It is a woman's nature to love beauty. A girl of sixteen or seventeen is the best age for her buds to bloom. Anyone whose face is disfigured will be worse off than dead.
Tang Yixiao has shown to be extremely calm from the time of the accident to the present without crying or making trouble, and no one would blame her for being in a bad mood.
She used this silent attitude to isolate herself in an attempt to escape from everything in reality.
But facing Song Ye, she had to remain silent, let alone accept the other party's humble apology.
So she opened her eyes under the gauze and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't apologize, it's not your fault. I don't blame you." The emotions she was ready to face could not be stopped the moment she opened her mouth. She choked with sobs, and tears rushed down from her eyes, moistening the wound. The more painful the throbbing nerves on her face became, the harder she held Song Ye's hand.
"But Song Ye, I'm ruined. I don't dare to look at myself. I don't regret saving grandma, and I don't blame anyone. But I'm afraid. What should I do in the future?" Tang Yixiao cried, his whole face wrinkled together, The throat that was choked by the thick smoke felt like a saw cutting wood, with a sense of disintegration.
The girl's helplessness and panic at this moment revealed despair. She didn't want to die in the fire, and she didn't dare to imagine how she would go in the future.
"In the future, if you still have me, smile and I will cure you." Song Ye stuffed the corners of her eyes with a tissue, held the girl's thin little hand tightly, and promised with great seriousness, "I will mobilize all the medicine and stone veins. I will use all my resources to repair your skin. If it doesn’t work, I will send you abroad for skin grafting, but you have to promise me that no matter how hard the treatment is, you can’t give up.”
She knows that sometimes the difficulty in treating burns is not the skin, but the low self-esteem and desire to give up.
Fortunately, Tang Yixiao had resilience in her bones. She looked at Song Ye, as if she had gained courage from the young man in front of her, and nodded her head heavily, "Okay, I won't give up. No matter how hard it is, I will persevere."
Later, when he was tired of crying and fell asleep, Song Ye left the ward. When he looked up, he saw not Grandma Tang, but Xu Zihang.
He was also awake, with obvious red bloodshot eyes. He looked at Song Ye and hesitated to speak, and finally asked: "How is she?"
"Asleep." Song Ye nodded. Seeing his hesitant look, he felt that there were some things that needed to wake him up. "Zihang, you should think carefully about what you want. If If you don't understand, you are not suitable to enter this door."
At this time, Tang Yixiao did not have such a strong heart to bear Xu Zihang's hesitation and uncertainty.
Song Ye originally didn't want to get involved in other people's emotional affairs, but the matter was related to herself, and she had to break it out.
In her opinion, what Xu Zihang likes is just the shadow of her who was indomitable on the battlefield, and his concern for Tang Yixiao is the reality that is integrated into life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so focused on Tang Yixiao just now that he didn't notice her injury at all.
The topic was over, Song Ye said no more, turned around and went to Yun Hua's ward.
Compared with Tang Yixiao's burns, Yun Hua's recovery seemed much better. Except for his face being a little pale, he was already sitting on the bedside and being fed by Yuan Song.
Seeing Song Ye entering the door, she raised her hand and greeted, "Xiaoye, I heard from your brother-in-law that your shoulder was injured, are you feeling better?"
Song Ye was startled, then closed the door and then sat in front of the bed. His gaze inadvertently swept over her stomach, and his eyes darkened, "It's okay. It's been dealt with. Are you feeling better?"
"Well, much better. When I woke up, I heard that you broke into the house by yourself and picked up a few of us. It was too dangerous." Yunhua took the initiative to hold her hand, but instead taught her a lesson first. Get lighter.
Yuan Song walked to the window and pretended to turn his head to look at the scenery outside, but the corners of his eyes felt a little sour.
It was clear that two hours ago, Yun Hua was still crying in his arms, but now she was so caring in front of Song Ye.
He didn't know what unforgettable things had happened between them before they could have emotions that were deeper than flesh and blood relatives.
"As long as you are fine, I will ask Kawako to find another house and decorate a new house for you." Song Ye smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes, gently talking to Yunhua about some trivial matters.
You say something to me, just like talking about ordinary things when you have nothing to do.
Just when Yuan Song thought the two of them were going to keep chatting, Song Ye suddenly reached out and gently placed his hand on Yun Hua's stomach, and asked softly, "Did it hurt when he left?"
Yun Hua suddenly looked a little dazed. She knew who Song Ye was talking about, and her heart suddenly felt pain like a needle pricking her. However, she quickly reacted, "It doesn't hurt, don't worry."
"Yes." Song Ye lowered his eyebrows and responded in a low voice, then stretched out his hands to wrap around Yunhua's waist, put his ear and face against her belly, closed his eyes, a little life once stayed here, "Discharged from hospital After that, I will ask someone to use medicinal stones to keep you healthy, my child, there will be more."
The little life will come back again.
Yun Hua suppressed the sourness in the corners of his eyes, and the muscles in the corners of his mouth trembled twice before he pulled out a not-so-good-looking smile, "Well, when you grow up, you and Mr. Qin will have a baby. Xiaoye, be obedient, I will It will be fine, don’t blame yourself.”
"Yeah." Song Ye let go of her, stood up and smiled at her, "Then let Brother Yuan take care of you first. I'll go handle some things and I'll be back soon."
Hearing that she was leaving, Yunhua subconsciously held her hand, "Xiaoye..."
Song Ye suppressed her struggle to get up and softened his voice, "It's okay, I'll be back soon."
Until Song Ye's figure had disappeared outside the door, Yun Hua was still looking in that direction, frowning tightly.
"What's wrong? Xiaoye is still a child. Don't take it to heart. We will still have children." Yuan Song came over and hugged her. He thought it was the topic of children just now that made Yunhua sad, and he felt sorry for her. Song Ye also complained a little.
"Yuan Song, I'm very panicked." Yunhua grabbed his arm with a backhand and used a lot of force. His eyes were still staring at the door, "I'm afraid Xiaoye will do something stupid. She just said I felt something was wrong when I came in, and I'm worried. Go and see her quickly, call her out, and don't let her go out."
At the end, Yun Hua's voice became more and more urgent, and the panic on his face became more and more obvious.
Yuan Song quickly comforted Yun Hua to prevent him from getting too excited. He also tried his best to recall the scene of the conversation between the two of them just now, and only then did he react belatedly.
No, something is very wrong.
Song Ye's reaction was too calm, so calm that it felt abnormal.
"No, she's going to take revenge."