Aunt Yun put a hot towel on her head and said softly: "You have been sleeping for ten days and ten nights, and the wounds are scabbing. Don't laugh or touch the wounds. Girls have scars on their faces.
It doesn’t look good.”
Ning Yazhi touched her face and head, feeling the hard scabs on them, and smiled helplessly: "Aunt Yun, am I ugly now?"
Aunt Yun looked at the girl in front of her with distress. The scabs on her wounds were criss-crossed with black, purple and purple. Her hair was shaved, and there were also criss-crossed scabs. It looked shockingly ugly.
Fortunately, her skin is good, so she recovered very quickly, otherwise...
She said distressedly: "Don't worry, my husband has found the best surgeon for you, and he also asked me to come back to take care of you..."
Ning Yazhi's face suddenly turned pale.
Mr. Mu, Mu Chengfeng.
She remembered that before falling asleep, Mu Chengfeng was having sex with her fiercely. His body was clearly hit by bullets and he had lost a lot of blood. His face was so pale, so pale that he was almost dead and transparent.
She grabbed Aunt Yun's hand suddenly, making the scars on her pale face look even more terrifying: "What... happened to him?!"
Aunt Yun asked doubtfully: "Who?"
Ning Yazhi gritted her teeth and her body trembled inexplicably, "Mu, Yi, Chen."
Aunt Yun smiled: "Sir? He went to work, and he asked me to take good care of you."
He went to work? How could it be possible? She could clearly see that he was bleeding all the time that day.
Ning Yazhi let go of her hand and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Aunt Yun, I didn't mean to hurt you just now."
Aunt Yun smiled tolerantly: "It's okay. I'm very happy to see someone caring about you. In the past, we all thought that your husband was a ruthless and cold-blooded master. It seems that he cares about you very much."
Does he care about her?
There was a trace of bitterness in Ning Yazhi's eyes. She would not forget what happened before she fell into coma. He used that way to insult her to the fullest... Those extremely contemptuous eyes made her heart feel like blood even after she woke up.
pain.
Ning Yazhi asked: "Where is this?" She realized now that this was not the room in Mu Chengfeng's seaside castle at all. The room over there was very large and spacious, but here, it was obviously much smaller.
Aunt Yun smiled slightly: "This is the urban area. In order to give you a surprise, sir, he asked you to live here first. She and I have taken care of you together for the past ten days. She is also very worried about you."
Surprise? What is Mu Chengfeng doing?
"Xiaoya, are you awake?" came a familiar voice at the door.
"Mom?!" Tears welled up in Ning Yazhi's eyes. She looked at the woman at the door in disbelief. She was a thin and beautiful woman, wearing simple home clothes.
Aunt Yun smiled and walked out, letting mother and daughter talk properly.
Zhuo Qianshi walked over quickly, sat on the bed and held Ning Yazhi tightly in his arms. His voice was full of worry and anxiety: "What happened? Why are you so scarred? If the doctor hadn't told me
, it’s better for you to sleep than to wake up, mom really wants to die from anxiety.”
Ning Yazhi was in her mother's arms, smelling her mother's breath, tears welling up, and she cried silently in her arms. Zhuo Qianshi didn't ask her any more questions, and just gently brushed her back,
Let her cry out all her grievances.
Ning Yazhi has never cried so freely. She has always told herself to be strong, because she is alone. Even if she wants to cry, no one will feel sorry for her. Therefore, every time she encounters grievances, she is very strong.
After getting through it, Aunt Yun put a hot towel on her head and said softly: "You have been sleeping for ten days and ten nights, and the wounds are scabbing. Don't laugh or touch the wounds, girl."
It doesn’t look good if you have scars on your face.”
Ning Yazhi touched her face and head, feeling the hard scabs on them, and smiled helplessly: "Aunt Yun, am I ugly now?"
Aunt Yun looked at the girl in front of her with distress. The scabs on her wounds were criss-crossed with black, purple and purple. Her hair was shaved, and there were also criss-crossed scabs. It looked shockingly ugly.
Fortunately, her skin is good, so she recovered very quickly, otherwise...
She said distressedly: "Don't worry, my husband has found the best surgeon for you, and he also asked me to come back to take care of you..."
Ning Yazhi's face suddenly turned pale.
Mr. Mu, Mu Chengfeng.
She remembered that before falling asleep, Mu Chengfeng was having sex with her fiercely. His body was clearly hit by bullets and he had lost a lot of blood. His face was so pale, so pale that he was almost dead and transparent.
She grabbed Aunt Yun's hand suddenly, making the scars on her pale face look even more terrifying: "What... happened to him?!"
Aunt Yun asked doubtfully: "Who?"
Ning Yazhi gritted her teeth and her body trembled inexplicably, "Mu, Yi, Chen."
Aunt Yun smiled: "Sir? He went to work, and he asked me to take good care of you."
He went to work? How could it be possible? She could clearly see that he was bleeding all the time that day.
Ning Yazhi let go of her hand and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Aunt Yun, I didn't mean to hurt you just now."
Aunt Yun smiled tolerantly: "It's okay. I'm very happy to see someone caring about you. In the past, we all thought that your husband was a ruthless and cold-blooded master. It seems that he cares about you very much."
Does he care about her?
There was a trace of bitterness in Ning Yazhi's eyes. She would not forget what happened before she fell into coma. He used that way to insult her to the fullest... Those extremely contemptuous eyes made her heart feel like blood even after she woke up.
pain.
Ning Yazhi asked: "Where is this?" She realized now that this was not the room in Mu Chengfeng's seaside castle at all. The room over there was very large and spacious, but here, it was obviously much smaller.
Aunt Yun smiled slightly: "This is the urban area. In order to give you a surprise, sir, he asked you to live here first. She and I have taken care of you together for the past ten days. She is also very worried about you."
Surprise? What is Mu Chengfeng doing?
"Xiaoya, are you awake?" came a familiar voice at the door.
"Mom?!" Tears welled up in Ning Yazhi's eyes. She looked at the woman at the door in disbelief. She was a thin and beautiful woman, wearing simple home clothes.
Aunt Yun smiled and walked out, letting mother and daughter talk properly.
Zhuo Qianshi walked over quickly, sat on the bed and held Ning Yazhi tightly in his arms. His voice was full of worry and anxiety: "What happened? Why are you so scarred? If the doctor hadn't told me
, it’s better for you to sleep than to wake up, mom really wants to die from anxiety.”
Ning Yazhi was in her mother's arms, smelling her mother's breath, tears welling up, and she cried silently in her arms. Zhuo Qianshi didn't ask her any more questions, and just gently brushed her back,
Let her cry out all her grievances.
Ning Yazhi has never cried so freely. She has always told herself to be strong, because she is alone. Even if she wants to cry, no one will feel sorry for her. Therefore, every time she encounters grievances, she is very strong.