Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 909 Waiting For You To Come Back

Song Jingwan stopped in her tracks. She clenched her hands that were hanging by her side, and her sharp nails dug into her palms.

It was as if she could not feel the pain, and her eyes were cold. “Aiya, lower your voice. If anyone hears you again…”

The voice became softer and softer, and soon, Song Jingwan could not hear it anymore.

She pursed her lips.

Was that sympathy?

Yes, now anyone could sympathize with her!

“Have you changed the medicine? What did the doctor say?”

Song Wenchuan took the medicine and asked with concern.

No matter how disappointed he was with his sister in the past, now that he saw her face constantly shrinking, Song Wenchuan could no longer feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.

She was such a prideful girl. Ever since she was young, the thing she loved the most was to be noticed by others. Now that her face was ruined, Song Wenchuan had nightmares that Song Jingwan would take it too hard.

But he did not understand Song Jingwan well enough.

How could someone like her bear to die?

“What else could he say?” Song Jingwan laughed at herself, her tone calm. “He simply told me to recuperate, relax, and try not to commit suicide.”

Of course, she added the last sentence herself. How could a doctor say something like that to her.

It was just that, for her, it was more or less the same.

“Jingwan!”

Song Wenchuan pursed his lips. “I’ve already contacted the best plastic surgery hospitals overseas for you. Once you’ve recovered a little, we’ll go.”

“Is it still possible? With my face.”

Song Jingwan pursed her lips. “I don’t want to come to places like this again in the future. I don’t want to at all.”

After saying this, she strode away without looking back.

She didn’t care about those sympathetic gazes. She would recover, no matter the cost!

The news of Song Jingwan’s disfigurement couldn’t be hidden in the end.

Seeing that everyone was arguing non-stop, Song Jingwan directly posted a photo of her injury on Weibo. In the photo, the wound was stitched up ferociously, like a long centipede lying on her face.

Song Jingwan: “The photo might be a little scary, so I censored it. You will have to click into it to see it properly. If you’re scared, then don’t look at it. I’m fine. Thank you for you concern. I’ve contacted the best hospitals. Wait for my return. I’ll definitely be back!”

The photo looked white from the outside. Only when one clicked on it would they see the photo taken by Song Jingwan.

Her face was tilted to completely expose her wound to the camera. It was ferocious and dripping with blood.

This time, she immediately hit the hot searches.

Whether it was passersby or fans, all that was felt was heartache for Song Jingwan.

“Oh my god, I can feel the pain even through the screen! Such a beautiful girl with such a ruined face, how devastated must she be?”

“How I wish this wasn’t true. I’ve been arguing with others for the past few days. But now, I really can’t lie to myself anymore. My heart aches for Wanwan. I’m going to burst into tears! /crying /crying.”

“Waiting for your return.”

“No matter how long it takes, we will always be here waiting for you to come back.”

“Are the media satisfied now? How bad is the girl’s heart feeling? Do you have any conscience? You forced her to come out and respond directly. I’m so disgusted with some of the unscrupulous media now that I’m going to throw up.”

“No, My Wanwan is injured like this because of the military training, right? The university is still acting like a cowardly turtle. Isn’t a representative going to come out and say anything?”

“No, we have to get an explanation from the authorities!” I was a pure passerby, but now I’m a fan! I don’t know if it’s too late to like her now, but I’m willing to wait for her to come back. The plastic surgery industry is so developed now. Just rest and recuperate, everything will be fine.”