Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

"...Is something wrong?" Han Yanran laughed in a low voice.

She looked at the gloomy weather outside the window and said, "Ai Xiaonuan, I won't be able to compare my beauty with you in the future, I'm going to admit defeat."

"What did you say?!"

As if suddenly stimulated, Ai Xiaonuan on the phone almost instantly raised her voice.

With disbelief and shock, the people on both ends of the phone fell silent at this moment.

Han Yanran stared blankly at the open window, the rain fell in, the strong wind blew the curtains in the air and kept flying, her chest seemed to be covered by a dark cloud, feeling oppressed and uncomfortable.

"You're serious, you're joking?" Han Yanran changed her tone, "I caught a cold and my throat became hoarse, and I slept for a long time, and when I woke up, I saw so many calls from you, so I kindly called you back one."

"..."

"Hung up, the sound will not come out."

Not knowing what else to cover up, she hung up the phone and smiled helplessly.

She couldn't even tell Ai Xiaonuan...

She stared at the screen of the phone, and suddenly made a manual operation, turned off the light on the screen, held the phone up little by little, and placed the black screen of the phone in front of her as a mirror.

Han Yanran's chest tightened.

She shouldn't have had any hope.

The shattered glass in memory pierced into one side of his cheek piece by piece.

Even if they were all taken out, the face would not be the same as before.

Her fingers trembled.

She knew that her face was terrible now, under the gauze covering most of her cheeks, her face was beyond recognition.

Otherwise, Ji Ziyang and Lin Fan wouldn't have that kind of expression, that kind of unbearable look in their eyes, she thought that she would never fall on her in this lifetime.

The dignified expressions that the doctors and nurses looked at her actually explained everything!
She couldn't help shivering, feeling suddenly terribly cold.

She must be dreaming!

It was just a dream. She had a car accident, and there may be memory problems.

What shards of glass scratched the face, and the shards stuck into the cheeks... all may be just hallucinations...

It's just an illusion!

Han Yanran looked at the face printed on the phone, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if her throat was tightly strangled, she was so hoarse and painful that she couldn't breathe.

……

In the afternoon!

The rain had stopped, but the dark clouds in the sky had not dissipated.

The air is stuffy and hot, even if there is a wind blowing in, it can't drive away the heat in the air.

Han Yanran sat stiffly on the bed, staring out of the window with hazy eyes without any focus, listening to the conversations of doctors and nurses.

Her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't answer a word for a long time.

"Miss Han?"

Without turning her face away, she moved her lips, "Doctor, how can my face be restored after plastic surgery?"

The sound fell, and the doctors and nurses in the ward fell silent for a moment.

A woman who was originally so gorgeous and eye-catching, now has such a face, no matter who sees it, I am afraid that anyone will sigh.

The attending doctor pushed the glasses on his face, the lines at the corners of his eyes revealed a seriousness, and he looked a little hesitant.

"tell her!"

Ji Ziyang walked in from the door, glanced at her, and dropped three words.

"Because there are too many wounds cut by the glass, some small wounds are okay. After cleaning up the glass fragments, if the recovery is good, basically there will be no big scars, but two of the scars are too deep...Maybe...Miss Han did it Be mentally prepared."