The doctor gave Lottie a bunch of wound medicine, saying that it would help remove the scars after application.
Ralph and the doctor thanked him before taking Lottie away.
"I said it was fine, you had to be so nervous."
Lottie reached out and touched the gauze on her cheek and spoke helplessly.
Ralph took her by the hand and looked serious: "It's about you, how can I not be nervous."
Lottie was sweet at heart and suddenly wanted to be pampered, so she asked, "If the scar on my face really doesn't heal, will you dislike me?"
"Where do you say that."
Lottie: "If I were really disfigured, you wouldn't mind me?"
"Of course not."
Lottie raised an eyebrow and looked over at Ralph.
Ralph, however, locked eyes with her firmly, his demeanor unchanged.
Lottie even saw in his eyes how she looks today, her face was cleaned of blood and makeup, and at the moment she is only plain, with a piece of gauze taped to her left cheek, which just looks weird.
This kind of look, really can not talk about beauty.
But the way Ralph looked at himself did not change a bit, as he said, his love for her, will not be diminished by half.
Lottie was finally satisfied, a smile on her lips, and said, "So am I."
In the future, as long as Ralph still treats her like this, then no matter what Ralph becomes in the future, she will stay by his side and never change her mind.
The two looked at each other and said nothing, but it was as if they had said a lot.
And then with a silent smile, they held hands and went downstairs.
However, when they reached the entrance of the hospital, they heard a clutter of footsteps, followed by a large group of people blocking the entrance of the hospital.
Countless reporters poured in front of them, holding up microphones and handing them over, almost shoving them into Lottie's mouth.
Ralph looked aghast, pulled Lottie behind him, and called for his bodyguard.
They came over to the hospital this time, originally low-key, only brought two or three bodyguards, even though the tall and powerful, but also difficult to stop so many people.
What's more, these people are aggressive and not at all under control.
"Ms. Green, aren't you supposed to be filming on the set? Why did you suddenly run to the hospital, are you pregnant?"
"If you get pregnant, will you be able to continue filming 'The Twins' then? Will the cast be replaced?"
"Lottie, isn't it irresponsible for you to be able to run off to the hospital for a date with your lover while everyone else is honestly filming on the set?"
"Ms. Green, why did you come to the hospital, are you sick with something?"
"Lottie ......"
All sorts of questions were thrown at Lottie, slamming into her ears and causing a buzzing in her ears.
Although the questions are different, it's hard to hide the maliciousness of them all, all for the sake of the topic and the heat, malicious speculation, or trying to put some untrue label on Lottie.
It was all about trying to stomp her into the ground and not letting her get up.
Lottie doesn't know who leaked her whereabouts, but to her relief, word of her injury on the set did not get out, so it was possible to get rid of these people.
So she just put on the mask in a panic, covered by the mask, the gauze on her face was at least blocked.
Ralph's expression was unhappy, and he was not half impressed with the uninvited media. When he saw Lottie surrounded by several people, his face immediately sank.
"Who told you to come?" Ralph spoke up.
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