Gradually, she stared at the shadowless lamp on her head, and her vision blurred as well. It seemed that Joe was still talking to her, but she couldn't hear it.
Until she opened her eyes again, almost half of her face was numb, wrong, even her mouth was also numb, she was unconscious, and she once thought that she had no mouth .
"Wake up?" Lu Yi was sitting beside her. It seemed that he had never left. His hair was greasy and his beard was not shaved. The whole person looked not so clean.
And he has always been clean, and he will also spotlessly clean himself, but this time it is sloppy like an uncle, Yan Huan wants to say something, but she can’t even open her mouth, She was asleep again, but she knew that he was still there, so she could sleep with confidence, and she could calmly look at the darkness in front of her, because she knew, he was, because she also knew, She will wake up.
The next day, when she woke up, the anesthetic had passed, it hurts, it really hurts, and it hurts more than she thought. Joe said that Guowei's wound was just on a nerve in her face. , So it hurts so much.
Yan Huan experienced many kinds of pains, even the knife stabbed into the back, she had experienced the pain when draining her blood, but she didn’t have the pain like this time, almost endless. Yes, with her sobriety, the more and more pain, the pain she endures every day is like this. In the end, even the painkiller is useless.
And she only knows now that the words Joe said were very painful at first, absolutely no scary meaning, and certainly not exaggerated, because it really hurts, or the kind of pain that is almost unbearable.
The more she hurts, the more Lu Yi followed the embarrassment. She was originally a middle-aged handsome uncle. There was a mellow smell all over her body. I want to come to the one that many women like because it will be very tasteful.
But gradually it really tasted, now it is not vicissitudes, but it is broken, just like the refugees from where, it is also a few days without bathing, has not washed the face, and the hair is all greasy that can be seen , Posted on the face indiscriminately, she had never seen Lu Yi so dirty, even in the debris flow in Anshi, he had not been so broken.
As far as Huan still hurts, she has been in pain for five days. Almost all of them can’t fall asleep. When they fall asleep, they will wake up with pain, pain, and sleep, and Joe has no way to deal with it. Because the wound is very close to the nerve, she will have this kind of pain as long as she breathes, and she can't stop breathing, so such pain is inevitable. Then give her a dose of painkillers, and finally wake her up with pain.
It was not until the sixth day that the pain eased.
On the seventh day, she can sleep well
Until the tenth day, she was finally able to eat something, and she almost didn't feel that kind of pain anymore. She thought that this was the end. In fact, it was the beginning. On the tenth day, she was pushed into the operating room again, and she She always gripped the bed sheet under her. When she released her hand, the bed sheet was almost always wrinkled by her. The palm of her hand was also full of cold sweat, and even the clothes on her body were soaked.
No one is not afraid of pain, especially the pain that has been experienced in that way, and I don’t want to experience it again after two times.
People are actually afraid of pain.
The second time was skin grafting. Yan Huan’s eyes were fixed somewhere, but Joe didn’t know what she was looking at.
Joe’s eyes were fixed on her from time to time, and Yan Huan knew that he might be laughing. Although she said that she couldn’t see, she was wearing a mask for more than half a year, which could be seen from his eyes, and she was really The feeling, Qiao's smile now, is like a devil's smile, and he is like an executioner, just scratched a knife across her face.
This kind of thing can't be done by ordinary people, but Joe is not an ordinary person, he is an ordinary person.
Confused, she felt that way again, it seemed that the world was spinning, and then the devil smiled grimly.
Until she opened her eyes again, not only the face hurts, but also the back pain. This time the anesthesia passed quickly, she didn’t want to move or breathe because the pain would bring It was the kind of pain that was almost intolerable.
Isn't the anesthetic finished, she asked the nurse on the side.
"It should have passed," the nurse said. "It passed more than an hour ago."
"It didn't seem to hurt last time," Yan Huan exhaled gently, and she thought that the anesthetic hadn't worked hard, so she just felt some tingling sensation, as long as she didn't move, it wouldn't hurt. Cold sweat.
"Relax," Joe came over again. He helped Yan Huan adjust the speed of the drip. "The first operation was because it was close to the nerve. This time, it was only for repair work, and it naturally didn't hurt."
Yan Huan was relieved when he heard this, not the pain of breathing.
She closed her eyes again and could clearly feel the pain from the body, but she was able to fall asleep, and after she fell asleep, she was no longer awakened by the pain.
She can bear this kind of pain.
She can bear such pain.
However, even with the kind of pain in her breath, she still came over.
The body is her own, and the pain is also hers, no one can bear for her.
When she woke up again, it was already night, and the pain on her face seemed to be much slower than it was at the beginning. Sometimes she might forget it if she didn’t want it. It turned out that her face was still Wrapped.
"Don't want to know about Lu Qin?"
After Lu Yi pulled the quilt for Yan Huan, she didn't hurt anymore.
At last, Lu Da homeless man could organize himself well. Finally, he changed back to Lu Da prosecutor.
"Don't you die?" Yan Huan's disgust for this name came from her heart.
"He can have a hundred kinds of death methods, but there is no difference, you need to perform it." Lu Yi put his hand on Yan Huan's cut hair, fingertips passed through her hairline, no The smoothness before was actually very dry. This year, she no longer even had the nutrition of her hair.
"He almost killed Xiaoguang," Yan Huan said lightly.
"Kill him, and then?" Lu Yi knew too well, "Do you kill Sun Yuhan again, kill those who you think are all dangerous?"
Yan Huan didn't speak anymore, because he was right, yes, kill, kill, all kill. Kill them all, kill them all.
"After killing them, do you kill yourself again?"
Yan Huan turned his face and was silent.
Because Lu Yi was right again, he really knew her.