Chapter 270

Ling is still silent and quiet, as if immersed in her own world. Until the doctor wants to take out the album in her hand, she just seems to be suddenly back to her mind, holding the album tightly with her hands. "No!"

"Not to take it away, just to see the injury on your hand." Yi Jin said in a soft voice, "sister, give this to me, and let the doctor examine your hand, will you?"

This one elder sister, finally made her eyes turn to him, "ah... Jin." She murmured.

"It's me." He should. "Tell me, what happened?"

Her lips trembled, and the tears stopped in her eyes came out again, "burned, the album with my mother, burned."

Her voice choked, and every time her curled lashes fanned, they seemed to bring out more tears.

Yi Jin is shocked. This is a half burnt black book... Is this her photo album with her mother?

The time they lived together was enough for him to understand how important her mother was in her heart.

At this moment, the doctor can finally take the opportunity to check Ling's hands. After seeing it, he immediately begins to treat the burned area for Ling, clean the wound, and then bandage it.

The last bruise on the back of her hand was not good, but now it was the bruise. The fingertips of both hands were all wrapped in gauze.

But in this process, Ling is still silent, as if he does not feel pain. But the more she is like this, the more painful she is.

Yi Jinli takes out her handkerchief and wipes Ling's tears on her face. "Don't cry..."

her tears make her sad and he is helpless. Even if he can turn the clouds and rain in Shenzhen, but for her album and her mother's album, he can't make these recovery as before with any money.

At this time, all he can do is wipe away her tears...

"it's a bit scalded, but it's not serious, just his hands can't touch the water, and he needs to change the medicine every day." The doctor said.

"No sequelae?" Yi Jin asked.

"It's just skin injury, no nerve and muscle injury, but I'm afraid it will leave some scars." The doctor said.

Yi Jin can't help frowning.

After bandaging her hands, Ling still insists on holding the half burnt album in her arms again, just like holding her baby.

Yi Jin tightly pursed her thin lips, picked up Ling again, walked out of the emergency room and back to the car.

"Don't worry about scarring. When the wound on your hand is better, I'll find an expert to help you deal with it." He said.

She slowly raised her head, and her eyes fell on his face. There are still tears on her eyelashes, but her eyes seem to be gradually recovering the brightness. After a long time, she said, "sorry, I just lost my temper."

Tonight, when she was in pain, she took him as the former "ah Jin" and cried at him...

because it was too painful? That's why it's confusing?

"There's nothing you can't be sorry for. In front of me, you can always be reckless." He said.