Only then did she realize that there was someone in the ward, and it was pitch black around her. She didn't know who the person was coming, but only saw one of them coming towards her.

Qingyan adjusted her breathing, otherwise the other party would find that she had woken up and she saw the shadow slowly approaching her.

Just when the black shadow was less than one meter away from her, Qingyan suddenly got up from the bed and overturned the quilt on her body onto the other party!

As soon as she moved, the person behind Mexius immediately came up.

When the quilt on the bed covered Mexius one end, Qingyan pressed the call bell beside the bed behind her. As the harsh sound of the call bell rang, the lights in the room automatically turned on.

The ward became brighter. Mosseus pulled open the quilt covered by his head. He raised his head and faced Qingyan's eyes.

Qingyan was still sitting on the bed, with her slightly messy long honey-colored hair scattered on her face. When she saw clearly that the person close to her was Mosseus, she was stunned for a moment.

And Methus was also shocked.

The man stared at the woman in front of him and grew up with amazement.

"Mexius?" Qingyan called him, and Mexius shook all over.

"You are Qingyan? Why is your face like this? Impossible!" Moxius shouted, "You are not Qingyan!"

Qingyan didn't understand why Moxius was so shocked when she saw her, but she saw the ever-changing emotions in Moxius's eyes.

Frightened, stunned, unbelievable, at the end, his eyes when he looked at her became full of disgust and disgust...

Qingyan tilted her head, her long honey-colored hair scattered on her shoulders, and even larger areas of her skin were exposed to the light.

Under the incandescent lamp, the rash on Qingyan's face and neck was extremely dazzling.

Mexius looked at the rash on her body and became intensively phobic. He had goose bumps all over his body and even staggered back.

"Mexius, why are you here?" When Qingyan saw him, she vaguely guessed something. She looked behind Mexius and saw the nurse lying on the ground. Her abdomen was stained with crimson blood.

Behind him were several adult men dressed as doctors, all wearing masks and medical hats, but they all held guns in their hands and their eyes were full of murderous aura.

"Qingyan? Are you really Qingyan?" Mexius's tone changed a little.

Qingyan looked at Moxius calmly. When her face faced Moxius, Moxius's facial expression was stiff and he wanted to move his eyes away from Qingyan's body.

"Of course I am. If I have a rash, you won't recognize me?"

Qingyan's face is no longer as swollen as it was today at noon. The swelling on her face has subsided, just a lot of dense rash spots.

"You dare not look at me?" Qingyan felt a little funny.

Mexius led people into the hospital to take her away, but now he is actually avoiding Qingyan's sight.

"I'm not..." Mexius denied that after taking a breath, he turned his head to look at Qingyan. Even though he was trying to control his expression, the emotions on his face still exposed his heart's letting go.

He pulled the corners of his mouth up, and in his heart, he really felt that the scene in front of him was too disgusting.

The person he once regarded as a goddess, the little angel who was thought of day and night and wanted to be with her forever, the woman who made Mexius feel that his princess was necessary, was actually disfigured!

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