Chapter 1053 Terrible Pain

Gradually, she stared at the shadowless lamp above her head, and her vision became blurred. It seemed that Qiao was still saying something to her, but she already said she couldn't hear him.

Until she opened her eyes again, almost half of her face was numb. No, even her mouth was numb and unconscious. For a time, she thought that she actually had no mouth. .

"Are you awake?" Lu Yi was sitting next to her. It seemed that he had never left her. His hair was a little greasy and his beard was not shaved. He didn't look so clean.

And he was always clean and would keep himself spotless, but this time he was as dirty as an uncle. Yan Huan wanted to say something, but she couldn't even open her mouth. Faintly, she fell asleep again, but she knew that he was still there, so she could sleep peacefully, and she could also face the darkness in front of her calmly, because she knew that he was there, because she also knew, She will wake up.

When she woke up the next day, the anesthetic had worn off and it hurt. It really hurt. It hurt more than she imagined. Qiao said that the reason was that her wound happened to be on a nerve in the face. , that’s why it hurts so much.

Yan Huan has experienced many kinds of pain. She has even experienced the pain when a knife stabbed her back and drained her blood, but it was nothing like this time. The pain was almost endless. , as she woke up, the pain became more and more severe. She endured this kind of pain every day. In the end, even the painkiller injections were of no use.

And now she knew that when Qiao said it hurt, he definitely didn't mean to scare people, and of course he didn't exaggerate, because it really hurt, and it was the kind of pain that was almost unbearable.

The more pain she felt, the more embarrassed Lu Yi became. He was originally a middle-aged handsome man, with a smell of mulberry all over his body. I guess he was also the one that many women liked because it was very smelly.

But gradually it really started to smell. Now it was not the vicissitudes of life, but dilapidated. It was like a refugee from somewhere. It had not taken a shower for several days, it had not washed its face, and its hair was visibly greasy. , stuck on the face indiscriminately, she had never seen Lu Yi so dirty, even in the mudslide in Anshi, he was not so ruined.

Li Huan was still in pain. She had been in pain for five days. She could hardly sleep. When she fell asleep, she would be woken up by the pain. She would fall asleep in pain again. Qiao had nothing to do about it. Because the wound was very close to the nerve, this kind of pain would occur as long as she took a breath, and it was impossible for her not to breathe, so this kind of pain was unavoidable. Then he gave her an extra dose of painkiller injections, but the pain finally woke her up.

It was not until the sixth day that the pain subsided.

On the seventh day, she could have a good sleep

It was not until the tenth day that she could finally eat something, and she almost no longer felt the pain. She thought this was the end, but in fact it was the beginning. On the tenth day, she was pushed into the operating room again, and she She had been holding on to the sheets under her body tightly. When she let go, the sheets were almost wrinkled together by her grip. Her palms were full of cold sweat, and even the clothes on her body were soaked.

No one is afraid of pain, especially those who have experienced it before. They don’t want to experience the pain again.

People are actually afraid of pain.

The second time was skin grafting. Yan Huan's eyes were fixed on a certain place, but Qiao didn't know what she was looking at.

Qiao's eyes stared at her from time to time. Yan Huan knew that he might be smiling. Although she couldn't see it, she had been wearing a mask for more than half a year. She could tell it from his eyes, and she really It felt like Joe's smile now was like a devil's smile, and he was like an executioner, cutting a knife across her face.

Most people can't do such a thing, but Qiao is not an ordinary person, he is an average person.

Drowsily, she felt that way again, as if the world was spinning, and then the devil showed a ferocious smile.

Until she opened her eyes again, not only her face hurt, but her back also hurt. This time the anesthetic passed quickly. She was in so much pain that she didn't want to move or breathe, because every time she breathed in and out, she would be hurt. It was the kind of pain that was almost unbearable.

She asked the nurse on the side if the anesthetic was not finished yet.

"It should have passed," the nurse calculated. "It passed more than an hour ago."

"It doesn't seem to hurt like last time," Yan Huan exhaled softly. She thought the anesthetic was not overpowering, so she just felt some tingling. As long as she didn't move, there would be no pain all over her body. Cold sweat.

"Don't worry," Qiao came over again and helped Yan Huan adjust the speed of the drip. "The first surgery was because it was close to the nerve. This time it is just repair work, so it will naturally not hurt."

Yan Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. As long as it wasn't the pain of breathing, it was fine.

When she closed her eyes again, she could clearly feel the pain coming from her body, but she was able to fall asleep, and after falling asleep, she was not woken up by the pain again.

She could bear this kind of pain.

She can bear this kind of pain.

However, even with the pain in her breathing, she still came over.

Her body is her own, and her pain is also her own, and no one can bear it for her.

When she woke up again, it was already night, and the pain on her face seemed to be much slower than when it first came. Sometimes, if she didn't think about it, she might forget that her face was still wrapped.

"Don't you want to know about Lu Qin?"

Lu Yi pulled the quilt for Yan Huan, and she was no longer in pain.

The homeless man Lu could finally tidy himself up. Finally, he turned back into the prosecutor Lu.

"Not dead?" Yan Huan had a deep disgust for this name.

"He can have a hundred ways to die, but none of them requires you to execute." Lu Yi put his hand on Yan Huan's short hair, and his fingertips passed through her hair. It was not as smooth as before, but very dry. She had lost the nutrition of her hair this year.

"He almost killed Xiaoguang," Yan Huan said lightly.

"Kill him, then what?" Lu Yi knew Yan Huan too well. "Kill Sun Yuhan again? Kill those people you think are dangerous?"

Yan Huan stopped talking, because he was right. Yes, kill them all. Kill them all. Kill them all.

"After killing them, will you kill yourself?"

Yan Huan turned her face away and remained silent.

Because Lu Yi guessed right again, he really knew her.