Chapter 342 Rekindle Old Love?

Zong Beili?

Tong Huaer's small hand, which was holding the phone, tightened violently. Before he could think, he did not hang up the phone.

"Eh?" There was a blind tone on the phone, and Nanny Wu looked at it with some confusion.

"Who's calling?"

Zong Beili frowned.

"Young master Zong, it's... It's Miss Tong." Nanny Wu hesitated.

Tong Huaer's name was taboo in front of young master Zong these days, and none of them dared to mention it.

And since the accident, young master Zong has not come back. Today, I don't know why, so late zongshao will come here.

That woman's phone?!

Zong Beili frowned fiercely and shouted in a cold voice, "Why did she answer the call? In the future, whenever that woman calls, tell her to get out!"

You want to rekindle your relationship with him? Or do you want to find out about him?

She doesn't deserve it!

"Yes, young master Zong, I remember."

Nanny Wu bowed his head respectfully, not daring to ask any more questions.

Zongbei's handsome face was grim and frightening, and he strode towards the bedroom with his brows tightly clenched. After an earth-shattering knock on the door, everything returned to peace.

I just wanted to make a phone call to ask about Tangdou's recent situation, but I didn't expect to see Zong Beili go back. Is he still living there?

After thinking about it, Tong Huaer found herself ridiculous. The house belonged to Zong Beili, so he could live anywhere. What right did she have to question it?

But leaving Tangdou there was not a long-term thing. Tong Huaer sat on the bed with a frown. She needed to get Tangdou out, but now she was in trouble. What should she do about Tangdou?

The next day.

Tong Huaer sat on the sofa, looking down at her bandaged hands, her fingers pinching slowly.

"Are you in a daze again?" Luo came over and asked.

Lu Yan's incident did not become a barrier between them, but rather seemed to bring the relationship closer.

"No." Tong Huaer looked up and shook his head, "The back of his hand hurts a little."

"Hmm? Bring it over and let me have a look."

Xiao luo said.

Tong Huaer handed her hand over. Luo took it over and removed the dirty gauze from the back of her hand. The wound was exposed and Luo gasped.

"Huaer, do you... Do you hurt?"

The gauze on the outside was only dirty, but the bottom layer was covered with gauze and meat because her wound was ruptured and swollen!

Tong Huaer was in a bad condition these days, and Luo didn't dare to touch her injury, but she didn't expect her injury to be so serious!

"I'm fine."

Tong Huaer gritted his teeth and tugged at the corners of his lips, looking at the back of his hand with a complicated look in his eyes.

It seems that Zong Beili pinched her hand that day and crushed the skin and flesh that had already healed. She did not bring the medicine out. She did not manage the back of her hand in the past few days, so the situation worsened.

"What's so good! No, we're going to the hospital now!"

Luo said immediately.

"What?" Tong Huaer's eyes flashed with resistance, and she bit her lips and looked at Luo, "Elder sister Luo, I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital."

She was afraid to go to any place with too many people, to be recognized by others, to be pointed at again.

Luo, of course, knew this. He frowned at Tong Huaer and said, "Huaer, you can't go to the hospital now! Look at the severity of the wound. Don't you want your hands? Don't worry, I'll contact the doctor I know. Put on your mask and hat. We'll leave after we go to see the wound. No one will recognize you, okay?"

"All right then."

Tong Huaer gritted her teeth and nodded. She still didn't want to go to the hospital, but she couldn't let elder sister Luo down.

"I'll make a call."

Xiao luo said.

Half an hour later, Tong Huaer arrived at the hospital in Luo's car and looked at the people passing by outside. Her eyes were filled with a thick layer of defense.

"Don't be afraid." Luo smiled comfortingly at her.

"...

Tong Huaer nodded, put on his hat and mask, armed himself, pushed open the door and got out of the car.

She was afraid of contact with other people. Even if someone just looked at her casually, Tong Huaer would tremble. Luo was also fully armed, holding her arm and walking upstairs. Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the doctor's office.

"Look, I told you it wasn't that hard." Xiao luo said.

"...

Tong Huaer smiled reluctantly. Seeing the doctor come over, he turned around and sat down in his chair.

"Your wound is now seriously inflamed and infected. If you don't treat it properly, it might fester! And even if it's cured... Your hand will still be scarred. It won't be the same as before!"

The doctor frowned and said to Huaer tong after the examination.

"Is there no other way?" Xiao luo said.

Hands are a woman's second face. Who would like their hands to be scary and ferocious?

"Not yet. Now it's good to control the condition and not worsen. It's impossible to restore the skin to its original state!"

The doctor said.

"How can that be, she..." Luo said anxiously, trying to get the doctor to think of another way.

"It's okay." Tong Huaer's faint voice rang out. He did not dare to see the doctor. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Doctor, please treat me."

She thought that she might not be able to continue as a model. It didn't matter if her hands were beautiful or not. According to the doctor, as long as her condition did not worsen, it would be fine.

"Okay."

The doctor nodded and began to deal with the gauze that stuck to the meat for tong Huaer. Tong Huaer's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Luo frowned and looked at her sympathetically, but there was nothing he could do to help.

On the way back, Tong Huaer looked out of the window in a daze. Xiao luo looked at her and said, "Huaer, are you okay?"

"Hmm? Yes." Tong Huaer nodded and waved her hand that had been re-wrapped in gauze, "I'm fine."

Xiao luo frowned and said, "I haven't asked you yet. What happened to the wound on your hand? Why are you so badly injured?"

Tong Huaer was shocked and looked down at the white gauze on the back of his hand, "Nothing, it's all over."

It's all over.

The wounds Zong Beili left her, the guilt she felt for that man, were all gone.

"... Luo stopped the car and waited for the red light. He frowned and looked at her. Seeing that she refused to say anything, he did not ask any further questions.

"Miss Tong Jing, is your sister's story true? Did she ruin your feelings? What do you want to say about your sister's news this time?"

The voice of the interview suddenly rang around. Tong Huaer was shocked and looked out of the window. On a screen in front of her, tong jing's makeup was exquisite, and she was sad and energetic as she faced countless flashes of light.

"I appreciate everyone's concern for me. I thank the media for giving me justice. My sister, she... If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have lost my most precious love. She hurt me beyond words. My ex-boyfriend and I were about to get married, but then... I realized that it was all because of her..."