Ye Ling didn't say anything, but simply said, "Wanwan, I'm sleepy and want to take a nap."
"Okay." Xia Xiwan reached out and covered Ye Ling with a quilt, and then left.
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The ward was quiet, Ye Ling closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.
My body was very tired, I had no energy at all, and my flat lower abdomen even felt a little dull.
Ye Ling put her little hand on her belly, then slowly sat up, got out of bed, and walked out.
The air in the hospital was too oppressive, and she wanted to go out and breathe fresh air.
After going downstairs, Ye Ling came to a glass window and looked at herself in the mirror.
At this time, she was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. The hospital gown was very wide and made her shoulders frail. Her well-maintained black tea curly hair was casually scattered around her shoulders. There was a kind of fragile beauty lingering around her.
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Ye Ling's eyes fell on her little face. Her facial features were still surprisingly beautiful, but there was a thick layer of gauze on the right side of her face.
Ye Ling hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly raised her hand and removed the gauze on her face.
Her pupils shrank violently.
A long wound opened on the right side of her face. The wound had just been sutured, and it looked like an ugly caterpillar, which destroyed the beauty of her entire face.
Ye Ling raised her hand to touch her injured face, but her fingertips were trembling in mid-air and she could no longer move forward.
Women all love beauty, and this face is God’s special favor and love for her. However, this face was still ruined.
ah!
At this time, there was a scream. It turned out to be two children playing here. When they saw Ye Ling, they screamed in fright, "Ugly! Where did the ugly monster come from! Her face is really ugly!"
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The screams of the two children quickly attracted the attention of passers-by, and everyone gathered around, "What happened? Hey, isn't this Ye Ling, who hasn't been seen for a long time?"
As a superstar in the entertainment industry, Ye Ling was easily recognized by passers-by. Everyone gasped and stared at her injured right face.
"Oh my God, look at the right side of Ye Ling's face. What's wrong with her face?"
"Is she disfigured? She looks really ugly like this!"
"Hurry up and take out your phone to take pictures. The most beautiful red rose in the entertainment industry in the past has lost."
Passers-by rushed to take out their mobile phones and took pictures of Ye Ling.
Ye Ling has faced countless cameras and walked on many red carpets. She was calm and generous enough in front of these cameras, and even turned everyone upside down. But now these shots in front of her make her feel dazzling, strange, and scary.
She wants to leave here.
She wants to escape.
Ye Ling reached out to block the lens, then turned around and ran away.
But she ran too fast, and she accidentally tripped on something. Her foot stumbled, and she fell directly to the ground.
At this time, more and more passers-by were watching, and everyone was talking, both well-intentioned and unkind.
Ye Ling felt it was so noisy. Her ears were filled with these sounds. She wanted to hide, but she couldn't. She could only reach out and cover her ears hard.
She thought she had gone through the saddest moment in her life, but now she discovered that there was even more sadness after the saddest moment.
Ye Ling's life will be like this... timid and embarrassed.
At this time, a pair of shoes suddenly appeared in her lowered gaze. These shoes looked familiar. They were not shiny leather shoes, but the same style of hospital slippers as her feet. They were men's.