Chapter 482 (1/2)

Love of beauty is a woman's nature. A girl of sixteen or seventeen is the best age for her bud to bloom. Anyone who is ruined will be worse than dead.

Tang Yixiao from the accident to now can not cry is extremely calm performance, no one will blame her mood is not good.

With this kind of silent attitude, she closed herself and tried to escape everything in reality.

But in the face of song ye, she can't help but silence, and can't accept the other party's humble apology.

So she opened a pair of eyes under the gauze, hoarse voice, said: ”don't apologize, it's not your fault, I don't blame you.” She was ready to face the emotion, but she still couldn't stop choking at the moment of opening her mouth. Tears fell from her eyes and wet the wound. The more nerves twitched on her face, the more she held song Ye's hand, the harder she tried.

”But song ye, I destroyed, I dare not look at myself, I do not regret saving grandma, do not blame anyone, but I am afraid, what should I do in the future?” Tang Yi laughs and cries, the whole face is wrinkled together, the throat choked by the smoke is like a saw sawing wood, with a sense of disintegration.

The girl's helplessness and panic at this moment is full of despair. She does not dare to imagine the future road if she hopes to die in the fire.

”After that, and I, smile, I will cure you.” Song ye took a tissue to plug her eyes, and tightly held the girl's thin hand. She earnestly and incomparably guaranteed, ”I will mobilize all the resources of medicine and stone to repair your skin for you. If not, I will send you to go abroad for skin grafting, but you have to promise me that no matter how hard it is to treat the past, you can't give up.”

She knows that sometimes it's not the skin that burns are hard to cure, but the inferiority complex and the psychology of wanting to give up.

Fortunately, Tang Yixiao has tenacity in her bones. She looks at Song ye, as if she has gained courage from the youth in front of her. She places her head heavily, ”OK, I will not give up. No matter how hard it is, I will stick to it.”

Later, people cry tired, fell asleep, song Ye left the ward, a look up to see not grandma Tang, but Xu Zihang.

He is also a sleepless eye, with obvious red blood under his eyes. Looking at Song ye, he is eager to speak, and finally asks, ”how is she doing?”

”Asleep.” Song Ye nodded. Seeing his hesitation, he felt that it was necessary to wake him up. ”Zihang, you should think clearly about what you want. If you don't understand, this door is not suitable for you.”

At this time, Tang Yixiao is not so strong in his heart to bear Xu Zihang's hesitation and uncertainty.

Song Ye yuan didn't want to meddle in other people's emotional affairs, but it had something to do with herself.

In her opinion, what Xu Zihang likes is the shadow of her who is indomitable on the battlefield, and his concern for Tang Yixiao is the reality that is integrated into life.

Otherwise, just now he would not be thinking of Tang Yixiao, and did not notice her injury at all.

When the topic is over, song ye no longer talks about it. He turns around and goes to Yunhua's ward.

Compared with Tang Yixiao's burn, Yunhua's recovery looks much better. In addition to his pale face, he was already sitting at the head of the bed and fed by Yuan song.

Seeing song ye enter the door, she raised her hand and said, ”Xiao Ye, I heard your brother-in-law say that your shoulder is hurt. Are you better?”

Song Ye was stunned and closed the door. Then she sat down in front of the bed. Her sight swept her stomach carelessly. Her eyes darkened. ”It's OK. It has been dealt with. Are you better?”