The smell of hospital disinfectant is still pungent.
I still smell this smell in my memory in the week when my master died, and this smell lingers all day.
It seems to stay in that memory.
Whenever you want to touch it, you can smell it. So Su Cen is unwilling to go to the hospital again, and more unwilling to mention that scar.
I got a tranquilizer, and I didn’t feel particularly good in my sleep.
Especially Su Cen dreamed that he was in a vast sea, and the whole person was completely suspended in the air, reaching out and touching, and all around him was vanity.
For a moment, she even suspected that she was dead.
But suddenly a person’s face came to mind involuntarily. Where is Aaron Anderson?
Before his coma, only remember she pulled Aaron Anderson sleeve, vowed to ensure that they will never die, now it seems… the situation seems not optimistic?
When I first discovered this matter, Su Cen had only one thought in his mind, and he was finished. He never cheated anyone in his life, of course, for relatives and… lovers.
If he died, would Aaron Anderson blame himself for lying?
Such a ridiculous idea only sank into my mind for a moment.
Su Cen could immediately feel a strong sunlight shining on his eyelids, but for a long time, he smelled a very pungent smell of disinfectant that he had not smelled for a long time.
She thought she would not smell this sad smell for a long time.
Open your eyelids slowly, and the white wall is just around the corner.
“Fu… Aaron Anderson?”
As if there was a sudden telepathy, Aaron Anderson heard a very weak call from the man lying on the hospital bed.
He turned his head to meet Suzen’s eyes.
“… you’re awake.”
“Well, what time is it now? How long have I been lying here? Why do I feel sore all over my body?”
Su Cen tried to move his body, but found that his limbs were completely different from his own, and he was sour and astringent.
Only then did I see that my chest was still bandaged with gauze, and there was also an awkward and painful place on my waist.
“Don’t move!”
Aaron Anderson suddenly frowned and rushed over with one step, lying beside the hospital bed, touching Su Cen’s forehead with one hand and probing. “You have just woken up now, so don’t toss your body again, OK?”
Su Cen looked at the man close at hand.
A pair of peach blossom eyes cover up emotions.
However, only the lips that are pursed up are tightened into a line, and the corners of the mouth look down somewhat unpleasant.
“What’s the matter?” Su Cen smiled gently, then raised his hand and took each other’s sleeve. “I don’t want to come here. You will be angry with me when you wake up.”
Aaron Anderson glanced at his sleeve, and then sighed like a special indulgence. “Do you know how worried I was when you passed out…”
“Of course I know, of course I know that you must be particularly worried at that time!” Su Cen quickly blinked and then took the words. “You see I told you not to be sad before I fell into a coma in order not to worry you. I won’t die, right?”
The corners of the mouth suddenly evoked a sly radian.
Aaron Anderson reached out and touched her cheek gently, sighing helplessly.