Reaching out to hold Phoebe's slender white fingers, Shen Ning carefully unfolded his fingers.

For fear of waking Phoebe up, her movements were also very gentle.

……

Finally, Phoebe's right fingers were fully unfolded by her.

She carefully took the small flashlight out of her pocket, turned on the switch, and shone the light beam into his palm.

In the light, his skin was as clear as jade.

If you just look at the back of Phoebe's hand, you would think that he is a pampered man, however, this is not the case.

On the palm of his hand, there is a very obvious layer of thin calluses on the tiger's mouth and side palms.

This kind of cocoon is something that only people who use guns often have.

Shen Ning's pupils shrank, and his gaze looked carefully at his palm.

The man's palm print is very deep, and in the middle of the palm, there is an oblique diagonal line, and if you don't look closely, you will take that line as a palm print.

However, if you look closely, you can see that it is not a palm print, but a scar.

It's just that because the suturing doctor is very skilled, the scar has to be extremely small, and it has been a few years, and the scar has almost blended with the palm prints.

When his eyes touched the scar, even if he was as calm as Shen Ning, he took a slight breath of cool air.

She remembered very well how many stitches she had stitched for Sikong Yueming back then, and the scar of this length should be just right.

This man ...... It's really commonplace?!

After being stunned for a few seconds, Shen Ning quickly came back to his senses, turned off the small flashlight, and let go of Phoebe's fingers.

Standing in the dimly lit hospital room, she folded her arms and stared at the man on the pillow for a moment, before finally turning around and walking out lightly.

On the pillow.

Phoebe's lips twitched.

He had been listening intently to Shen Ning walking away before he raised his right hand and looked at his palm through the faint light thrown in from the window.

There was a scar there, of course he himself knew.

In fact, more than that, he has a lot of scars on his body.

There were knife wounds, and gunshot wounds......

At that time, he also used to recall one by one in the mirror, but he couldn't remember how these scars came about.

However, it seems that ...... This Dr. Shen seemed to know the scar on his palm.

Sure enough, his feelings weren't wrong.

He...... It was Sikong Yueming, who was the friend who was very important to Leng Xiaoye, and when he thought of this, his mood warmed up inexplicably.

Originally, there were still people in this world who cared about his existence.

He...... Not alone.

Inside the office.

Shen Ning put the pen in his hand on the table, hugged his arms, and leaned back in the chair.

took the mobile phone on the table, called up Leng Ono's number, and put the phone back on the desktop.

At this time, Leng Ono should be on the plane and definitely can't answer the phone.

Even if she could answer the phone, what should she say?!

Could it be that just by virtue of a scar, you can decide that Phoebe is the moon and the moon?!

No, that's too unrigorous.

Although such coincidences are rare, this world is bizarre, what kind of thing is not?!

If you only rely on this evidence to infer that Phoebe is the moon, that conclusion is inevitably not accurate enough.

Taking away the things on the desktop, Shen Ning quickly tapped a few keyboards, entered a search page, and entered the keyword - Phoebe.

Immediately, countless pieces of information about Phoebe were searched.

Shen Ning entered his personal encyclopedia page, which detailed Phoebe's height, weight, and debut time...... and the honors received. (51 Literature Network)