lonely city, lonely love

Life still has to be lived day by day, and it won't be faster just because you feel that the days are like years.Young Master Mo still continued to attend classes, continue to train, and continued to see the doctor. He changed the ointment a lot, and the pain became more and more painful each time, but the wound did fade a little, probably because it really had some effect.

On the official website, Young Master Mo's video has always been No.1. Everyone is talking about this player who won the gold card. In a small area, Young Master Mo is popular.

Sitting in the hospital, Young Master Mo looked at the doctor, wearing a mask as usual, his Chinese was still not fluent, he stammered some precautions for the operation, and then got up.

It was still time for the operation, Young Master Mo followed behind the doctor nervously, blinking his eyes constantly, and then wanted to laugh, but his whole body was already highly concentrated, how could he still laugh?Probably incapable.Stiff ones don't know where to put their hands and feet.

The doctor said that because the scars heal better during this period, the operation time will be greatly shortened, but anesthesia is still not available, and it takes more than half an hour.

Chu Mochen hugged Young Master Mo into his arms, and replied in a low voice, "Don't be nervous."

"Who's nervous?" The retort without even thinking about it was probably a habit of Young Master Mo, looking into Chu Mochen's eyes, which were dark and extremely deep.

"You're already on the same page."

"..."

Lying on the operating table, watching the doctor start to prepare the things for the operation, the tip of the nose is full of the smell of disinfectant, which is constantly enlarged, drilled through the nose, and rushed to the top of the head, and the brain has already started to hurt.Subconsciously, he grasped Chu Mochen's hand tightly, blinking his eyes constantly, his eyes were terribly dry.

The doctor put on white gloves and looked at Young Master Mo, "Don't be nervous, you'll be fine soon."

Young Master Mo didn't say anything to refute, but simply looked at the doctor's scalpel, and his whole body began to tense up.The scalpel is short, but it glows with silver light. To Young Master Mo, whose whole body is alive with every cell, it is simply a terrifying existence.

With just a slight swipe of the scalpel, the wound opened. Due to the application of the ointment, there was pus and pus mixed with blood, and the flesh inside was still a little black. Salve invaded.It's really scary.

Young Master Mo felt his face hurt, and there was nothing left. Immediately afterwards, something was flowing continuously. It must be his own blood, but when it flowed to the edge of his nose, there was a foul smell, and he couldn't help thinking about it. What is it.Blinking his eyes, he looked at Chu Mochen, who was looking serious, "What is this?"

After wiping the pus, Chu Mochen shook his head and asked calmly, "Do you hurt?"

"Fortunately... ah!" The next second, the doctor began to squeeze out the forehead, and the pain began to tear, and the blood continued to flow out.

Young Master Mo wanted to struggle subconsciously, but his hands and feet were tied, so he could only keep holding the man's hand and pinching it fiercely. The tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped, they were physiological tears.

"It will be fine soon." Chu Mochen watched the doctor pull out large and large pustules with tweezers. This time even the smell in the air could not be covered up.

"What the hell is this?" Young Master Mo became anxious, and squeezed Chu Mochen's hand fiercely, his eyes blinked constantly, there were tiny tears on his long eyelashes, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling.

"It's just that there are pustules inside." Chu Mochen replied lightly, but his eyes were fixed on all this, and the doctor stopped when the blood couldn't stop, wiped the wound on his face, and then took out Alcohol.

His eyes suddenly changed, and Chu Mochen suddenly covered Young Master Mo's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Young Master Mo was a little baffled, but soon he knew it. A heart-piercing cry came from the operation, and he bit Chu Mo Chen's hand without mercy. It smells like rust, but it still hasn't loosened.

Chu Mochen didn't move, and let him bite. He watched the doctor start preparing the ointment, and when he thought of what Young Master Mo said, his complexion suddenly turned pale, "Doctor, this ointment hurts."

The doctor looked up, wiped the sweat off his face, and nodded, "I know, this is necessary, otherwise the wound will be easily scarred. This is my second cleaning, so I need this ointment."

The plaster filled the wound, and with thick gauze, Young Master Mo lay on the operating table as if he was dehydrated, unable to stand up.The hair on his forehead was already wet and drooping.

"Okay, it's all right." Chu Mochen said helplessly, touched Young Master Mo's hair, picked him up from the operating table, and put him on a chair beside him. Looking at his pale face, his heart ached. No, I bowed my head and kissed his forehead, "It's okay, it's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore."

The doctor sat on the side and began to prescribe medicine, "The wound is changed every two days, and salt water should be hung every day. Otherwise, it is easy to be inflamed in hot weather."

Nodding his head, Chu Mochen picked up Young Master Mo, put him on the hospital bed beside him, and rested for a while.Young Master Mo was in too much pain while he was alive, so he fell asleep after a while.

Looking at his sleeping face, long eyelashes, and high nose, everything is so beautiful, and my heart also calmed down.But the phone rang soon after.

Seeing that it was a staff member of the program group, he picked it up fiercely, and took it over, "Hello, I am Lin Yi's manager."

The staff was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a business-like manner, "Today is the top [-] competition, so come over tonight."

"I'm sorry, he's undergoing an operation today, so he really can't come here." Chu Mochen looked at the sleeping Young Master Mo, who was extremely weak. If he didn't have anesthesia, he was still in pain, and Young Master Mo was sleeping. Unsteady, his brows were tightly knit together.

"Operation?"

"His scar, he understands the operation, because he didn't take anesthesia, so it has just finished, and he has no strength." Chu Mochen explained patiently, "I know this opportunity is very good, but the body is more important. For me The program team said sorry, and the teacher who gave him the gold card said sorry, okay?"

The staff nodded, "It's okay, I will tell them. Take good care of him."