Song Jingwan's footsteps stopped, her hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched, and her sharp nails dug into her palms.
She seemed to feel no pain, her eyes were cold.
"Oh, please keep your voice down, before being heard..."
The voice became lower and lower, and soon Song Jingwan could no longer hear it.
She pulled her lips.
pity
Yes, anyone can sympathize with her now!
"Have you changed your medicine? What did the doctor say?"
Song Wenchuan took the medicine and asked with concern.
No matter how much disappointment he had with this younger sister, Song Wenchuan couldn't express any dissatisfaction anymore when he saw her face that was constantly clearing up.
She is such a proud girl, what she likes most since she was a child is to be paid attention to. Now that his face was ruined, Song Wenchuan would wake up suddenly even in his dreams, for fear that Song Jingwan would miss it.
It's just that he doesn't know Song Jingwan well enough.
How could someone like her be willing to die
"How else can I say it?" Song Jingwan laughed at herself, her tone was calm and unwavering, "It's nothing more than recuperating well, relaxing your mind, and don't think about committing suicide."
The latter sentence, of course, was added by herself, how could the doctor say such a thing to her.
But that's pretty much what it means.
"Jing Wan!"
Song Wenchuan pursed his lips, "I have already contacted the best plastic surgery hospital abroad for you, and we will go there when you recover."
"Is it still possible? My face."
Song Jingwan pursed her lips, "I don't want to come to this kind of place again, not at all."
After speaking, she strode away without looking back.
She doesn't care about those sympathetic looks, she will recover, at any cost!
The news of Song Jingwan's disfigurement was not concealed in the end.
Seeing that everyone was arguing endlessly, Song Jingwan directly posted a photo of her injury on Weibo. In the photo, the stitched wound was hideous, like a long centipede lying on her face.
Song Jingwan wanwan: The photos may be a bit scary, so I edited them and clicked on the photos to see them. If you are timid, don’t watch it anymore. I’m fine. Thank you for your concern. I’ve already contacted the best hospital. When I come back, I’ll be sure!
The photo looks white from the outside, and you can only see the photo taken by Song Jingwan when you click in and pull it down.
She turned her face sideways, fully exposing the wound to the camera, ferocious and dripping with blood.
This time, she went straight to the hot search.
Whether it is a passerby or a fan, there is only love for Song Jingwan.
[Oh my god, I feel pain even through the screen! How desperate is such a beautiful girl with her face ruined like this?]
[How I wish this wasn't true? I have been arguing with people for the past few days, until now, I really can't lie to myself anymore, my heart aches for Wanwan, I just burst into tears! ! crying loudly]
[Await your return]
[No matter how long, we will always be here waiting for you to come back]
[The media are satisfied now? What does it look like for a girl to feel uncomfortable in her heart? Do you have any conscience? Now you are forcing people to come out and respond positively. I am so disgusted with some unscrupulous media nowadays that I want to vomit.]
[No, my Wanwan is injured like this, is it because of military training? The school is still a shrinking turtle, so you don't plan to come out and say something?]
[No, we must ask the official to give an explanation! !]
[Pure passer-by, now a fan! I don't know if it's too late to like her now, but I'm willing to wait for you to come back. Now that the plastic surgery industry is so developed, you can rest assured that everything will be fine.]