As soon as the band-aid was applied, Mu Feichi grabbed Yun Xi's jaw and raised his hand to straighten her over and face him.

Seeing her hurt herself again, someone's face is really not very good-looking.

"Why didn't you hide when you just smashed the plate? Did the brain run away from home? ”

"A little injury doesn't get in the way, and besides, I've got it back! Compared with my injury, Han Qin's leg burn is more serious than mine, and it doesn't get better every ten days and half a month. ”

"At this time, do you still care about others?"

Mu Feichi let go of his hand with a calm face, and patted her cheek helplessly: "In that case, the impact and angle of the debris splash, if you are a few degrees jealous, do you still want this face?" ”

"......" The slightly cool fingertips fell on her cheeks, and Yun Xi suddenly remembered the face disfigured by Liang Xiuqin in the previous life, and her whole body was excited.

With trembling hands, she touched her intact face, feeling extremely happy in her heart, and afraid of the rest of her life.

Oh, yes! Relive a life, her face is still good, and everything can be done again!

No matter what, she can't push herself into the same desperate situation as in her previous life.

The nightmare of the previous life can only end at the moment when she wakes up from rebirth!

"The young marshal is the same as them, is he judging people by his appearance?" She looked up and asked for no reason.

Even though she knew what the answer would be, she still wanted to ask.

The moment Han Yaotian saw her disfigured face in his previous life, his fear and disgust were undisguised in his eyes.

It is human nature to love beauty, and if this face is ruined, then there will be no future.

Mu Feichi glanced at her heavily, snorted arrogantly, raised his hand and nodded her forehead.

"Before you ask me this question, you have to ask yourself. The face is ruined, can you stand it yourself? If you can't even stand yourself, why bother others? ”

"Oh, in this way, young marshal, you are also judged by your appearance."

She didn't expect him to kick the ball back and replace it with someone else, I'm afraid it wouldn't be like that.

Mu Feichi narrowed his eyes slightly, his dark eyes did not have any waves, but they were so quiet that they made people a little worried.

"If you want Lao Tzu to 'marry' someone with his appearance, then you have to be good-looking, otherwise even if you become a young marshal's wife, you will have an inferior face every day in the future, no matter how hungry Lao Tzu is, you can turn off the light and not see it, but do you dare to face me with your face?"

"Hunger does not choose food...... Young marshal, you have a really heavy taste! ”

"There's no way, who let Lao Tzu plant your hands! No matter how ugly it is, there is no need to pick it! ”

The things he recognizes, the people he identifies, never give up easily.

"......" Yun Xi was stunned, this answer was too poisonous and too pitted, she didn't dare to jump down, let alone answer.

There really was a day, even if he really didn't dislike her, she didn't dare to face him.

He is right, no one does not love beauty, disfigurement is equivalent to being sent to hell, and life can no longer see the sun except for inferiority and resentment.

She didn't feel worthy of him even if she was as intact as before, let alone disfigured.

In this life, this face, she has to guard it well!

Let those who once ruined her face also taste that kind of despair!

"Let's go to the hospital later! I want to see the patient again, the day after tomorrow I have to have surgery, I want to make sure everything is safe. ”

Mu Feichi looked at her with complicated eyes, pursed his thin lips lightly, and asked for a while, "Why do you have to undergo this surgery?" In fact, even if you can't, there are other doctors who can work as assistants to Joseph. As the wife of the president, looking at the whole world, it is impossible to find a doctor who can perform this operation, it is only a matter of time. ”

Yun Xi raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, her deep eyes as if they could pierce her.

She didn't start to dodge him before she explored, chuckled, and made an excuse: "Didn't you say it, I just want the president to owe me a personal favor!" ”

Mu Feichi sighed slightly, but he didn't say anything when he got to his mouth.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head, his eyes overflowing with indescribable tenderness: "Just do your best, don't force yourself too much." ”