Wilson picked up a fox mask and said, "Miss Jing, this mask is very delicately made."
Jing Jiaren glanced at it and held it in her hand. It was indeed very delicate and enchanting.
But it’s not as good-looking as Ximen Longting’s face…
There are not many opportunities for her to see him, so why does he have to buy a mask and wear it? Doesn’t it mean that she can’t even see his face?
"Is it okay if you don't choose?" Jing Jiaren sighed, "I just want to look at you."
Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes: "No."
"Then I want Zhu Bajie's..." Jing Jiaren said firmly.
"Go buy it!"
"You heard me clearly, I want Zhu Bajie's mask with pig nostrils!"
Ximen Longting said calmly: "Go buy the most handsome pig face mask."
"The most handsome pig face, isn't it still a pig...is it not a pig just because it is handsome?" Jing Jiaren laughed dumbly.
"You like to watch it, I don't care."
Jing Jiaren felt strange: "Wearing a pig mask is so ugly, why don't you dislike how it affects your image?"
"No matter how ugly I am, it's not me."
What kind of weird logic is this?
"Ximen Longting, how old are you, why are you so awkward?"
Ximen Longting stared with red eyes: "When you become ugly, you will understand how I feel."
"I like your face, I just want to look at your face."
"It's fine without wearing a mask, and without inserting a gastric tube."
Jing Jiaren had no idea, so she walked up to him with the fox mask and made some gestures on his face.
He is tall and mighty, with a handsome figure, and his whole body exudes the aura of an extremely British aristocrat...
Wearing a mask adds a touch of mystery.
Red pupils appeared from the fox's eyes, and the monster was confused.
But no matter how beautiful this mask is, in Jing Jiaren's eyes it can't compare to Ximen Long Ting.
The nurse knocked on the door: "Sorry, I have to insert a gastric tube into the patient."
Jing Jiaren put down her mask. This was the first time she saw a real gastric tube. She stared at the tray: "Is it so thick? Are there any thin ones..."
"This is the thinnest one."
"It's so long, can it be shorter?"
"Adults are generally about 45-55cm..."
Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting, and his face looked disgusting.
The gastric tube is inserted through the nose, because the gastric tube needs to penetrate the esophagus, not the airway, and if it is successfully inserted through the mouth, the patient will not be able to shut up until the tube is removed, and it will be inconvenient to speak.
"Does it hurt to have a gastric tube inserted?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"The insertion of the gastric tube itself is not painful...but the patient may feel pain," the nurse explained patiently, "because the tube may cause discomfort when it enters the throat, which can easily cause choking or nausea..."
Jing Jiaren asked a lot of questions in succession, and they were very detailed. She felt that she had begun to have the potential to be a mother.
When a gastric tube was about to be inserted, Jing Jiaren was kicked out of the ward by Ximen Longting and locked the door of the room.
Just because a gastric tube would look ugly, he didn't want her to see it!
She and Wilson stood outside, the more she thought about it, the more incredible it became...
"Why does his focus always differ from ordinary people's?"
"Thinking differently." Wilson also had a faint smile in his eyes.
"Sometimes he really looks like a child." Jing Jiaren sighed.
"The young master's childhood was incomplete, so his mind was immature." Wilson replied, "The young master received too little care when he was a child."
Half an hour later, the ward door opened and Jing Jiaren looked at Ximen Longting again. He was lying on the bed already wearing a fox mask.