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Today was the discharge day for Lan Qingqing. To commemorate this occasion, she took a heavily filtered beauty selfie and posted it on her social media. She wanted everyone who knew her to see that she had become beautiful and glamorous. With her new artificial face, she was determined to marry into a wealthy family and elevate her status.
After posting, she hummed a little tune while applying anti-swelling ointment to her puffy eyelids. Turning to the nurse who had been attending to her for the past two months, she said, "You really should consider getting double eyelids for yourself. The doctors here have great skills! I’m still a bit swollen, but I just took some photos and I look absolutely stunning! Did you see my post? That nose, those big double eyelids—oh my, I admired myself for quite a while!"
Lan Qingqing blinked her eyes, having taped two thin strips over her eyelids, wondering when the swelling would completely subside. She had thought that the eyes would recover the fastest, but it turned out they were the slowest.
She began admiring her high nose bridge in the mirror, exclaiming, "Look at my nose! Doesn’t it just get better the more you look at it? Once your features become three-dimensional, you instantly look so much more refined!"
The more she spoke, the happier she became. "You really should get double eyelids! Nowadays, it’s not even considered surgery; it’s just a small incision to remove some fat in between. It’s so simple! And since you work here, you should lead by example and make yourself beautiful first!"
Lan Qingqing pulled out some foundation from the drawer and started applying makeup because Mo Kai Liang would be coming to pick her up in half an hour. In just two months of absence, he had bought a new car and made some money. The new car was a Porsche, chosen according to Lan Qingqing's preferences.
The nurse tidied up the syringe tray while quietly observing Lan Qingqing's back. When Lan Qingqing spoke to her, she responded half-heartedly. She had no intention of undergoing such extreme cosmetic procedures like Lan Qingqing; she didn’t think Lan Qingqing looked any better—in fact, she thought Lan Qingqing looked like a monster. Yet strangely enough, this monstrous face was what many women found appealing.
During her time caring for Lan Qingqing, she often worried about the baby in her belly. It seemed to grow bigger every day. After two surgeries, Lan Qingqing had nearly lost her life due to complications with the pregnancy. Yet miraculously, she survived and so did the baby; now both mother and child were doing well.
During the last check-up on Lan Qingqing, they could already determine the baby’s gender—it was a boy. Everything seemed fine on the surface, but their boss Du Guangwei had made some ambiguous remarks afterward that left her feeling uneasy. Her intuition told her there must be something wrong with Lan Qingqing's pregnancy; it could be serious or minor.
After finishing up, the nurse took the initiative to say goodbye to Lan Qingqing. "I’m leaving in two days. I don’t plan on getting any cosmetic procedures done myself either. I came here right after graduating from college, but this place isn’t what I expected."
Lan Qingqing turned around with a smile and asked, "What do you mean by 'not what you expected'?"
The nurse thought for a moment and replied, "I feel like this place amplifies many dark aspects of beauty standards. It seems like if you become beautiful, you can have everything you want. But isn’t wanting to be beautiful something personal? Yet all the advertisements suggest that women should beautify themselves for men."
Lan Qingqing laughed heartily. "You really are fresh out of college—so naive and innocent! But let me be blunt: your lack of experience has left you blind to the truth of this world; frankly speaking, it’s just foolishness. Cosmetic surgery is meant to make you beautiful so that your looks can attract resources and make men spend money on you. You’ve been taking care of me for two months now; did you see that guy named Mo Kai Liang? He buys me cars and gives me cash every time—always in large amounts! With a man supporting you like that, why are you still here working hard for others?"
Lan Qingqing pointed at her temple and continued, "In this line of work, relying on hard labor won’t get you far."
The nurse glanced at Lan Qingqing's belly and asked hesitantly about the baby inside.
Lan Qingqing shrugged nonchalantly. "It's not Mo Kai Liang's child; he doesn’t have what it takes to make me have his baby yet. This child is from my ex-boyfriend—we signed a contract stating that if I give birth to this child, he’ll give me three million cash. Three million! That’s enough for decades of living!"
The nurse felt confused by Lan Qingqing’s words; they completely surpassed her understanding and crossed her moral boundaries.
At first glance, Lan Qingqing’s proposition sounded enticing; however, upon deeper reflection, it felt more like making a deal with the devil.
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