"Okay, Bao, don't worry about this for now. Sit down and I'll show you your face." After Song Nanxi's surgery, Cris was more concerned about her face than herself.

This time Song Nanxi went to participate in some kind of training camp. After so many days, I don’t know how her face is doing? Did she get a secondary infection?

After the surgery, the skin around Song Nanxi's cheeks is much more sensitive than other places. If she doesn't pay attention to care, she will be infected again.

Song Nanxi said "Yeah". She happened to be wearing a mask during this period. Although she used the ointment left by the old man Guan, she always felt that her face was a little burned and sometimes itchy.

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

Cris asked Song Nanxi to lie on the sofa nearby, brought tools, and began to examine her bit by bit.

l has been in F.G. Although I have heard about Song Nanxi's experiences here, I only know a rough idea.

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

"Baby, have you always felt that the skin on your face is a little hot these days, and you can't help but want to scratch it?" Cris asked with a worried look on his face after taking off Song Nanxi's mask and checking it for her.

Song Nanxi nodded: "A little bit."

Although she also knew that after the operation, there would be a high probability of a second round of infection, she couldn't tell it herself without the instruments at hand.

After hearing what Cris said, Song Nanxi had already guessed it.

"Please bear with it for a while. I will perform a comprehensive disinfection on your face. It will probably be very painful. If you can't bear it, I will give you a local anesthetic." Criss said with a serious look on his face.

Although he didn't know how much pain it was, Song Nanxi's face had just undergone surgery after all, and the skin on her face was very tender, so it was already considered a minor surgery, probably like using a knife to cut her face one by one.

Cutting still hurts.

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

If she was given anesthesia, it would definitely have an impact on her previous surgery, and it would also be detrimental to her facial recovery.

She can still bear the pain, so she doesn't need anesthesia.

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

Song Nanxi was lying on the sofa. Seeing that he was ready, she closed her eyes and said, "Let's get started."

She still underestimated how painful such an operation would be, and she couldn't help but groan after the first operation.

Seeing this, Cris moved faster with his hands.

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

L, who was sitting aside and reading the newspaper, saw this scene and became less calm.

He had seen Song Nanxi's level of forbearance. Although she was still the same as before, how painful would it be to be able to make her endure like this?

l couldn't help but frown and walked towards the sofa where Song Nanxi was lying.

"How long?" he asked Criss on the side.

Seeing Song Nanxi in so much pain, Cris felt uncomfortable and distressed to death, but he still endured it for the sake of the effect of the surgery.

"There are still ten minutes left. Please help me take off her hand and don't let her break her nails." Criss said and moved his hand faster.

After l heard this, he stretched out his hand and took both Song Nanxi's hands in his, preventing her from pinching him any more.

But Song Nanxi was in so much pain that she didn't even do anything consciously. A sharp pain suddenly came, and she subconsciously pinched L's hand. L's brows furrowed deeper due to the pain, but she didn't let go.

Song Nanxi's hand.

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

Looking at L next to him, his face turned dark.

His hand was pinched directly by Song Nanxi and was swollen. If he hadn't known that Song Nanxi was really in pain just now, he would have doubted whether she was seeking revenge?

"Uh..." Cris also saw L who had several fingernail marks pinched by Song Nanxi, and was stunned for a moment.

Song Nanxi had just finished the operation. Although the pain on her face had subsided a little, because the operation had consumed all her strength, she could only lie on the sofa and could not even stand up.

"Bao, you go to the room upstairs and take a nap first. I'll make you something to eat. I'll call you when I'm done." Cris said and walked over and gently picked up Song Nanxi. Perhaps he was afraid of settling the scores later in the year.

, and carried Song Nanxi upstairs as if running away.

But he was also surprised that L had such a temperament that he would let Song Nanxi catch him like that, not evading or even saying a word?

At the same time, L, who was sitting in the hall, looked at the red mark on his hand scratched by Song Nanxi. Thinking of how painful Song Nanxi looked just now, he guessed that when she was disfigured, she would have suffered worse than this.

Does it hurt?

After Cris put Song Nanxi down, he took the medicine box and treated the injury 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 to L and said, "Give me your phone, and I'll order takeout for her."

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

l looked up at him, his cold eyes making Cris a little scared.

"Then...then I don't know how to cook, so you can't let Nanxi starve, right?" Criss muttered in a low voice.

The main reason is that he almost vomited after eating watery food at the rookie training camp for a week, so he could take this opportunity to order something he likes.

But l didn't seem to intend to give him this chance. He frowned, got up from the sofa, and walked toward the kitchen.

Cris's eyes widened and he looked at this scene in disbelief. He...he wasn't going to prepare to cook, was he?

That's F.G.'s superior instructor L. Can I have the pleasure of eating what he cooks?

But when he thought of his constipated face, Cris was immediately discouraged. No matter how delicious his food was, he couldn't eat it with that face in front of him.

But considering that he was not in the house during this period, he was living here. Like Song Nanxi, he didn't like to use smartphones very much, and he probably didn't order takeout.

Not surprisingly, I should have cooked and eaten by myself.

What did not disappoint Cris was that L not only knew how to cook, but also knew a lot about it. He quickly made three dishes and one soup, and even cooked a light vegetable porridge for Song Nanxi.

Song Nanxi finally felt a little stronger after taking a good nap.

She happened to feel hungry at this time. Thinking of Cris's promise to cook for her, she opened the door and walked down.

I originally wanted to see what he had done, but I saw L, wearing an apron, walking out of the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks in his hands.

Seeing him like this, Song Nanxi couldn't help but be stunned.
Chapter completed!