trap rose

Chapter 145 Colleague seriously injured
This short sentence seemed to be able to break down all the defenses in Wen Mian's heart.

In an instant, Wen Mian took a breath of cold air, and his eyes were covered with a mist of water.

"doctor……"

Her voice was trembling, and her throat was tight.

"Is it really impossible to recover my legs?"

The doctor put down the medical record and looked at Wen Mian with eyes flashing again and again.

"You can't say that, but the words are to the point... It's very difficult to fully recover, and it's impossible to continue dancing."

After the words fell, Wen Mian grabbed the doctor's wrist.

Then my arms trembled for a long time.

"No, doctor, I beg you, heal my leg. I will still dance in the future. Apart from dancing... nothing else can make me happy. I am only myself when I dance."

The doctor pushed Wen Mian's hand away and spoke without any emotion.

But the moment Wen Mian cried, the doctor was a little moved.

"We will also try our best."

The doctor patted Wen Mian's hand while his eyes flashed.

"Don't worry, we will do our best to help you with treatment and find you the best experts abroad. But you know, this kind of thing is not 100% possible, so you have to be mentally prepared."

The doctor's words made Wen Mian feel disappointed.

But in the blink of an eye, Pei Zhiyao had already pushed the door open and entered.

The man watched for a while, but he could tell from Wen Mian's expression that she was probably worried about the injury to her right leg.

"What's wrong? I see you're in a bad mood. What's going on in your heart?"

As Pei Zhiyao gradually approached, the doctor wisely left the scene first.

In the huge ward, only Wen Mian and Pei Zhiyao were left looking at each other.

"My leg probably can't be cured."

"How is it possible? It takes a hundred days to break a muscle and a bone. It will heal after a while. Fractures will be fixed and dislocations will be put back together. It's not as difficult as you think."

Wen Mian's tone was serious, without any hesitation.

"I mean, I can't dance anymore."

Pei Zhiyao knew in his heart Wen Mian's dream.Now she says she can no longer dance, which must be a regret and a challenge for Wen Mian.

"do not worry."

Pei Zhiyao came closer and held Wen Mian's hand.

While encouraging the other party, the temperature in Wen Mian's palm is gradually increasing.

"I will help you find the best doctor and try my best to help you resume your dancing career in the future. No matter how old you are, I will not let you completely cut off this path."

Pei Zhiyao took Wen Mian's hand and slowly sat next to him.

Wen Mian didn't say anything, and after a while he expressed concern:
"What about the others?"

Pei Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't think too much.

Some people are in the same situation as Wen Mian.

Pei Zhiyao said it directly without hiding it.

"Most of the injured dancers have the same condition. Some have leg injuries, and some have just skin injuries. The most serious one is probably similar to you. He needs surgery and will have difficulty dancing in the future."

When the last words came out, Wen Mian, who was already gloomy, became even gloomier at this moment.

"yes……"

Pei Zhiyao patted her, but he really didn't know what to say other than comforting her.

"Yes, don't worry, I can definitely make you recover."

Meanwhile, in the next ward.

"Where's Wen Mian, tell her to get out of here! I'm injured now because of Wen Mian!"

The door of the ward was closed tightly, and Shang Meijuan's voice could not be heard for the time being.

Only the friends accompanying Shang Meijuan could hold Shang Meijuan's hand.

"Wen Mian is also injured and should still be resting in the ward."

Shang Meijuan sneered coldly, her eyes falling on her legs helplessly.

"Wen Mian deserves to be injured. It was just a normal performance. If Wen Mian hadn't had an accident in the middle, no one would have been injured. In the end, it's all Wen Mian's fault."

(End of this chapter)