Olvia repeatedly reminded herself of this, and with the allure of the food, she gradually calmed down and was able to face Vic more calmly. But just as she convinced herself, Vic touched her face!
Those are intimate gestures only lovers make! Could it be that Vic is after this old woman and that's why he invited her aboard?
What kind of fetish is this? To like an old woman who is widowed, has children, and is disfigured by scars on her face? This is hardly the handsome, outstanding, and strong young man we're talking about! Calling him a pervert wouldn't be an exaggeration!
But Vic's voice seemed to have a magical power, making her stop in her movement of tilting her head away from that gentle hand.
Perhaps it was Vic's voice that made her feel somewhat at ease, giving her a self-comforting excuse for certain thoughts deep in her heart. Olvia dared not look at Vic anymore, and she closed her eyes tightly.
The scarred side of her face was undetectable, but the half beneath Vic's palm was flushed red and burning hot. Vic looked at Olvia with some surprise; his ability hadn't even started working yet, and her face was already burning?
He never expected that a woman who had given birth would still be as shy as a young girl; he had no idea what Olvia was really thinking.
Olvia thought he was just a pervert with unusual fetishes, and she herself was somewhat addicted to the strange thrill. Vic didn't think much of it; everyone's personality and emotions are different. Instead, he focused entirely on using his abilities.
A few minutes passed, Olvia didn't know what Vic was planning. Was placing his hand on her face all he wanted to do? She was both anticipating Vic's next move and terrified that Vic would actually do something next.
She felt her face getting hotter and hotter, especially the side with the scar. It was burning, numb, and itchy. She wanted to scratch it, but when she thought that Vic was right in front of her and might still be looking at her face, she forced herself to stop. She was afraid that she would scratch out pus.
But her body trembled slightly from the effort of enduring it, and as someone who had been through it all, she was afraid that this might lead Vic to think of that kind of thing.
"It's ready!"
Half an hour later, Vic finally withdrew his hand after Olvia's intense patience. By then, Olvia was covered in sweat, the bloating in her stomach had disappeared, and her face was no longer so numb and itchy.
With her eyes closed, Olvia subconsciously raised her hand and lightly scratched her scarred cheek, then felt something being scratched off, like a small, thin piece of leather.
Then she touched smooth, supple skin. Olvia couldn't believe the sensation her fingers were making, thinking she had touched the wrong cheek.
She raised her other hand and touched the other side of her face. The same sensation came through, and Olvia felt a sense of unreality. Tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes. If this was a dream, she really didn't want to wake up!
"Is this real? Am I dreaming?"
Olvia said, trembling, as if talking to herself, or perhaps asking Vic. She already had a guess that Vic had touched her face earlier to treat the scars on her face.
This method was simply too unbelievable—healing that stubborn scar just by touching her face? She had boarded the ship with this hope, but she never imagined it would come true so quickly. Was this really just a dream?
Of course! If you don't believe me, open your eyes and look in the mirror!
Vic said with a smile, "Scars that are very difficult for others to remove are a piece of cake for me."
Burn scars are essentially skin tissue that has lost its structure, physiological function, and vitality; they are abnormal and incomplete tissue, and are also influenced by other factors.
Therefore, Vic only needs to remove those structurally damaged, inactive, and lifeless tissues, allowing normal skin cells to proliferate and replenish them.
All Vic needs to do is continuously give Olvia subconscious commands to divide her cells; it's really simple for Vic right now.
Vic even controlled the pigmentation to unify the color of her entire face, because the new skin would be whiter, making it look like a white patch compared to the rest of her face. Vic was a bit of a perfectionist, and he brought forward the color unification that would normally take a few days.
Although Olvia still couldn't believe it, she opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the object she had scratched off and which had fallen onto the deck.
She recognized what it was; it was a dark red scab that fell off after a wound healed. However, the scab on the ground was too big; it wasn't something that could be produced by an ordinary wound. The thin layer was as big as half of her palm.
It was very similar in shape to the scar on her face. She picked up the scab and rubbed it. It did feel like leather, just a bit hard.
Olvia was already nine-tenths convinced, tears streaming down her face. She excitedly looked up at Vic, only to see Vic pull out a bronze mirror from somewhere and hand it to her, just like the baking pan and seasonings he had pulled out from somewhere before—it was as if they came from nowhere!
Olvia took the bronze mirror and slowly turned it towards her face, seemingly afraid that the sensation she had just felt was an illusion, a dream.
As she looked directly at her face in the mirror, a face that was both strange and familiar slowly appeared in the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror that Vic gave her did not stretch or distort her face; it was very clear, and even the fine hairs on her face were clearly visible.
Looking at that face she hadn't seen in so long, her vision blurred. She couldn't see herself clearly in the mirror anymore. Perhaps the person in the mirror was crying, or perhaps the person in the mirror finally had the courage to look at her daughter who was struggling to survive alone!
Perhaps the person in the mirror will live a better and more wonderful life in the second half of her life, because she has a good captain, a powerful captain, and a captain with a sense of justice!
" Vic always does this kind of thing. He doesn't realize how charming he is at that moment, nor is he afraid of others falling in love with him!"
Wendy looked at Olvia, who was hugging the mirror and crying, and smiled bitterly. If she hadn't fallen for Barnett earlier, she would have fallen deeply in love with Vic when Vic took her to Drum Island for treatment. But because of Barnett, she transformed her love into something else.
"Exactly! He's always flirting with other women. I can see the way Olvia looks at him now. He's such a bad guy!"
Rebecca's words had a sour tone; although she knew Vic was saving people, she still felt uncomfortable.
Vic is too good at attracting women. His unintentional actions can make girls fall for him. She is really tired of it. She really wants to cut Vic's face, but when she thinks about what Vic has done, even if he has a scar on his face, it probably won't stop people from liking him!