Jiang Ci came in again soon. He glanced at Song Shaoyan and Ning An again.

"Why don't you look at him?" Jiang Ci saw her staring at the glass on the bedside table, "He has been lying on the bed for more than a week."

"What do you think of him?" Ning An looked up at Jiang Ci, "I've seen enough of him."

Jiang Ci: "..."

"Or why you take his mask off and let me see it." Ning An's eyes were filled with a stubborn light.

"The mask is his life. After he knew that he was disfigured, he even smashed the mirror at home." Jiang Ci said, "If I take it off, he will not be able to chop off my hand when he wakes up."

"He is not awake." Ning An looked down on him.

"..." Jiang Ci Wangtian, "Grandma, can you talk to him well? He has done this, why do you sprinkle salt on his wound? He cares a lot about his appearance. If you do this, you will hurt him."

"Are you only allowed him to hurt me, and you are not allowed to hurt him? Jiang Ci, do you know how much he hurt me five years ago? Since you don't understand, you are not qualified to say to me."

Jiang Ci: "..."

It's all the master, he can't afford to offend him.

"If you don't understand, he is a patient now. It's not good for you to bully a patient." Jiang Ci frowned.

"Didn't you say he's going to die?"

"It's not written on the medical record, I just got rescued."

"I'm going to die, but I'm still afraid of being watched?" Ning An looked at Jiang Ci without any fear. Jiang Ci and Song Shaoyan were also birds of a feather.

"Aren't you afraid of nightmares?"

"Knowing Song Shaoyan is my nightmare."

Jiang Ci: "..."

There was nothing to say in an instant.

Ning An turned her head and looked at Song Shaoyan's silver-white mask. The mask shone with a cold luster in the light, without any temperature.

The water in the drip was still falling down "tick" and "tick", and the ward was silent.

Jiang Ci put his hands in his pockets of casual pants and looked at Ning An calmly.

Just look at it, just don't be scared.

He has prescribed medicine for Song Shaoyan in recent years, but he doesn't know if Song Shaoyan is useful. If he has been using it, his appearance will be more or less recovered.

Ning An reached out to Song Shaoyan's mask.

"Ning'an, when I first saw him, he was covered in blood and had many fragments on his legs. Many workers who went to the mines died before they could be sent to the hospital, but he was still alive. My teacher said that he had a strong will to survive and had a good self-rescue ability. This is why he survived." Jiang Ci's voice rang out in a hurry, calm and did not have much emotion. "But now, he has everything, and a small fever made him have no sense of survival. He has not woken up for a long time, and even had several cardiac arrests."

Ning An's hand was hanging in the air, and this was the first time she heard Jiang Ci talk about these things.

After a while, she sneered: "Do you know why?"

"Um?"

"He's pretentious."

“…”

After saying that, Ning An reached out and took off his mask.

Taking a deep breath, she had actually been mentally prepared, the worst thing was that her face was ruined.

But Ning An knew that it was not that serious. Several times, she could vaguely see Song Shaoyan's side face and chin contour, both of which were smooth and flat, no different from before.

She is no longer a little girl, and her ability to bear is not that bad.
Chapter completed!