPA" made her extremely comfortable.

Ning Tao wore a serious expression on his face but had mixed feelings inside.

About 10 minutes later, he finished the treatment and removed his hand from Zhao Wushuang's face. "Miss Zhao, it's over."

Zhao Wushuang opened her eyes, and there was a longing to continue in them. "Er... It's over?"

Ning Tao smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, go wash up, but be careful. The new skin is still delicate."

"Got it," Zhao Wushuang responded, rolled out of bed, and trotted into the bathroom.

Ning Tao went to the door and opened it.

Fan Huaying hurried in and asked, "How's Wushuang?"

"She's in the bathroom," Ning Tao replied.

"Ahh—" Zhao Wushuang screamed in the bathroom.

This time Fan Huaying didn't get nervous. He laughed and said, "According to her scream, the result must be great."

Two minutes later Zhao Wushuang came out of the bathroom with a wet face. Her face was so smooth that no scars could be seen. Without scars, her beauty had magic that made one forget to breathe.

Fan Huaying's mouth fell open in surprise, though he had long guessed the result. "This is..." There was a pause of two seconds before he stated, "A miracle! It's a miracle! Tao, you're a miracle doctor of the present age!"

Ning Tao smiled faintly. He deserved such praise.

"Doctor Ning," Zhao Wushuang called with tears in her eyes.

Ning Tao nodded with a grin.

Zhao Wushuang rushed over, opened her arms and hugged Ning Tao.

Ning Tao froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

"Doctor Ning... Thank you," Zhao Wushuang cried in a broken voice, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ning Tao didn't move and answered awkwardly, "You're welcome. We're friends."

Zhao Wushuang stopped crying and let go of Ning Tao.

"I've got to go back," Ning Tao said. There was no longer his business, and he wanted to go back to the Sky Clinic to repair that inkstone. And he had something more important to do—to refine Primary Elixirs.

"Wait." Zhao Wushuang stopped Ning Tao, and then turned and walked over to the closet.

Ning Tao, knowing that she was going to get the money again, immediately said, "No, Miss Zhao. You paid me a lot of money last time."

"No, I'll keep my word. We're friends, and this is the fee for your treatment. They were two different things," Zhao Wushuang uttered as she walked.

When Ning Tao wanted to say something, Fan Huaying grabbed his hand, laughed, and said, "Tao, you can't go without a fee. Wushuang is right. Don't mix things about friends and payments."

"All right, I'll take it, but just a token payment," said Ning Tao.

He really didn't want to take it, because he thought Zhao Wushuang's last payment of two million was too much. However, Zhao Wushuang insisted on giving him money, making it inappropriate for him not to accept it. Then he thought that he would need a large sum of money to buy medicine in the future and that it would be good to have some money to go with him, so he decided to take her kindness.

Zhao Wushuang quickly returned with a check in her hands and presented it to Ning Tao.

She obviously had the check ready before.

Ning Tao glanced at the check in her hand—three followed by six zeros. He was taken aback. "It's... no, no. It's too much!"

Zhao Wushuang simply stuffed the cash check into his pants pocket and said, "If you don't take it, you don't consider me a friend."

Ning Tao reached for the cash check and said, "It's really too much. I said, just give me a token payment."

Zhao Wushuang put her hand on Ning Tao's and said, "Don't refuse anymore. Besides, I have a little favor to ask you, Doctor Ning."

"What can I do for you, Miss Zhao?" Since he couldn't refuse, Ning Tao gave up.

Zhao Wushuang pouted and said, "Why do you still call me Miss Zhao? It sounds distant. Call me Wushuang."

Ning Tao grinned and said, "Well, what can I do for you, Wushuang?"

"A friend sent me an invitation to a party. I haven't attended such an event for a long time. Could you accompany me?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"It's..." Ning Tao found it difficult to decide. He didn't want to go to the party, but he was too embarra.s.sed to say no to Zhao Wushuang.

"Tao, I'll be there too," Fan Huaying said. "You don't have to worry about being bored. We have a lot to talk about. Besides, I can take this chance to introduce you to some friends."

"Well, I'll go with you," Ning Tao agreed.

As night fell, a top-end Bentley Arnage arrived at Beidu Club.

Beidu Club was the top club in the city, and the richest men and the most famous movie stars in Beidu usually held parties here.

Ning Tao got out of the car and followed Zhao Wushuang and Fan Huaying into the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was full of guests, either big stars with lots of publicity or wealthy businessmen with high status. Although Ning Tao didn't pursue stars and paid little attention to entertainment news, he still recognized many stars and celebrities.

A number of people looked over at Zhao Wushuang.

Zhao Wushuang's face healed, but she still wore a large black mask and was recognized as soon as she appeared in the hall.

"Isn't that Zhao Wushuang? I can't believe she came too. Her face is ruined. I didn't expect she had the guts to come here," someone whispered.

