Wen Chong looked at Fu Wenjing and said firmly, "It's best to cure it. Take a step back and say that even if it can't be cured, Jingjing is so beautiful, even if there are scars on her face, she is still beautiful, it doesn't matter."

Sinuo"

He is not comfortable enough. His cousin is worse than him

He's never seen such a comforting person

"Yes." He didn't expect that Lu Jiannong was still echoing.

Lu Jiannong looked at the closed operating room and whispered, "No matter what Jingjing becomes, she is the most beautiful beauty in my heart, not in my skin."

"Where is the person who cut the patient?" Gu Junzhu asked the director of the hospital who rushed over to say hello to him.

"The prisoner was taken away by the police." The dean replied respectfully.

"How did the prisoner be caught?" Gu Junzhu asked.

"There is a young man who acted bravely." The dean replied.

"Where are people who are brave enough to do justice?" Wen Chong asked.

The dean looked around and said, "It seems he's gone."

Wen Chong nodded and didn't say anything.

When Fu Wenjing is fine, he will go to find the brave man and thank him very much.

But now, what he cares most about is Fu Wenjing in the operating room.

The group waited outside the operating room for more than half an hour before Fu Wenjing was pushed out of the operating room.

"Sister" Fu Wencha came forward crying, staring at Fu Wenjing nervously, and asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is my sister doing, is she okay?"

The doctor took off his mask, "The wound on his shoulder is not serious, the wound is not deep, and healed after a few stitches after recuperation for a while. The more troublesome thing is on his face."

He looked at Fu Wenjing in embarrassment, afraid that it would hit Fu Wenjing, hesitating, not knowing whether he wanted to continue talking.

"Sister" Fu Wencha held Fu Wenjing's hand and cried bitterly.

The doctor didn't finish his words, but she already understood.

It must be that her sister's face is about to leave scars

For a young girl, this is too cruel

"It's okay, don't cry." Fu Wenjing's face was covered with gauze. The wound on her face made her speech unclear, but she still smiled hard and pinched Fu Wencha's hand. "I'm not dead or disabled. I'm very lucky. I'm fine, don't cry, it's going to get better."

Fu Wencha was afraid that she would be sad, so he tried to hold back her tears and nodded repeatedly, "Sister, you are right, you are not dead or disabled. You are already very lucky. Nowadays, with such advanced beauty technology, you will definitely get better."

"Well," Fu Wenjing raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Don't Xiao Yue have scars on her face, aren't she still so beautiful with pink makeup? It's okay, don't be sad."

"Yes, yes" Fu Wencha nodded vigorously.

The scars on Ling Yue’s face were left by the saplings.

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei have always been upset about it and have thought of many ways, hoping to help him cure it.

However, he had used countless good medicines, and there were still shallow scars on his face.

However, it did not affect Ling Yue's appearance at all.

Ling Yue is still so pink and beautiful, exquisite and handsome.

Ling Yue can, her sister can do it too

Fu Wencha was comforted by Fu Wenjing, and his heart no longer felt uncomfortable and shrank into a ball.

She helped the nurse push Fu Wenjing into the ward and served her.

Si Nuo's eyes kept chasing her.
Chapter completed!