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.