"She would have been a superstar. I didn't expect that face to be ruined by the man. What a pity!" Someone sighed.

"It's because she is so beautiful but did not accept the unspoken rules of the s...o...b..z. Besides, she refused the man who she couldn't afford to offend."

"She should not have come at all. She is asking for humiliation? The man is here as well..."

Ning Tao heard these sounds and his curiosity was aroused. He had asked Zhao Wushuang who had ruined her face, but Zhao Wushuang didn't tell him. Now the murmuring voices mentioned the culprit, and he was also in the club. Then he glanced from face to face but got no more clues. After all, he had no idea who the culprit was.

At that moment, a young man with ear studs and blond-colored hair came to them, with all smiles and a goblet in his hand. "Oh, Wushuang? Have you just come back from South Korea?" he cried in a mocking surprised tone.

Zhao Wushuang was silent and did not reply.

Zhao Wushuang's silence, however, did not end the defiance of the man with ear studs. "But I believe that even the best cosmetic surgery hospitals in South Korea cannot restore your face," he continued, "do you want me to introduce you to one of the best cosmetic surgeons in Europe? We've worked together, after all."

Even the best-tempered people couldn't stand such sarcastic words.

"Chen Tiansheng, I ignored you and that's my politeness to you," Zhao Wushuang stated coldly. "Don't go too far."

Fan Huaying leaned into Ning Tao's ear and said, "Chen Tiansheng is a very famous young star right now. He had courted Wushuang before, but he was turned down. Now he's kicking Wushuang when she is down."

Ning Tao nodded to signal that he had heard. Since he rarely paid attention to show business, he had no impression on Chen Tiansheng whom Fan Huaying said to be famous.

"Zhao Wushuang, I go too far? Haha." Chen Tiansheng laughed in anger. "I don't mean anything. I just want to know how you have the courage to come here when you are disfigured? Are you looking for a role as a masked sword woman? Hehe hehe."

Much attention was focused on Zhao Wushuang's face. Some people gloated, some insensitive. Show business was a ruthless circle. There were many women who had previously been inferior to Zhao Wushuang, and many men who had been rejected for taking advantage of her or for making money from her. How could they possibly sympathize with her?

Zhao Wushuang raised her hand and slowly took off her mask under the gleeful, cold and insensitive gaze.

A stunning face that made the others couldn't tear the eyes away from was exposed to the air. In the light of the lamp, her face was white and delicate, without any scars. Her eyes with slight blue were beautiful and bright, containing the courage and self-confidence of nirvana.

The moment Zhao Wushuang took the mask off, the entire banquet hall fell silent. It was a strange silence.

"This..." Chen Tiansheng looked surprised. "How did your face heal?"

Zhao Wushuang sneered, "Sorry to disappoint you."

Chen Tiansheng's pretty face darkened.

"How is that possible? Reports said her face was completely destroyed and there was no chance of recovery."

"Yeah, her face looks like it's never been hurt."

"No wonder she had the courage to come here. She's going to announce that she's back."

A buzzing broke out in the banquet hall.

Then a young man came up to Zhao Wushuang from the crowd. He looked average, but his clothes and accessories were top of the line luxuries. In particular, the diamond-studded watch of Patek Philippe Big Bang on his wrist sold at an amazing price of more than 30 million!

The watch of more than 30 million was enough to indicate his ident.i.ty and status.

The appearance of the young man silenced the murmuring. Some of those who were not in his way unconsciously took a step or two back, for fear of offending him.

Fan Huaying leaned into Ning Tao's ear again and whispered, "He's Huai Kebing, the big cheese of Hua Country's show business. The Huai family in Beidu is one of the top families all over the country, with a.s.sets of tens of billions. Huai Kebing has absolute power in show business, and there's no actress he can't get. Any actress has to keep his company if he wants them. No one dares offend him."

"Is Huai Kebing the one who hurt Zhao Wushuang?" Ning Tao wondered.

Fan Huaying's next sentence told him the answer. "Except Wushuang. He's the one who ruined Wushuang's face. We didn't catch the criminal, but everyone knows it's him."

With that, Fan Huaying walked up from Ning Tao's side to Huai Kebing. "Young Master Huai, How do you do?" he greeted with all smiles.

Huai Kebing just gave Fan Huaying a slight nod without even looking at him. Then his eyes fell on Zhao Wushuang's face, as cold as a snake's.

Fan Huaying backed away.

The fact that he went up to greet Huai Kebing and took the opportunity to avoid was actually protecting himself.

Huai Kebing stopped in front of Zhao Wushuang and Ning Tao, and several men who apparently were bodyguards stopped behind him.

Zhao Wushuang immediately got nervous.

Sensing fear radiating from her, Ning Tao reached out and grabbed her hand. The moment he held her hand in his, a trace of spiritual power slipped into her body, bringing her relaxation and peace.

Zhao Wushuang calmed down in a flash.