After being abused and reborn, the real daughter went crazy

"Okay, Bao, don't worry about this for now, just sit down and I'll show you your face." Ever since Song Nanxi's surgery, Cris has cared more about her face than herself.

This time Song Nanxi went to participate in that training camp. After so many days, I don't know what happened to her face?Have you been reinfected?

After the operation, the skin around Song Nanxi's cheeks was much more sensitive than other places. If he didn't pay attention to care, he would be infected again.

Song Nanxi let out a "hmm". It happened that she had been wearing a mask all this time. Although she had used the ointment left by the old man Guan, she always felt her face was burning and sometimes itchy.

I just took this opportunity to ask Cris to check her again.

Cris let Song Nanxi lie on the sofa beside him, brought tools, and checked her little by little.

l has been in fg, and although he has heard about Song Nanxi's experience here, he only knows a general idea.

He also knew about Song Nanxi's disfigurement, but he heard that Cris was there, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Bao, do you always feel that the skin on your face is a little hot, and you can't help but want to scratch it?" Cris took off Song Nanxi's mask, checked her, and asked worriedly.

Song Nanxi nodded: "A little bit."

Although she also knew that after the operation, there was a high probability of a second round of infection, but she didn't have the equipment at hand, so she couldn't see it herself.

Hearing what Cris said, Song Nanxi had already guessed it.

"Hold on for a while, I'll do a comprehensive disinfection of your face again, it should be very painful, if you can't help it, I'll give you a local anesthesia." Cris said with a serious face.

Although he didn't know how painful it was, after all, Song Nanxi's face had just been operated on, and the skin on her face was very tender, so it was considered a minor operation, and it probably hurt like cutting her face with a knife.

But Song Nanxi shook his head: "No need, just do it."

If anesthesia is applied, it will definitely affect her previous surgery, and it will not be conducive to the recovery of her face.

She can still bear the pain, so there is no need for anesthesia.

Although Cris felt sorry for her, he also knew the consequences of the anesthetic, so he had no choice but to let her go.

Lying on the sofa, Song Nanxi saw that he was ready, so he closed his eyes and said, "Let's start."

She still underestimated how painful such an operation was, and she couldn't help snorting at the first stroke.

Seeing this, Cris quickened his movements.

During the operation, Song Nanxi didn't say a word, but because of the pain, her forehead was covered with sweat, her fingernails were scratching the edge of the sofa, and her fingertips were all red.

L, who was sitting by the side and still reading the newspaper, was not calm when he saw this scene.

He has seen Song Nanxi's forbearance. Although she is still the same as before, how painful is it to make her endure like this?

L couldn't help frowning, and walked towards the sofa where Song Nanxi was lying.

"How long?" He asked Cris beside him.

Cris saw that Song Nanxi was in such pain, he felt uncomfortable, his heart ached to death, but he still held back for the effect of the operation.

"There are still 10 minutes, you help me take her hand off, don't let her break her nails." Cris said that the movements of his hands accelerated a little.

After l heard it, he reached out and took both of Song Nanxi's hands in his hands, not letting her continue to pinch him.

But Song Nanxi was in so much pain that she didn't even realize what she was doing. A sharp pain suddenly came, and she subconsciously pinched L's hand. L's brows furrowed by the pain deepened, but she didn't let go of Song Nanxi's hand.

When Cris finally finished the operation, Song Nanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at L beside him, his face was darkened.

His hand was directly swollen by Song Nanxi's pinch. If he didn't know that Song Nanxi was really in pain just now, he would have wondered if she was avenging herself?

"Eh..." Cris also saw L who had been pinched several times by Song Nanxi, and was stunned for a moment.

Song Nanxi just finished the operation. Although the pain on her face has subsided a little now, because the operation just now consumed all her strength, she can only lie on the sofa and can't even stand up.

"Baby, you go upstairs to sleep and I'll make you something to eat, and I'll call you when you're done." Cris said, then walked over and gently hugged Song Nanxi's figure, maybe because he was afraid of l Qiuhou's reckoning, he carried Song Nanxi upstairs as if fleeing.

However, he was also very surprised. With l's temperament, he would let Song Nanxi catch him like that, without hiding or evading, without making a sound?

At the same time, L, who was sitting in the hall, looked at the red mark on his hand that was scratched by Song Nanxi, and thought of how painful Song Nanxi was just now. He guessed that when she was disfigured, she would suffer more pain than this, right?

After Cris put Song Nanxi down, he took the medicine box and treated the wound on L's hand.

Then he went into the kitchen to cook for Song Nanxi, but half an hour later, he walked out of the kitchen dejectedly, walked up to L and said, "Give me your phone, and I'll order a takeaway for her."

He really wanted to cook for Song Nanxi, but unfortunately his ability was limited, he couldn't even cook porridge.

L looked up at him, his cold eyes made Cris a little scared.

"Then...then I don't know how to cook, you can't make Nanxi hungry, can you?" Cris muttered softly.

The main reason is that during this period of time, he ate food with little water and clear soup for a week at the rookie training camp.

But L didn't seem to intend to give him this chance, he frowned, got up from the sofa, and walked towards the kitchen.

Cris stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief, he...wouldn't he be preparing to cook?

That's FG's high-ranking L instructor, can I have the good fortune to eat what he makes?

But when he thought of his constipated face, Cris was immediately discouraged. No matter how delicious he made, he couldn't eat that face.

But thinking that he was not in the house during this time, L lived here. Like Song Nanxi, he doesn't like to use smartphones very much, and he probably doesn't know how to order takeaway.

That's no surprise, he should have cooked for himself.

What didn't disappoint Cris was that L not only knew how to cook, but also knew how to cook a lot. Soon, three dishes and one soup were cooked, and he even cooked a light vegetable porridge for Song Nanxi.

Song Nanxi fell asleep, and finally felt a little strength in his body.

She also felt hungry at this moment, and thinking of Cris saying that she was going to cook for her, she opened the door and walked down.

Originally wanted to see what he looked like, but saw L wearing an apron, walking out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing his appearance, Song Nanxi couldn't help being taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Cris with a mournful face, and followed him out of the kitchen, looking like an angry little daughter-in-law.