Chaoguang

Chapter 78 Mask
Sanada Ling received a courier from Tokyo on the evening of the second day, which was okay and efficient.

Mrs. Sanada took a look, "Did Ling buy something online?"

"Well, some cosmetics recommended by friends, buy and try."

This thing, used on the face, should also belong to the category of cosmetics.

Did you buy it online?Mrs. Sanada didn't say anything questionable, but she thought, let someone prepare some skin care products for girls in two days. I always feel uneasy about buying them from outside. Well, I have to add some scar removal products. .

In any case, girls can't leave scars on their faces.

Mrs. Sanada stared at Ling's face for a moment, her eyes pensive.

Sanada Ling's heart tightened when she saw this look, "Auntie, I still have homework to do, so I'm going upstairs first."

"Okay, pay attention to rest, don't stay up late."

"understood."

After returning to the house, Sanada Ling opened the box, looked at the contents inside, and touched it with her hands. It was amazing, they were almost exactly the same, and even the touch was very similar.

Staring at this thing, he tapped his fingertips on the table twice. Tomorrow will be the third day. After thinking about it, he put this thing in his schoolbag.

The next day.

When Sanada Ling was about to have lunch, she received a text message. As for the content of the text message, Sanada Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, took out a small bag from her schoolbag and prepared to go there, but was stopped by someone, it was Kirihara Chiya, " Ling, where are you going?"

"Go to the supermarket to buy some drinks, I'm thirsty."

"Oh, then bring me a bottle too, I want to drink soda."

"Okay, come back and bring you a bottle."

After leaving the door, Sanada Ling walked in the direction of the supermarket, but instead of going in, she continued to move forward.

The campus supermarket is located in the southwest of the school, walking forward, passing through a bush is the infirmary.

Sanada Ling stood quietly at the door of the infirmary for a moment, the content of the text message was to ask her to come here, she bent her fingers slightly, and knocked twice on the door panel.

"Come in."

Sanada Ling's eyes darkened slightly, because the voice was obviously a female voice. If she remembered correctly, there was only one doctor in the school infirmary, and it was a male doctor.

Push the door open and go in. Sitting behind the office is a woman with short hair, whose age is estimated to be 28-30 years old.

Eyebrows are firm, although the corners of the mouth are smiling, but it is too fake, the white coat does not fit well, both hands are placed on the table, the tiger's mouth of the right hand is compared with the left hand, and there are obvious calluses.

"Student, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Sanada Ling didn't speak, and stared at this person with clear eyes. Being looked at by such eyes, the smile on the corner of the female doctor's mouth froze on her face, and she unconsciously showed her aura of examining the prisoner.

Yes, she is a policeman, affiliated to the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department, and came here under the order of the head of the Hattori headquarters.

She was also the one who sent the text message, and the number was naturally given by the Headquarters of Hattori. She had heard about the case, and she had always thought that it was because her colleagues were exaggerating a bit that it was spread so badly.

After today's encounter, she finally understood what it means to not be judged by appearances.

She is a junior high school student, and she is still a little girl, she acts as if nothing happened when she stares at her with such stern eyes, but some cold sweat oozes from her forehead, you know, she has been in the bureau for so many years, there is no prisoner she can't interrogate of.

"OK, I admit defeat and introduce myself."

The woman took out her police badge from the inside of her pocket, and unfolded it, "Asami Nakaoka, a criminal police officer of the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department, has learned clinical knowledge systematically for missions, and is here today on the order of the head of the service department to change your medicine."

Sanada Ling: "Officer Nakaoka, good day."

"Well, good day to you too, go inside first, I'll take a look at your wound."

Sanada Ling walked into the inner room according to her words, and locked the door behind her, sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching her get ready.

Asami Nakaoka: "Wait a minute, I'll bring a glove, it will be soon."

Carefully tore off the tape on the four corners of the face, but the gauze did not fall off.

Asami Nakaoka gently lifted the gauze, and saw the coagulated dark brown blood on the inner layer. If the gauze wasn't thicker, the blood stains might have leaked out.

"The blood oozing from the wound has made the gauze stick together. I'll wet it with iodophor and take it off. It may hurt a bit, so bear with it."

Sanada Ling hummed, motioning for her to continue.

The cotton ball absorbed enough iodophor, held it with tweezers, slowly soaked the gauze on the face to make it soft, then picked up a corner of the gauze with tweezers, and carefully peeled it off.

Sanada Ling could even feel the sound of skin tearing.

Nakaoka Asami kept saying from the side, "Relax, relax, don't be nervous, breathe carefully, it will be fine soon, right now, hold on a little longer, that's all that's left."

When the gauze was completely removed from her face, Sanada Ling's face twitched slightly, feeling a little cool.

When Nakaoka Asami was about to continue disinfection, she was stopped by someone, "Is there a mirror? I want to see it."

Nakaoka Asami glanced at the hideous wound, which was particularly glaring on the little girl's white and tender face. After a moment of hesitation, she moved her body to the right, fully exposing Sanadaling's entire field of vision.

On the wall behind her, there was a square mirror, not very big, but enough for Sanada Ling to see clearly the person in the mirror.

