"Miss Tang Xi!" Xu Ze walked over, "Miss Tang, is it really you?"
Xu Ze stared at Tang Xi's protruding abdomen in astonishment, "Miss Tang, you...."
Now, like a frightened bird, Tang Xi looked at Xu Ze, took a step back, her voice hoarse and trembling, "Assistant Xu... could you pretend that you never saw me."
Listening to Tang Xi's harsh and unpleasant voice, which completely did not seem to originate from her throat and was entirely different from her previous voice.
Xu Ze said, "Miss Tang Xi, do you have a cold?"
Tang Xi gave a bitter smile, over the past half year, she had adhered to daily acupuncture and rehabilitation training, and gradually she was able to vocalize again, but it was completely different from her previous voice, hoarse and harsh, like glass scraping sharply.
The doctor said, it was unlikely she would ever completely recover to her former condition...
