"Si Yiyan, what are you doing?" Wen Xinya shouted in panic.
"If you don't listen, you will be punished." He still had the energy to drive fast. He felt that the strength he used on her was not strong enough, and he must work hard on her in the future.
"Hey, don't be a hooligan..."
"The voice is full of energy, the whole body is full of vitality, and the energy is excessive. It's just right that we can do something to use up the excess energy..."
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A private manor in Country M!
Xia Ruya was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a loose blue and white striped hospital gown, with a white bandage on her face that was wrapped tightly, leaving only her eyes, nostrils and mouth exposed.
It has been a while since she came to Country M. Mr. Z arranged for the world's top plastic surgeon to perform plastic surgery on her. During the car accident, Xia Ruya instinctively protected her face, so although 30% of her facial skin was damaged, it has healed much better compared to the burns on other parts of her body.
The operation went quite smoothly, but because her facial burns were severe, she may need a second plastic surgery. After the second surgery, she will need various facial retouching surgeries.
It will take at least half a year for her to be able to meet people with her new look.
Seventy percent of her body was covered with burns, including 30 percent common burns, 20 percent second-degree burns, and 20 percent third-degree burns. Because the burns were so severe, some muscle tissue was severely damaged, the cells were necrotic, and could no longer regenerate.
Mr. Z spent a lot of money to grow artificial skin for her, using the world's most advanced technology. This artificial skin can promote the growth of fibroblasts and capillaries in the burned skin and promote the healing of burned skin. However, it is completely impossible to restore her skin to its original appearance.
This made Xia Ruya very disappointed.
Xia Ruya sat by the window, gazing at the bright sunshine outside with fascination, feeling the warmth as the sunshine passed through the glass, through the thick bandages, and fell on her skin.
The person taking care of Xia Ruya has become another ordinary-looking but quite young nurse. She is now tidying up the room: "Miss Xia, your body has not fully recovered yet. The doctor has ordered that you cannot see the sun."
Xia Ruya doesn't like people mentioning her face, and she doesn't like people mentioning the word "plastic surgery" even more. As long as someone mentions it, she will lose her temper. The woman who usually looks gentle and delicate, when she loses her temper, she becomes hysterical and crazy, which is extremely terrifying. Before her, seven or eight nurses had been fired, driven away, or left on their own initiative because of fear.
Xia Ruya did not insist. She turned the wheels of her wheelchair away from the light, but unexpectedly she saw the magazine in the nurse's hand. Her pupils suddenly contracted, her eye sockets dilated, her breathing became rapid, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Give me the magazine in your hand." The commanding, sharp voice had a sense of exhaustion, faintly revealing a kind of suppressed madness.
Ever since she was burned in a car accident, her mood has been very unstable. She is irritable and likes to be alone. After arriving in Country M, she was busy with physical examinations, plastic surgery, and postoperative recuperation. She was almost isolated from the world and paid little attention to television, newspapers, and the Internet. She usually liked to read women's magazines, but now she has replaced them with books and magazines about burns, as well as diet and recuperation after burns.
She locked herself in a small, dark space.
The young nurse was startled and quickly handed her the magazine.
Xia Ruya took the magazine and found that she was not mistaken.
Wen Xinya was on the cover of the magazine. Even though she was halfway around the world and across the ocean, the information about that bitch Wen Xinya still appeared before her eyes.
She was wearing a small cheongsam with a silver-white watermarked lotus pattern, looking gorgeous and radiant. In her hand was a pure natural crystal trophy, a yellow crystal trophy, shining brightly, and it was crystal clear and translucent.
That is the championship trophy of the Milan Expo International Jewelry Design Competition.
Wen Xinya won the championship of Milan Expo International Jewelry Design Competition.
Although Xia Ruya's face was wrapped in bandages, and her emotions could not be seen, her violently trembling voice still exposed her intense emotions at the moment. The young nurse was so scared that her face turned pale: "Miss, is there anything wrong with this magazine?"
Xia Ruya was very excited and was eagerly flipping through the magazine in her hand. The main content of the magazine was about the Milan Expo International Jewelry Design Competition. Wen Xinya, as the champion of the competition, occupied a huge space in the magazine. The content of the magazine contained many flattering words about Wen Xinya, and even exaggeratedly compared Wen Xinya to the "Picasso of jewelry design", with unlimited future. The dazzling photos and stunning pictures burned Xia Ruya's eyes severely.
Xia Ruya was like a madman, tearing the scraps in her hands into pieces. Her sinister voice was like the hissing of a poisonous snake: "Wen Xinya is the "Picasso of jewelry design", then what am I? Ah... What am I?"
She covered her bandaged face with her hands. It was not that she didn't want to cry out loud, lose her temper, or throw things in excitement, but she didn't dare to do so because after the plastic surgery, any dramatic fluctuations in facial emotions were prohibited, otherwise it would lead to failure of the operation.
Looking at Wen Xinya's flawless face and her smooth and shiny skin, her heart was filled with jealousy and resentment. These were things she had originally, but were destroyed by Wen Xinya, and she became like this now, neither human nor ghost.
Why on earth could Wen Xinya ruin her, yet still be able to enjoy this kind of life so unscrupulously, surrounded by the stars, with bright lights and dazzling brilliance, accepting without any guilt, everyone's praise, admiration, adoration, love and envy, living such a carefree and glorious life
And she could only hide in a dark room, becoming a disgusting stinky rat, suffering from the pain of body burns, enduring mental torture, bearing the psychological devastation of facing plastic surgery, and suffering from the damage of plastic surgery skin grafts.
"Miss, are you okay?" the young nurse asked anxiously and timidly.
When she came to take care of Xia Ruya, Xia Ruya had already undergone plastic surgery. She was quiet all day long, and her body seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, gloomy and full of haze, which always made people feel scary.
At this moment, Xia Ruya was obviously quiet, but she could feel the crazy, violent, insane and terrible emotions in Xia Ruya, as if she was a blood-sucking beast about to be released. This feeling made her very uneasy.
Xia Ruya said in a cold voice: "Go and collect all the information about the Milan Expo International Jewelry Design Competition for me."