The Face of a Celebrity

"Since my recovery is better than expected, is it alright if I check out today, Doctor Peng? I'm afraid I can't afford to stay in such a luxurious ward for long. This country doesn't offer free healthcare, after all," Zhang Wuji said with a self-deprecating smile.

A night in a private ward at the hospital would probably cost more than accommodation at a five-star hotel.

"Haa… You're right, Little Zhang. Healthcare is very expensive in this country. However, you don't have to worry about the hospital bill. President Wu has already covered it in advance. Furthermore, you should be receiving handsome compensation for the accident. Will you still fret over this bit of money, Little Zhang?"

"No matter how much compensation I receive, it'll barely cover hospital bills if I suffer serious illness or catastrophic injuries. More importantly, I have too many little brothers and sisters to care for, so that much money won't last long at all."

Although Zhang Wuji mentioned his responsibilities to his family, he did not look burdened when he thought about the mischievous little brats.

"Eh? Star Entertainment doesn't pay their road managers well? What about your parents? Is your family facing financial difficulty, Little Zhang?"

Doctor Peng was interested in Zhang Wuji's situation—far more than he had expected.

Originally, he only treated Zhang Wuji with superficial friendliness and concern as a favor to President Wu's request. However, the young man's character was growing on him after their short interaction.

"Ah, you misunderstood me, Doctor Peng," Zhang Wuji smiled before calmly clarifying, "I'm an orphan without parents. The little brothers and sisters I mentioned are the other kids at the orphanage I grew up in."

"The financial situation there is not bad, but not great either. Since I am fortunate enough to land a decent job and become independent, I just want to repay the orphanage whenever I can for raising me with warmth and care," Zhang Wuji added.

Although he had awakened memories of his past life, it did not change the fact that he was indebted to the orphanage.

Repaying his debts of gratitude was his principle. More importantly, the people at the orphanage were like family to him. He couldn't abandon them, no matter the situation he was in.

"I see."

Doctor Peng had a look of understanding before looking at Zhang Wuji's facial appearance thoughtfully.

Suddenly, a bright idea struck him.

"In that case, why not pursue a higher-paying job? I can see that your face is actually pretty handsome, good enough to be a celebrity. Unfortunately, that hideous mole has robbed your face of all its charms. How about I have it removed for you?"

"Will your mole-removal service cost a lot, Doctor Peng?"

Zhang Wuji stared at the elderly doctor with doubt. He didn't understand why this old man of status was helping him more than necessary when they were practically strangers.

"Hohoho, this old man isn't involved in cosmetic treatments. But if I were to do it, you would be billed around $350 for the service normally. However, this sort of procedure is very simple. You can even do it yourself with an over-the-counter mole removal product. That stuff can sell for less than $40 depending on the quality and brand."

Zhang Wuji's lips twitched at the cost difference when he listened to Doctor Peng's information.

As expected, private healthcare services were blood-suckers.

"Ah, but don't you worry, Little Zhang. I won't charge you a penny. Since you plan to check out early, we can take the funds out of the two-week inpatient admission to pay for it. After all, it's inappropriate to return the refund to President Wu and even ruder to hand the money over to you. It would be quite disrespectful toward President Wu's good gesture."

"But removing the mole doesn't cost that much compared to two weeks of staying here, right?"

"That's true…"

Doctor Peng suddenly started studying Zhang Wuji's body. Noticing all his body hair and poor skin, he shook his head and sighed.

"Since that's the case, we'll just give you a complete makeover with the leftover funds. You need to learn how to groom yourself, Little Zhang. It's a waste of your good genetics, otherwise."

Having worked with idols from Star Entertainment on multiple occasions, Doctor Peng was confident in judgment.

Zhang Wuji was well-spoken, filial, driven, and possessed a natural charisma that drew people in. If he removed his ugly mole and took better care of his looks, he had the potential to become a celebrity.

In any case, he had already attracted some fame from the concert accident. The netizens have been blowing up the news since last night.

"This… then, I'll just follow your arrangement, Doctor Peng," Zhang Wuji agreed, seeing no reason to refuse.

"Just call me Grandpa Peng."

"Alright, Grandpa Peng."

In truth, Zhang Wuji was also unsatisfied with his current appearance. In comparison to his past life, he was an ugly duckling.

Three days later, Zhang Wuji left Shenxing First Hospital in a formal black suit, fully recovered.

The Great Emptiness Sutra was a soul-forging cultivation technique, but it seemed to have some supernatural effects on the body. Although Zhang Wuji failed to make progress, he slept very well after practicing it.

More importantly, he felt like he had shed an ugly shell of his former self.

The ugly mole on his left cheek was easily removed with a single mole-removal pen, and his hairy body was also gone due to laser treatment.

Zhang Wuji didn't expect to feel this good simply because he looked better. It certainly boosted his confidence and energy.

Bzzt!

His broken phone suddenly vibrated due to a bank notification.

The compensation money had most likely been transferred into his account directly. Unfortunately, he couldn't check the balance due to the black screen.

"Although I was given two weeks off work, I should return sooner…" Zhang Wuji considered.

However, considering his phone screen was broken, and his hair was also slightly long, he decided to visit the shopping mall first.

'Might as well get a haircut to complete the look while I am it,' Zhang Wuji thought.

To be honest, he was dying to use the Internet. He wanted to research more about the world and research medicinal plants on the market.

Although the peaceful world seemed like a dream compared to the constant danger of his previous life, Zhang Wuji couldn't be satisfied with living a short, ordinary mortal life.

Since he was given a second chance at life, he had to live an extraordinary, long life.