Super Magic Surgery System

The cooperation between the two nerve centers of the hospital was so low-key that it was a little shabby. After the short and simple ceremony, even though everything was done, the reporters did not report it. The few reporters who had appeared were all here to report on Ameera's arrival, so they had taken this video in passing.    

Of course, no reporter knew who the two girls in the wheelchair were. They were just ordinary patients. No one paid much attention to what happened to the cameras and cameras in their hands in the next few days.    

Chen Qun was still wearing the "cheap" suit that made him feel uncomfortable. He looked at Ameera, who was taking random shots with the expensive long-lens camera. Feeling a little worried, she couldn't help but glance at Chi Hong. Seeing that Female Bookworm wasn't paying attention at all, she then shifted her gaze to Wang Qiong, whose face was covered in a delicate mask. Her mouth moved a little, and then closed again.    

Wang Qiong's heart was as clear as crystal. She immediately understood Chen Qun's worry and whispered into his ear.    

"You can rest assured that Dr. Chen is worried that Miss Aimila will tell you everything about Fong Qiuyun." Miss Aimila paid a lot of attention to privacy. Even if she liked to post a few personal comments on the internet, it was limited to herself and her friends. She would not involve anyone else. Otherwise, Ms Xin has known her for more than a decade, and her picture has never appeared in class. "    

Chen Qun obviously knew the reason why he shut his mouth was because none of them had the right to interfere with the filming of Ameera's photos. Thus, he chose to shut it up obediently. Hearing Wang Qiong's words did not lessen the indistinct worry in her heart. She could only console herself.    

"In this cooperation, the hospital did not invite any reporters, but having Miss Aimila as a witness gives us face!"    

Wang Qiong glanced at him, "Do you still care about things like losing face? Sometimes, I even thought that you were seventy or eighty! "    

The two people who were arguing didn't notice anything at all.    

After Ameera finished taking the photos, she took a few photos from her digital camera and chose two photos that had the best angles and reflected Lillian's current situation and posted them on her personal home page.    

"My dear Lillian Harris, after two years of torture and perseverance, has finally overcome the pain and suffering and is once again among us in a new form, ready to return to the field. I wish her good results in the North America skating competition that was held at the end of this year! "    

After Ameera had typed a few lines, she flicked her hand and pressed the send button.    

The information immediately turned into a wave and spread to the whole world from all directions.    

In less than a second, the reporters holding cameras a few meters away, pretending to be interviewing Ameera for this small contract signing ceremony, all saw the message that popped up on their phones.    

After all, as their parents, Ameera's network IDs gave her special marks and attention. If Ameera sent a picture or a video, they would use their organization's huge network of contacts and search capabilities to determine exactly where Lili was, and then immediately follow up.    

When the few reporters saw this news, they immediately understood the reason why Ameera ran over here. They had even guessed that it was because Ameera was undergoing treatment. However, who is this Lillian, she seems to be a member of the junior group, someone who has the ability to participate in North America and Skating Competition, and is at least one of the top three selected by each prefecture.    

At least three reporters immediately searched for Lillian Harris, and in an instant a whole bunch of indexes popped up, including a lot of video material and various pictures.    

However, in the blink of an eye, the three reporters felt that something was amiss. Two years ago, Lillian, who had won the North America youth championship in floral skating, had a slightly different appearance from the girl sitting on a wheelchair.    

Even though her appearance had changed due to the fact that she was two years older, what had happened to the dimples on the face of the girl in the wheelchair?    

Well, young people these days like plastic surgery, that's understandable. Especially since Lillian's fame rose two years ago, her sweet appearance and lovely figure attracted many advertisers to sign contracts with her. However, in every photo of the advertisement, the beautiful girl that appeared was somewhat similar to the girl in front of him. However, anyone who took a glance would be able to tell that it was two different people.    

In the blink of an eye, the youngest reporter had noticed a detail.    

"Hey, look. On this message, Ameera used the word 'brand-new', doesn't this mean something was going on?"    

Another reporter, who was flipping through the pictures, raised his head and placed an extremely ugly picture in front of his colleagues.    

"I think this picture of Lillian's disfigured face after the accident is enough to explain everything! This picture was taken six months ago at the Mayo Center. Suppose the girl on the stage right now is Lillian Harris. Shall we go and check? "    

Three completely different photos were placed in the middle of several reporters and photographers. Everyone immediately realized that a miracle that could attract the attention of the entire world was already placed in front of them. Two years ago, Lillian, after the accident, now Lillian.    

Just from these three pictures alone, countless problems had already been revealed. What kind of operation could restore seventy to eighty percent of her original appearance to a completely disfigured girl?    

A few reporters saw the girl sitting on the wheelchair, who was talking to the two Asian girls with a smile on her face. They quickly walked over and asked.    

"May I ask if you are Miss Lillian Harris? "Just now, Miss Aimila sent a message saying that she wishes you the best in overcoming your pain and that you will be participating in the Flowerskating Competition in a month's time. Is that true?"    

"NO!" My name is Lillian Karin Harris, and the middle name is in memory of a young girl who died, Karin Ford, who donated her organs to me and six other young people and saved seven of us. Of course, thanks to Miss Aimila and the miraculous Chinese doctor she recommended, all of this couldn't become a reality! Of course, I also have to thank every health care worker in the Mayo Clinic for their hard work in helping me recover. "    

Lillian happily expressed her gratitude, which immediately made the few reporters' eyes shoot out rays of green light. The corners of their mouths were missing as they looked over in unison, ready to inquire further.    

"Sorry, I don't accept any interviews here!"    

"Sweetheart, I'm not telling you to rest easy these few days, don't talk too much, blink more. If you don't listen, I can let the doctor continue to wrap gauze around your head! "    

A middle-aged couple walked over. One of them stopped a reporter who was interviewing them, while the other scolded his daughter with a grumbling tone.    

The reporters immediately understood and left the area. If they continued to pester them, Miss Aimila's bodyguards would come over and chase them away. They were very clear on the strength of these bodyguards.    

Since he knew that the girl was Lillian, then the rest of the matters, even if they had to dig three feet under the Mayo Clinic, would definitely dig out this earth-shattering piece of news.