Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Just like many times before, several people dressed as nurses came in and carried her out, carried her to another room, put her down, and tied her to a chair with a tie, which made her lean to get out of the way.

From behind came a person, fingers touch her face, a little bit opened her face layer of white gauze.

Again, what's next? What about Gu Beihua? Would you drop things and stab her with a needle like before?

Tan Jing gave a sad smile at the bottom of her heart. She could not help complaining that he had hesitated last time. If the needle had been punctured into the main artery accurately, she would have died long ago. It would be better for her to suffer such a foreign crime here.

Even in the hard days before, Tan Jing never wanted to have plastic surgery.

Although she is a little vain, she has always been unscrupulous, but she has never been able to deal with this face. Now it's OK. The pain that I've always been most afraid of is completely suffered during this period of time.

Gu Beihua saw that the last bit of gauze also fell to the ground. She clearly saw Gu Beihua's fingers shaking, and the first half of the ashes of the cigarette between his fingers shaking and floating in the air.

Are you angry?

Tan Jing couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

Come on, kill me. Do it.

It seems that Gu Beihua can't believe the scene in front of him. As he approaches step by step, his cheek is only a few centimeters away from Tan Jing's eyes.

He looked at this face very seriously for a long time, and from top to bottom, he had a panoramic view of every detail. The anesthesia in her body was still in trouble. Tan Jing was so dazzled by his gaze that she couldn't move.

Then Gu Beihua suddenly pulled the corners of his lips, showing a very shallow smile, "let's go, it's time."

Go? Where are you going? What time is it?

Tan Jing is extremely frightened, but the more turbulent emotion than panic is the endless despair. Now, if only from the appearance, she has no difference with Qu Qingchen, except her figure is a little bit worse, but if she is not very familiar with people, she will never find such details.

At the beginning, after every operation, she would cry desperately, thinking that the big deal was to destroy the face. She would never become Qu Qingchen!

But later, after countless times of being tortured by anesthesia, she was forced to learn to behave well and accept all kinds of treatment mechanically. Although there was no obvious resistance, Tan Jing was very clear in her heart.

She is not stupid. After so many days of thinking, Gu Beihua's real intention has been figured out by her.

Gu Beihua took her out to a hotel suite. For Tan Jing, this is the first time that she has seen the outside world again in such a long time. No matter when she opened her eyes, all she could see before was white, which was going to drive her crazy.

Because she is too weak to stand up, she can only be placed in a wheelchair. When she goes out, she will be covered tightly. However, the elevator door of this hotel is too narrow, and the wheelchair can only be forced into most of it.

Gu Beihua's man was in a bit of trouble, "boss, or..."

"No Gu Beihua coldly interrupted what he had said before he could finish. He bent down and stretched out his two long arms to encircle Tan Jing in his arms.

As soon as Tan Jing's back was stiff, she almost subconsciously wanted to run away, but the word "help" was still stuck in her throat, so she felt that her body was slowly off the ground, and Gu Beihua humbly picked her up!