Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

The whole face became very stiff, no anesthesia, no feeling in many places, this feeling was like tearing off the whole face, and then sticking a mask on it, her face was no longer her face.

The restraint belt on her body was loosened, and Gu Wanqiu subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch her face, but her hand was really weak.

She stared at the ceiling of the operating room with a pair of red eyes. The glare of the light shone in her eyes, and her dark pupils were still foggy. The strong light was too long, and her vision was blurred. turn off the lights.

"Miss Gu, pay attention to your eyes, don't stare at the light for too long."

After falling into the darkness for too long, Gu Wanqiu was a little scared and didn't dare to close her eyes again, when her hand was held.

It's Gong Qing.

Gong Qing held her hand drenched in cold sweat and pinched her stiff fingers.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gu Wanqiu's heart settled, and a small "hmm" came out of her throat.

If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all. Gong Qing heard it, and the person was pushed out and sent to the observation room next door. The plastic surgery has just started, and it still needs to be done later, and fine-tuning is required to ensure the naturalness.

Of course, there are people who are lucky, and the operation is completely successful and achieves the ideal state, so that there is no need for fine-tuning, but generally this kind of situation is rare. After all, Gu Wanqiu needs to be adjusted from head to toe, and a face-lift is a major operation.

She couldn't open her mouth, couldn't eat, and could only infuse nutrient solution.

The nutrient solution is to maintain body functions. When the stomach should be hungry, I will still be hungry, feel uncomfortable, and want to eat crazily.

But now she couldn't open her mouth, and it was difficult for her to swallow. She could only sip some water. It was too difficult to eat, so she could only endure it day by day.

Gu Wanqiu didn't like hospitals in the first place, she couldn't move in bed, her life was very boring every day, and she had to endure the pain after facial anesthesia, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as "life is worse than death".

She was already insecure, but after being "closed" in such an environment, she gradually began to lose control of her spirit. She wanted to cry loudly, to vent her emotions, and to touch the gauze-wrapped Looking at her face, she wanted to tear off the gauze, and wanted to look in the mirror to see how she looked like before.

But her reason is still there, and there is a voice in her heart that stops her. She can't act rashly, she can't even have superfluous expressions on her face, and she can't even cry.

One morning, she couldn't control herself and wanted to move her face. Fortunately, the nurse found out in time and controlled her limbs. Then she called the doctor to hold her down and tied her limbs with restraint belts. .

When Gong Qing came to the hospital, he saw such a scene. Gu Wanqiu was tied up, and several medical staff surrounded her and kept talking. Fortunately, the doctor injected her with a sedative in time before she calmed down.

At this time, she was like a fish thrown ashore, breathing in pain with her mouth open, but no matter how she breathed, her chest felt very uncomfortable, as if she was being pressed down by a heavy stone, and she couldn't breathe .

She wants to leave here, she wants to go back, Gong Qing...Where are you, Gong Qing, I want to go back...I don't want to be in the hospital.

So sad……

The air in the hospital was so stuffy that she felt like she was about to suffocate.

"Qiuqiu, how are you? Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm right here." Gong Qing firmly held Gu Wanqiu's cold hand.

Gu Wanqiu slowly turned her head to Gong Qing, her anxious pupils slowly shrank back, and finally the light in her eyes settled on Gong Qing's face, her eyes reflected Gong Qing's appearance.

"I hurt... Gong Qing, I hurt... My face is gone, I dreamed that my face was gone, it was full of blood, my face hurts so much... I don't know who I am, no... I I didn't know who I am, who am I? Why am I called Gu Wanqiu? Who am I... who is..." Gu Wanqiu's hoarse voice was very unpleasant, like the harsh sound of chalk rubbing against a blackboard.

Gong Qing wanted to hug Gu Wanqiu tightly, but Gu Wanqiu's face hadn't recovered yet. She had just undergone a complete facelift operation, and she wanted to smash the vase that had just been put together. hug her.

"Your face is fine, don't be afraid, I will always be here with you, I will never leave from now on, I will never leave your sight again, I will tell you who you are, you are Gu Wanqiu , is my Qiuqiu, I will not let you forget who you are, I will remind you over and over again by your side, late autumn, persevere, we will get through the most difficult days, these five years You got through it, and now you can too."

Gu Wanqiu couldn't listen at all, she fell into panic.

Yes, she suffered a lot of injuries, and she did survive the five years Gong Qing said, but she lost her memory and couldn't remember it.

She also thought that enduring the pain would become a habit, but it didn't, the pain would only make you more painful, and the pain would drive you crazy.

It's like a thorn stuck in the throat. If you don't take it out, it will hurt even to breathe. How could she get used to it?

After being injected with sedatives, she couldn't go crazy even if she wanted to, and her body couldn't move. Gong Qing kept talking in her ear. She didn't fully listen to what she was saying, but her originally restless heart gradually calmed down. Qing's voice seemed to be more effective than tranquilizers. It was hypnotic, and he fell asleep not long after.

When Gong Qing saw Gu Wanqiu who was clearly asleep with his eyes closed, he was not relieved.

A normal person would be irritable after being locked up in the hospital for so long and undergoing plastic surgery, let alone Gu Wanqiu.

Gu Wanqiu was originally a person who cared a lot about her face, even if she lost her memory and disfigured her face, she still cared about it. If she didn't care, she wouldn't agree to plastic surgery so quickly.

After the operation, the face must be wrapped with gauze. The nurse will come to check and change the dressing regularly every day. I can feel my face is swollen.

It is impossible for Gu Wanqiu to want to leave now, after all her feet are out, she has no room to retreat, fortunately she wakes up quickly, once the sedative wears off, he wakes up from the dream, he has completely calmed down.

Of course, she would still be afraid, but with Gong Qing by her side and never out of her sight, she was not so afraid.

Gong Qing put down all the work, held a book in his hand, and told Gu Wanqiu stories to distract Gu Wanqiu's attention.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward was too strong, Gong Qing wanted the assistant to buy a bouquet of flowers and put it in the ward.

"What flowers do you like in late autumn?"

He actually knew that Gu Wanqiu had always preferred roses, but she was allergic to roses, and he didn't know that Gu Wanqiu after amnesia couldn't remember her previous preferences.

Gu Wanqiu looked out the window, pointed to a tree downstairs in the hospital and asked, "What kind of flowers are blooming on that tree?"

Gong Qing looked over: "That's camellia."