Sanada Ling only glanced at it, then immediately retracted her gaze, her eyes were tightly closed, there was nothing else, she was so ugly that she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

As I said earlier, gunshot wounds are completely different from ordinary wounds. There is almost a finger-long scar running across the face. The edge of the wound is an obvious burn, and there are even some black scabs, like burnt flesh. , Because the gauze was just torn off, some places were bleeding, and the surrounding skin was dyed sallow and sallow by iodophor, which was horrible.

Nakaoka Asami saw Sanada Ling showing such an expression, moved back her body, blocked the mirror on the wall, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, the treatment hasn't started yet, the wound will heal after a while , Now that medical technology is so advanced, there will be no scars."

Sanada Ling was silent for a while, "Go ahead."

Seeing that her eyes were still closed, Nakaoka Asami said, "I know, it may hurt more later, I will take it lightly, if you can't bear it, just tell me, don't move."

Sanada Ling nodded.

Nakaoka Asami carefully disinfected the wound, wiped off the dried blood one by one, took out special surgical scissors, and carefully subtracted those black scabs. Only by removing these, fresh granulation tissue can grow faster get well.

Although Sanada Ling didn't make a sound, the two hands placed on the edge of the bed were clasping the bed board tightly, and the sheets were almost torn apart.

The forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slowly formed into a large drop and slowly slid down the temples.

The pain of the wound itself, the pain of the flesh being torn, mixed together, this feeling is too overwhelming.

When the wound was finally cleaned up, not only Nakaoka Asami breathed a sigh of relief, but Sanada Ling also breathed a sigh of relief.

After applying the anti-inflammatory powder, he was about to stick the gauze on, but was stopped again.

"please wait a while."

Sanada Ling moved her arm back and took the small bag she brought when she came.

Nakaoka Asami glanced strangely, "What is this?"

Sanada Ling didn't speak, took out a sealed box from the bag, opened it, and showed it in front of her.

Asami Nakaoka followed her movements with her eyes, watched the box open, and after seeing the whole picture of the contents clearly, her pupils shrank, and the small scissors in her hand fell unconsciously, making a crisp sound.

"You, this kind of thing, you...how did you get it?"

"Officer Nakaoka, please calm down."

Nakaoka Asami took a deep breath, suppressed the surprise in her heart, and couldn't help complaining, God, what kind of mission did she take.

She warned in a low voice, "What on earth are you trying to do? This thing shouldn't be in your hands."

Sanada Ling still didn't have a big expression, "There is nothing that should or should not be."

"I think Officer Nakaoka should know how to use this thing, because the situation is urgent and I have to use it."

"Of course, you can choose to report truthfully when you go back, or you can call and report now."

Asami Nakaoka stared at the middle school student's face, then at the contents of the box, gritted her teeth, took off her gloves, and went outside to make a phone call.

What the hell is this monster.

Five minutes later, Nakaoka Asami pushed the door in and locked it.

Sanada Ling: "It seems that I was right."

Asami Nakaoka gritted her teeth: "This thing is airtight, your wound will be infected, you don't want your face anymore?!"

"think."

Sanada Ling sighed: "If it wasn't necessary for the situation, I wouldn't do it."

"Officer Nakaoka, the lunch break is almost over. I haven't had lunch yet. If we don't go, let's start first. Sorry for the trouble."

Asami Nakaoka glared at her on the spot, is it a fucking question of whether to eat or not!

But I still picked up a new pair of gloves and put them on, took out the human skin mask in the box and disinfected it carefully, especially the parts that were in contact with the wound.

Yes, the human skin mask, Sanada Ling asked Kudo to make this thing, and also sat a fake wound on the corresponding position, just like a tree branch scratch.

Asami Nakaoka wiped off the sweat from her forehead with a clean gauze, the mask was attached in her hand, and followed the facial lines, sticking it on carefully bit by bit.

"All right."

Sanadaling opened her eyes, tilted her head, and saw that there was only a red mark on her face in the mirror, and it didn't feel strange to the touch, so it should be fine.

"It's quite realistic. Please, Police Officer Nakaoka, help me stick the gauze on."

Nakaoka Asami suppressed her anger and made the fake wound more realistic before sticking the gauze on it.

Sanada Ling turned her head around slightly and stood up, "By the way, Officer Nakaoka, do you have painkillers here? I'm in a little pain."

Nakaoka Asami: "Do you still know it hurts?"

She has never seen this kind of person before, at such a young age, but her eyes are full of desolation, her pitch-black eyes are so beautiful, but she can't see anything!
"Let me tell you, I'm not leaving today, I'm staying here, you have to come over at noon tomorrow, if you don't come, I'll call the Headquarters of Hattori!"

"Here you are!" He took out a board of white pills from the medicine box and threw them into her arms.

"Go quickly!"

"Oh."

Sanada Ling put the medicine in her pocket, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly called out, "Officer Nakaoka."

"What are you doing!"

Sanada Ling bowed slightly: "Thank you."

Close the door and leave.

Nakaoka Asami looked at the closed door, "Well, it's quite polite."

(End of this chapter)