"Thank you." Ying Han endured the pain and gave the female comrade a grateful smile.

"It's all as I should. Take this handkerchief and use it."

Deng Chen took Ying Han into the ambulance.

"It's okay, I'll hold your hand all the time and won't let you go." Deng Chen said as he gently helped her brush away the hair stuck to her cheeks. Looking at her pale face and the bloody wounds on her face, his eyes were filled with heartache.

Ying Han tried his best to hold back and not let himself shed a single tear.

Ying Han finally made it to the hospital, except for the wound on his forehead.

The injury on her face was more serious. She vaguely heard the doctor say: There will definitely be a scar on this face. It's such a large area and it will be difficult to recover.

Ying Han was given anesthesia and vaguely heard these words. Before he could ask about the situation, he fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was awakened by a burst of crying.

The moment she opened her eyes, she didn't see Deng Chen, but she saw her mother wiping tears by her bed.

"Mom." Ying Han called out vaguely, her cheek was pulled. She took a breath in pain and raised her hand to touch her face.

Her mother quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Don't touch it. The doctor said, try not to touch it and try not to show any expression."

"Mom, I..."

"Stop talking now. It must hurt. If there's anything uncomfortable, just gesture or write it down."

"I'll go call the doctor." Father Ying had only been away from me for a day, but his face was already untidy.

Ying Han looked at his parents' haggard appearance and knew that he had made them worried.

"You, I've told you so many times to be careful, be careful, and now something's happened. It was all thanks to Deng Chen yesterday. If it weren't for him, tell me, tell me... if you were gone, how would your dad and I survive?"

"Mom, don't cry, everything is fine now."

"What's good about you..." Ying's mother wiped her tears and said something indifferent, but she was afraid that her daughter would be sad after hearing it, so she didn't dare to say it.

Just then, Ying's father called a doctor to check her out.

"Everything is fine. Remember to keep your forehead and face away from water. Eat some liquid food for the next two days. Try not to make too many micro-expressions. Get enough rest. You will recover faster and suffer less. You will be able to be discharged before the New Year."

"Okay, doctor, we will definitely keep a good eye on her and try not to affect her mood by being around her." Ying's mother nodded repeatedly in response.

After Mr. Ying followed the doctor out, he didn't come back for a long time.

From yesterday until now, Ying Han still doesn't know how badly his face is injured.

He turned around and tugged at his mother's sleeve, trying not to open his mouth too wide or move his face, and all the words he spoke were in unison, "Mom, is there a mirror? I want to see it." Ying Han felt that one side of his face was a little swollen.

"There's no mirror in the hospital. Don't talk now and get some rest. I'll ask your dad to get some egg soup and ask the nurse for a tube. You can drink some first."

"Mom, where's Deng Chen?"

"He stayed by your side all night, holding your hand like that, not even closing his eyes. Your father and I tried to persuade him to go back, but he refused. It wasn't even morning yet, and he said there was something he had to take care of on the construction site, and he had no choice but to leave.

Hey, I heard his hand is recovering. Yesterday, for you, I don’t know how much strength he exerted, but he carried you to the hospital with both hands. I saw his hand shaking all night, and I dragged him to see a doctor, but he refused to go. Hanhan, it was Mom’s fault.

Ying Han knew this would happen. She and Deng Chen had agreed that Deng Chen would come to her house during the Chinese New Year. When her mother saw that his hand had recovered, there would be no reason for her to disagree with their relationship.

This time, Deng Chen's arm had to be restored to its original shape for him.

Ying's mother and father stayed with their daughter for the entire morning without saying a word. She wanted to see what her face looked like, but she couldn't.

Her parents wouldn't let her go anywhere except to the bathroom.

In the afternoon, Deng Chen came over with the big wooden lunch box she had prepared for him.

"Xiaochen, you haven't slept for a whole day. Look at your red eyes." Ying's father was smoking outside. When he saw him coming, he felt relieved and patted him on the shoulder.

"Uncle Ying, I took a nap this afternoon, but you and Auntie haven't rested for a whole day and night. You're old, you can't stay up like this. You and Auntie should go back and rest tonight. I'll stay with Hanhan tonight."

"No need, your aunt and I can just take turns. You're busy with work, so you should go back and have a good rest."

"Uncle Ying, Hanhan is like this, I won't feel at ease going home. You might as well let me stay with her. I will take good care of her."

Father Ying sighed and nodded.

Take him in with you.

Ying Han's eyes never left him since he came in.

Her parents wouldn't let her speak or show any expression, so she could only stare at him.

This time, Ying's mother felt both guilty and grateful to Deng Chen.

Now think about it, he has been helping her daughter ever since her daughter met him.

Last time, because of her daughter, her arm, which was already unable to move, was tormented again.

This time, she ignored her arm that had just recovered and took her daughter to the hospital. Last night, she ignored their presence and stayed with her daughter all night.

Last night, my daughter had a fever, and Deng Chen was the one who changed her water and applied a compress on her forehead over and over again.

With a man like this by her daughter's side, she has nothing to worry about.

Oh, I was too concerned about these external things before. She is a university professor, but she doesn't have this awareness at all.

Just thinking about it makes me so embarrassed that I can’t even raise my head.

Deng Chen suggested staying overnight, and the couple did not refuse. After watching their daughter drink some porridge.

After giving some instructions to Deng Chen, he left.

On the way, Ying's mother kept sighing.

Father Ying knew why, so he rode his bike in front and comforted him, "It will be fine, don't think too much."

"The doctor told us that our daughter will have a scar on her face and asked us to be prepared. But how can we be prepared? The child will be disfigured in the future.

They say that those who survive a great disaster will be blessed later. Our daughter first experienced great fortune, then suffered misfortune. This ill-gotten gains really cannot be accepted. You can see what is going on, right?

"It's all just a coincidence. Don't take it personally. Let's look for some cosmetic repair methods, even ointments or something. We can get some good medicine for our daughter and try to restore her as much as possible."

"Hanhan's skin is so fine, like a peeled egg, it's very noticeable with the slightest touch. Look at how swollen her face is now. She doesn't know it yet. If she knew, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

You are right, we have to find medicine for the child.

Also, can you investigate what happened last night? There were many witnesses. Let's find out who broke the rules and make sure to catch him and hold him accountable."