President please help: lend me 3 minutes

An Xin would rather give up today's important appointment than to damage her appearance a little.

She knew the priorities, so she hurriedly said to the taxi driver, "Master, I won't go to Hongfu Building now, you should drive to the nearest hospital as soon as possible."

The pain on her face gradually deepened, and the doctor in the hospital checked for a long time, suggesting anti-inflammatory treatment, she nodded in agreement.

After hanging up the IV, she took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Young Master Wang, I'm really sorry, I have something to do, so I can't go to today's banquet..."

"It's okay, I understand that Miss An Xin is a busy person." Wang Shao exchanged greetings while winking with President Ji Da.

President Ji Da understands that his wife must have succeeded, but he will not show it in front of Young Master Wang.

"Young Master Wang, I'm going to the bathroom!" After entering, he immediately called his wife.

"Honey, how are you?"

"Husband, success will come soon!"

President Ji Da came out in a good mood after receiving the good news.

"Young Master Wang, I asked you to help me today. To express my gratitude for my treat, I will definitely let you have a good time."

"Brother Ji, that's enough, let's go!"

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Since An Xin was injured on her face, the wound was getting bigger and bigger, and the color was getting darker and darker. After a few days of treatment, there was no improvement, so she had to wear a mask to go in and out.

Every day, she was tortured both mentally and physically. She went to various hospitals, but the doctors were helpless.

She wondered what kind of medicinal liquid this is so powerful.

Thinking of the woman's mysterious smile when it was sprayed with the liquid medicine, I felt panic in my heart.

She felt aggrieved in her heart, why did God always favor each other.

This time, she was inexplicably tricked, but she didn't know what kind of amulet the other party made. How could there be no cure?

Since then, she couldn't eat well or sleep well every day, and the pain on her face gradually increased. She didn't dare to look in the mirror, and she was even more afraid of seeing acquaintances.

She has always been beautiful, and she attaches great importance to her appearance. She doesn't want to have a little blemish on her face, but everything is not based on her will.

One day, she plucked up the courage to take off her mask, saw the ghost-like woman in the glasses, and screamed in fright.

Is it true that the old appearance cannot be restored, and will I live with this face in the future?

She is not reconciled, since large and small hospitals can't cure her, she will look for folk remedies.

What makes her depressed is that those crappy doctors have all kinds of qualities. Some folk remedies not only fail to heal the wound, but also make the wound suppurate, and the surface of the skin smells bad.

This time not only hurt, but also caused more psychological burden, and she hated it to death.

She suddenly felt frightened, as if she was getting old soon, and her vitality was gradually disappearing from her body.

She already had a beautiful face, but she couldn't accept the fate of becoming an ugly monster, but she really didn't know what to do.

On this day, Ji Hongwei came to see her and saw that she was wearing a big mask.

"Anxin, you have a cold? Why are you still wearing a mask?"

An Xin suddenly remembered that the other party was the straw to save her life, and only he could help her.

"Godfather, please save me..." The pitiful tone and the tears rolling in his eyes made Ji Hongwei's heart skip a beat.

"Anxin, what can you say? What happened to your face?"

"Godfather, it's because of that woman, Mu Xinyu, that I became like this. Look at me, I'm neither human nor ghost."

After An Xin finished speaking, she took off her mask, only to see that her face was covered with large and small pieces of gauze, and the muscles under the gauze were like a pile of rotten meat.

"What did you do? Why didn't you go to see a doctor?" Ji Hongwei was terrified when he saw such a wound, and immediately thought of his wife lying in the hospital in a daze, and An Xin became like this again, how could it be such a coincidence.

An Xin told the story in detail, and also told about the situation where there was no way to seek medical treatment.

In the end, there was a scorching light in his eyes, as if the person facing him was Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, and he said in a begging tone: "Godfather, if you only ask her, that woman may help me..."

Ji Hongwei was terrified, why is it her again, is it a coincidence or fell into the other party's trick?Thinking of this, he not only shuddered.

An Xin in front of him, although he put on a big mask again, the scene just now was deeply in his eyes.

When he was with this woman back then, he was not only looking for a younger and more flexible body than his wife, but this familiar face surrendered under him, which made him feel proud in front of his ex-wife.

This small thought constituted his countless nostalgia, and he acted according to the other party's wishes.

But now everything has changed, that face is no longer there, maybe it will never return to its previous appearance, there is no need for him to be her servant anymore?

In modern society, as long as there are rich and beautiful women everywhere, his usual selfish mentality has undergone subtle changes.

Hearing her pleading, he murmured in his heart: The several things the two of them have done have already offended people to death, how can they beg for others in a low voice, this woman is really whimsical!

"Don't worry, what should I say now? I knew I would regret it today. If we don't count them, how can the other party deal with us..."

"Godfather, what we did back then was discussed between the two of us. I took it on behalf of others. You should bear these punishments. If you don't talk about it, I will find that woman myself and do what you said. I told the husband and wife about everything..." An Xin was really anxious, she said that she had to tie the bell to untie it, and only that woman could cure her illness.

Of course Ji Hongwei didn't want to expose his filthy thoughts in front of his own son and daughter-in-law, and he also wanted to maintain a minimum of face.

"An Xin, don't worry, I will help you talk, and ask her if she has an antidote..." He kept comforting him, but he hated me to death in his heart, it's so ugly that you didn't die and dared to threaten me.

Hearing Ji Hongwei's agreement, An Xin seemed to have hope, and happily gave the old man a wink, and said with deep meaning: "Godfather, I know you love me the most, so let's stay here at night, I guarantee you will be comfortable... ..."

In front of Ji Hongwei was An Xin's ugly face just now, goose bumps all over his body, he waved his hands hastily: "An Xin, I see you look sad, I'd better take the time to ask, let's talk about getting your illness cured as soon as possible, and enjoy it later..."

An Xin shed a few tears of gratitude, and sent Ji Hongwei away with gratitude: "I know that my godfather loves me the most, so I will wait for your news."

The next day, she hurriedly called Ji Hongwei: "Godfather, how are things going?"

"Anxin, your woman has gone out and is not at home, I will ask when I come back in a few days..."

In desperation, An Xin continued to look for folk remedies, and finally stabilized the festering surface of the wound with plant ash.

Seeing the scars on her face felt sad, An Xin had no choice but to keep calling Ji Hongwei: "Godfather, how are things going?"

"Anxin, I asked, but she didn't have an antidote..." The tone was obviously impatient, as if she was busy with some important matter.

An Xin suddenly understood that not only would the matter she asked never come to fruition, Ji Hongwei himself would also disappear without a trace.

The other party disliked her and found another new love.