The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The gauze was divided into two layers.

The outer layer was removed first, and then the inner layer.

Everyone held their breath.

Huo Jian's heartbeat stopped.

Ji Manxi even closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling rapidly, and her face was extremely pale.

The doctor looked solemn, fearing that this layer of gauze would grow together with the flesh and blood, causing too much pain to the patient.

He was also afraid that the infection inside would be too serious.

He had received several cases of patients who were injured but did not go to the hospital in time for treatment. They just stuck something on themselves, or even smeared a little incense ash.

When they finally arrived at the hospital, the whole wound was festering and smelly.

Some even died of sepsis.

Finally, the gauze was taken off, which was easier than the doctor thought at first.

The room was silent.

Ji Manxi even heard a few gasps.

Her face, which had always been calm and calm, changed at this moment, and the hands on the quilt sank deeply into the quilt.

For a few seconds, no one spoke.

Time was infinitely stretched.

A trace of cold sweat oozed from Ji Manxi's forehead.

If she regretted her impulsiveness at this moment, she did.

But...

Anyway, there was no hope.

She slowly raised her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and her eyes reflected faces that seemed to have seen ghosts.

The string in Ji Manxi's mind broke with a "clang".

She lowered her head suddenly.

She grabbed the quilt with both hands and covered her face: "You go."

Her muffled voice came from the quilt.

Maybe...

She is a ghost now.

Everyone looked at each other.

Huo Jian was the first to react, and he walked to the bedside in one step, "Miss Ji, your face is healed."

He quickly added, "Not completely healed."

He looked at the assistant beside the bed, "Is there a mirror?"

The assistant had just recovered from her shock, and she couldn't even react to Huo Jian's words.

She quickly ran to the corner and opened her makeup bag.

She searched for a long time before finding a small mirror.

She took the mirror and quickly returned to the bedside, "Manxi, take a look."

The woman didn't move at all under the quilt.

It took a few seconds.

Everyone finally recovered from the shock just now.

"Miss Ji Manxi, you, you look in the mirror first to confirm it."

"Yes, take a look at the condition of your face first. ”

Ji Manxi had originally decided not to listen to anything and never look at her face again. However, she was shaken again when she heard the repeated advice from those people outside the quilt.

She slowly pulled down her quilt and looked at the people in the ward.

Everyone looked at her excitedly.

The assistant opened the mirror and handed it to her.

Ji Manxi subconsciously avoided the mirror.

It took a long time for her to overcome the fear in her heart and turned the injured half of her face over little by little.

The tip of the nose, the cheek, and the ear.

The face finally appeared completely in the mirror.

Ji Manxi's brows slightly condensed.

There was no hideous wound...

There was only a faint scar...the blood scab had fallen off.

It was very shallow.

She caught it after looking carefully.

Compared to the length of the scar that spanned the entire face before, this scar was only two to three centimeters short.

She even suspected that she had seen it wrong, and quickly stroked her face with one hand.

Really...there was only that short and shallow scar.