Butterfly stared at the masked woman in front of her, her gaze looking through her veil and looking at her face. Although I can't see it very clearly, with the matching of facial features and facial contours, Diexian also knows that this is a big beauty.

"I wonder what kind of young man you're talking about?" Diexian asked, but thought in her heart, this woman is strange enough, she is beautiful, why don't people look at it? Can one look at you make you ugly?

This morning, there were indeed two young people who came to see the patient, but before they were unsure of the other party's intentions, Diexian, as a doctor, naturally would not disclose the relevant information of the patient.

"Oh, it's a man of about twenty years old, a little thin, about 1.8 meters, with long hair ......, and he should only be wearing shorts. By the way, there was a fresh scar on the left side of his face, next to his nose, more than an inch long. Doctor, did you see him? He's me...... Husband. ”

The masked woman's tone was very urgent, but she was afraid that Diexian would not be able to hear her clearly, so she suppressed her speed of speech, gestured with her hand, and said a lot of words in one breath.

This woman wearing a mask is naturally He Qingzhi.

After she smashed the thermos down last night, she was so angry and angry that she fainted again.

He Qingzhi has been working for the past two days, wearing a heavy jacket of an ugly duckling, constantly walking back and forth to distribute leaflets, which is very hard. And the hot itch of the black scar on his face also began to attack slowly two days ago. So in the past few days, He Qingzhi has not rested well.

This time she fainted, and she actually lay on the cold balcony and slept until about seven o'clock in the morning, before waking up.

When she woke up and found herself naked lying on the balcony wrapped in a sheet, He Qingzhi was naturally shocked again. But after recalling it carefully, she finally vaguely remembered what happened before the onset of the disease last night.

Of course, He Qingzhi also vaguely remembered the scene when she woke up the last time she drove Su Can off the balcony.

However, He Qingzhi checked her body and found that she was not harmed. It's still the original self, undamaged.

It seems that Su Can did not take advantage of the danger of others, if he had bad intentions at that time, how could he resist?

When she saw the large pool of black blood that had already coagulated beside the bed, He Qingzhi faintly felt that something was wrong. Except for the needle points on the wrists of both hands, there are no other wounds all over his body.

Could it be Su Can's bloodstains? Was it his scissors last night that stabbed him?

He Qingzhi is a person who loves cleanliness and can't bear those blood stains left on the ground with a fishy smell. She got dressed and continued to reminisce about it as she mopped the floor.

Suddenly, He Qingzhi was stunned, and the black scar on her face didn't have that hot and itchy feeling!

In the past, after the full moon, the heat and itch would subside a lot, but it was impossible to retreat so abruptly. It will always continue for two or three days in a gradual weakening, and it will not be completely eliminated until the seventeenth or eighth day of the lunar calendar.

When you touch it with your hand, the feel is very different. The previous scar, hard, was very cold to the touch. Like the skin of a dead man, it has no temperature or elasticity at all.

But this touch, there was a soft, warm feeling. Moreover, it can be clearly felt that the area of the black scar is much smaller.

Could it be a lesion? He Qingzhi was taken aback, and hurriedly rushed into the bathroom to look in the mirror.

For so many years, He Qingzhi's least favorite thing is to look in the mirror. She couldn't face her horrible face in the mirror.

Even the mirror in the bathroom, He Qingzhi had the urge to break it.

But today, He Qingzhi has to look in the mirror, she wants to see what her face has become.

When He Qingzhi rushed to the mirror, she froze suddenly, the whole person was carved clay, and her mind was dizzy.

It took a long time for He Qingzhi to pick up her long hair and look at her face.

The black scar on his face in the mirror has shrunk by more than half compared to the original. Today, it's about the size of a cigarette case, and it's entrenched in the left ear.

He Qingzhi remembers very clearly that the current appearance of this black scar is exactly the shape and area of four years ago.

If you comb your long hair to the side and put it down, you can almost cover the black scar. He Qingzhi parted a strand of long hair with her hand to cover the black scar. In the mirror, that beautiful face shocked me.

Could it be that I went back four years ago?

No, no.

There are still a few faint blood marks on his face, which he scratched with his own hands last night.

He Qingzhi shook her head vigorously, it's Su Can, it must be Su Can!

Because of the "newlywed" night, about his face, Su Can said: "I can really cure it!" ”

It was he who used a certain method last night to stop his pain and make this black scar retract back to the way it was four years ago!

He Qingzhi still couldn't believe that Su Can really had such magical medical skills?

She ran back to her room, made her bed, and looked for clues. She really hoped that her guess was right, it was Su Can who helped her.

Finally, He Qingzhi found a basis to confirm her guess in the corner of the bed.

It was a box of golden needles with the words on it: Jiuding Medical Device Company.

suddenly remembered that at night, after Su Can was forced to jump off the balcony by himself, his floating footsteps and stumbling figure; I suddenly remembered the puddle of blood that I had just cleaned up. He Qingzhi rushed downstairs like crazy:

"Su Can, Su Can!"

"Su Can, where are you?"

Su Can's door was open, but there was no trace of him. In the entire building, only He Qingzhi's own lonely shout.

He Qingzhi ran back upstairs and leaned on the balcony to look around. But under the balcony, there is no Su Can......

Only Su Can's clothes and pants that he took off last night were still in the corner of the room.

Why did Su Can treat himself and take off his clothes? And took off your own clothes? The moment she picked up her clothes, He Qingzhi was a little confused.

By the way, every time I get sick, I am hot and itchy. Could it be that when Su Can was treating himself, he would also sense these feelings, so he ......"

There are some things that I can't understand, and He Qingzhi doesn't want to get into the horns. She was just worried now, where did Su Can go?

He Qingzhi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly thought that Su Can lost so much blood last night and fell off the balcony again, and now he must be in the hospital.

Yes, in the hospital.

But he was only wearing shorts and was penniless, which hospital would admit him?

Maybe he's a doctor himself, hiding in a remote place, healing himself?

Recalling her rudeness to Su Can last night, He Qingzhi's heart was guilty and uncomfortable.

No matter what, you must find him and find Su Can. Apologize to him and tell him that he is not good, and he misunderstood him!

So He Qingzhi put Su Can's clothes and shoes into a handbag. Hurriedly went out and called from hospital to hospital.

There are not many hospitals in Tashan County, and there are only one hospital, two hospitals and traditional Chinese medicine hospitals. He Qingzhi took a taxi and ran around, and quickly asked three hospitals, but did not find the slightest useful information.

Maybe a small clinic or clinic on the corner of the street?

So He Qingzhi walked over from street to street, and when she saw the clinic, she went in to inquire.

By now, He Qingzhi has walked seven or eight streets and asked more than a dozen small clinics. From morning to now, she has not drunk a sip of water, and her throat has begun to become hoarse.

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