Chapter 72

Book:Reborn, I Feel So Great Published:2024-5-31

atasha’s POV
The sound of an ambulance came from the door.
After a short while, Winson was held out. His face turned pale and he looked in a bad condition.
Wendy, on the other hand, kept screaming.
When passing by the door, Winson turned his head and looked at me in the dining room.
Selina, who was crying beside Winson, also turned her head to look in the direction of his gaze.
Her son has suffered so much to save me.
The ambulance went far away. Nicola looked at me and asked, “don’t you go to have a look?”
Natasha said coldly, “No.”
The two left the restaurant. Nicola was worried about me, so she sent the SkyDrive home.
I insisted on leaving alone.
In the hospital, the situation of Winson and Wendy was not optimistic.
The skin on Winson’s shoulder and back was a level two deep scald. After the wound was cleaned up, the doctor said that it was difficult to recover because the injured face was too big, so it was suggested to have a skin transplant.
Although the water splashed on Wendy’s face was not so hot, it also caused a lot of damage to Wendy’s face.
Elsa was freaked out when she saw Wendy’s face in the ward.
The anesthetic effect on Wendy’s body had disappeared, and her face was as painful as if it had been torn apart.
She cried for help.
After learning what had happened today from Emily, Elsa regretted and shed tears.
She didn’t expect that she would spoil Wendy so much.
Now Wendy made a big mistake. Her face was and her reputation was ruined. No one could help her.
In the evening, I will go downstairs to go home after I finish my work.
As soon as I came to the living room, I saw Sasha sitting there in a daze, with a troubled look on her face.
Natasha wondered why Sasha was so quiet today.
“What are you doing? Why are you pretending to be so deep? I thought I saw the wrong person.”
Sasha turned around and looked at her worriedly. “I just went to the hospital to see my brother.”
Sasha sighed, “I’ve heard what happened today. I’m going to plant skin for my brother.”
“Are you crazy? Do you know how low the success rate of the skin transplant is? He is not burned all over his body. Why did he use your skin? Why did he hurt one person and let two people feel pain?”
With a rare mature look on her face, Sasha said, “I know. I’ve inquired about it, but I still want to do so, because I don’t want you to… Let you…”
“You don’t know at all! Do you know how painful it is to cut the skin? Do you know the pain of thousands of ants biting the wound after the anesthetic disappeared? If you know it all, don’t say that again.”
Sasha was stunned
“I don’t know how much pain it will take to have the skin planted, so I’ll check it online. After that, don’t think too much. You’d better go home now. I’m also going back.”
I turned around and walked out.
Sasha stood up quickly and asked, “Natasha, are you angry?”
“How can I not be angry? I have never seen a person like you who is so good at trampling on yourself. ”
I pinched her arm
Sasha felt pain and covered his forehead. “Natasha, you really hit me.”
Natasha said in a sharp voice, “does it hurt? Just remember that I don’t owe him anything. ”
After Winson was injured and admitted to the hospital, he insisted on performing a skin transplant operation with his own skin. From the time he prepared for the operation to the time he was ready to leave the hospital, I had never been to the hospital once.
Everyone could see that Winson was in a bad mood.
He ignored everyone , didn’t say anything, nor did he cry out for pain.
Every day, he just lay on the bed and looked in the direction of the door
Even in the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of door opening. He could instantly open his eyes and look at the door.
However, the person he had been hoping for had never appeared.
He didn’t ask his family to come to see him the day he was discharged from the hospital.
After finishing the discharge formalities, Philip went out with him.
Winson’s pov
As soon as I walked out of the gate of the hospital, I saw a car parking at the west end of the yard. Natashsa got out.
I said to Philip in a low voice, “you can get in the car first.”
Philip left with the bags respectfully.
I walked quickly to her. “Natasha, you’re here.”
Raising her eyebrows indifferently, Natasha asked, “can’t I come to a public place?”
With a conspicuous smile on the corner of my mouth, I said, “Natasha, I’m almost recovered. I’ll leave the hospital today.”
Natasha sneered, “what does it have to do with me that you leave your yard? Stay away from me.”
After saying that, she bypassed me and was about to leave.
I grabbed her wrist.
Natasha was about to shake off her hand in disgust, but I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly.
Annoyed, Natasha pushed him away and said, “Winson, what are you doing? Let go of me right now.”
But holding her like this, even if she struggled and wanted to leave me, I still felt satisfied.
Natasha finally pushed him away and slapped me across the face.
I didn’t fight back or get angry. I just looked at her gently and said to her in a gentle voice, “Natasha, I finally understand the pain of cutting the skin.”
Natasha was furious, and the anger on her face naturally wouldn’t be restrained. “You told me this? Don’t ask for credit in front of me. I didn’t beg you to save me that day. You came to me voluntarily. You deserve it.”
I know she said that just to annoy herself.
But even so, his words still pierced my heart.
I reached out to hold Natashsa’s arm and said, “Natasha, I know exactly how much you hate me. So don’t say that to yourself. I know better than anyone else what kind of girl you are. I…”
“Winson,” Natashsa stepped back and dodged his hand. She interrupted him and said sharply, “save your face. Go back and look at yourself in the mirror. You are so disgusting now.”
After saying that, she gave him a cold glance, bypassed me and left.
Natasha’s POV
I walked quickly upstairs and checked the time.
It was not too late.
I found the ward number Bran told me and pushed the door open.
This is the first time I come to the hospital after the accident.
In the ward, the window was closed. It was noon on a sunny day, but the light was a little dim.
Wendy was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.
I turned on the light.
Suddenly, a light came. Wendy pulled the quilt directly to her face and screamed sharply, “turn off the light. I have told you that the light in this room is not allowed to be turned on. Turn it off, turn it off.”
Although she is fast, I can still clearly see Wendy’s face with gauze removed.
Just as Bran said, there were scars all over her body, white and red. She looked like a ghost.
I walked to the window and opened the curtain. The sunshine poured in in an instant.
Wendy was still roaring and repeated the two words “turn off the light” again and again.
I stepped forward and lifted the quilt away.
“You’re courting death…” Wendy roared and sat up. But when she saw my face, she suddenly shrank.
Wendy quickly curled up and looked at me in horror. She shook her head and said, “what do you want to do? Don’t hurt me. Don’t…”
I slowly walked forward and reached out my hand.
Wendy was so frightened that she immediately curled up and buried her face in her arms. She said in horror, “Natasha, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I really don’t dare to do that again.”
I pulled her hair and forced her to look at me.
With a pitiful look on my face, I said, “Tut, tut, sister, although you are not good-looking in the first place, you are even worse now.”
Wendy burst into tears.
I took out a cosmetic mirror from my bag and showed it to Wendy.
Wendy was forced to see what she was doing. She screamed, “ah… No! This is not me! This is not me! Fuck off! Fuck off!”
But I chuckled, “how could it be? Two cousins, look, isn’t this what you look like? Your face is so ugly and disgusting.”
Wendy closed her eyes tightly and said sadly, “no, don’t say it. It’s not me, it’s not!”
I raised my eyebrows and smiled.
Compared with her previous life, Villson’s and her family’s lives were nothing?
I got close to her ear and said, “guess what I’m doing here today?”
Wendy looked at her in horror. “I’m already like this. Can’t you let me go? Natasha, I promise I won’t appear in front of you again, okay?”
“But, in my opinion, you are not miserable enough now.”
Wendy paused and asked in a trembling voice, “what… What do you want?”
Footsteps came from the door of the ward. I turned around and smiled.
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