Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Tan Jing felt a thump in her heart. What does it mean to keep her for so long, and how do you plan to use her? What's the strange pain on her face?!

There are so many questions, such as half of the insects and ants biting her viscera, the ominous premonition quickly diffuses, and suddenly it has the potential to engulf her whole person. Driven by the excessive sense of panic, the originally vague pain suddenly becomes very clear, and she even feels that her face is wrapped with numerous sharp blades, Gently move to the depth of the skin.

Her hands and feet were tightly bound. The feeling of not being able to move made her feel very insecure. She immediately struggled, regardless of what Beihua had just said.

Her face was wrapped with layers of gauze, and her eyes were only a little bit narrowed into a seam. In addition, in a hurry, a layer of secretions suddenly came out of her lacrimal gland, which made the originally unclear vision even more foggy. She couldn't really see it, and could only hear Gu Beihua's anxious cry in her ear.

"Hold on, hold on, don't let her touch her face! Where's the doctor? Call the doctor

Tan Jing couldn't remember how many hands she had reached over and pressed her arms and legs at the same time. She felt a sudden pain in her hands, and then her consciousness gradually blurred. Her mind was like a drip bottle on her head, passing away little by little.

For a long time after that, Tan Jing felt that she had never really woken up. Her consciousness has been in a fragmented state, as soon as she wakes up, she will be re injected with anesthetics, and her body has been relying on drops to support her life.

Half asleep and half awake, Tan Jing thought that there should be some nutrients mixed in the drops, otherwise she would have died long ago.

On the day the bandage was removed, Tan Jing was lifted by many hands and put on the chair. It's been a long time since she sat up. With the injection of a lot of anesthetic, her body has become dull and her bones are so soft that she can't rely on her own strength to sit up after several attempts. Finally, she was entangled by the rubber belt for several times before she reluctantly supported herself.

A doctor stood behind her and bit by bit untied the bandage on her face.

As the bandages and gauze spread around, Tan Jing began to see her face clearly.

For a moment, Tan Jing felt her heart almost stopped.

She silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tentatively blinked her eyes, and did not accept the reality until she looked at the face in the mirror and did the same action as herself.

It was also at that moment that the brain of the conservative anesthetic tea poison returned to the peak period of memory. In a flash of lightning, she suddenly understood what Gu Beihua's inexplicable words meant.

Now that face in the mirror is completely Qu Qingchen! If you don't look carefully, it's impossible to see that it's fake.

As soon as Tan Jing's throat stagnated, she was so frightened that she couldn't move. Her big muscles were paralyzed and she couldn't make any effort. Can only so helplessly look at, dare not blink, until the pupil around a burst of red blood.

Gu Beihua stood aside and looked at it carefully for a while, but he frowned, shook his head and said, "no, how do you do things?! I'm not paying you so much to fish in troubled waters with this man! "

After a pause, the blonde foreign doctor mumbled a few foreign languages, then carried Tan Jing to the cart and pushed her away.

This kind of thing was repeated about four or five times. Every time the doctor removed the bandage with full expectation, Gu Beihua's face would change from light joy to anger and disappointment. The most angry time, he even grabbed the needle tube and stabbed Tan Jing, but stopped when the needle nearly punctured her skin.

Tan Jing remembers that Gu Beihua's anger disappeared in an instant when he suddenly approached. Instead, a surge of sadness surged up. His slightly turbid eyes seemed to crush the whole autumn.

Over and over again, Tan Jing could vaguely feel that she had been pushed onto the operating table. All the axes, axes, knives and forks were on her face. By the end of the day, her upper nerve was almost paralyzed, and she could no longer feel the pain.

And I don't know how long the nightmare of repeated operations like this has lasted, and it has finally come to this day.

Tan Jing stares at the ceiling, without a ripple in her eyes, until she hears a squeak.

She thought sadly in her heart, why, do you want to do it again?