Fortunately, the emergency room door suddenly opened. A female doctor came out of it and greeted Du:

“The patient's family can visit. The others stay quiet. ”

Du couldn't help but feel the burn on his body and rushed in to see Wang Xiulan.

Wang Xiulan lay weakly, his head and feet were covered in gauze. It was like a mummy, so her eyes blinked for a moment, indicating that he was a living person.

Wang Xiulan's voice was weak and he couldn't even speak with his mouth open.

Ninghe looked at the record of the surgery and told Du Xiao about Wang Xiulan's condition:

“Your lover's burn area is a bit large and requires at least a year of recovery surgery. The other big problem is that her burn area is too large and may cause local skin damage. Including the face. ”

“What do you mean?” Du was a little unacceptable at the moment.

“It means disfigured, and her condition may never be cured. You have to prepare yourself in advance. ”

Wang Xiulan is unable to speak yet, tears have fallen.

The doctor is a cruel profession, and Ninghae hastily ordered: "Don't cry, your tears will wet the gauze and cause inflammation of your face. ”

Xiao Du quickly found a handkerchief and wiped the teardrops off Wang Xiulan's eyes:

“Soo-lan, let's not cry. When we argued, we said," Whatever we become in the future, it's broken, scrapped, ugly, we can't deny each other. "

It's not easy for us to be soldiers. Maybe if something happened, we could lose arms and legs. You've never disliked me. How could I dislike you?

I thought about it when I came to you. If I can't find you, I'll burn you in there with me. Now that we're all alive, it's a life to be saved. You can't think of anything else. What's the point of me living alone if you're not here? ”

He nodded satisfactorily and quietly withdrew from the ward.

Wang Xiulan has a large burn area, the wound is prone to inflammation, the condition is very unstable and needs the company and encouragement of loved ones.

She's in a situation where she doesn't have much will to make a living. Doo's words also sparked her the courage to live.

“If you like beauty, we'll get the best doctors for plastic surgery in the future. I hear the plastic surgery technique in Pickle Country is particularly good, and we'll do the whole face, just like changing people. Do whatever star you like then. But I still like what you are.

Xiulan, don't get me wrong, I don't dislike you, if you don't do plastic surgery, I would love to, I have judged you since childhood, whatever you look like in the future, is my Xiulan. ”

Wang Xiulan was unable to speak, his voice choked by fireworks, and he also had some burns. She can only blink at Doo Qiang, which is kind of an endorsement.

Duqiang finally let go of a suspended heart.

They both had burns, so they stayed in the infirmary just one bed each.

Lin Mu also came to see Wang Xiulan, and he was more relieved to know that he was okay.

Lin Mu went back to find Ninghe, hoping Ninghe could give Wang Xiulando some of her "special effects powder”.

The trees, afraid of peace, were not enough, and brought a bottle from home the next day.

“Your medicine is not necessarily useful for her face, where tissue cells are necrotic and difficult to regenerate. But she's young and should have about a dozen chances to recover. ”