What slowly emerged on the back were blood-stained wounds, and blood slowly seeped out along the large and small wounds.

However, these did not attract Su Yawen's attention. In his opinion, the huge pattern on the back made him amazed.

The circling long snake stared at a pair of colorful and lifelike eyes. Although it was just a tattoo picture, those cold eyes met Su Yawen's eyes, like a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of the head, making people feel dejected. shake.

"This... this is..." Su Yawen was dumbfounded, looking at Fang Jun with disbelieving eyes, "When did you get such a big tattoo on your back, and it doesn't seem to be as simple as a tattoo..."

The touch of his fingers slowly moved over the uneven skin, Fang Jun suppressed his trembling body but did not turn around, and his voice pretended to be nonchalant, "I couldn't fix the wound last time. Later I saw it in Yunnan. When I got a tattoo, I felt that tattooing a pattern can be regarded as covering up the ugly scar on my back."

"The burn scar?"

"Well," Fang Jun nodded. He had long thought that if Su Yawen discovered the snake pattern on his back, it would be reasonable to make up a reason. The wound felt nauseous again, so I thought of such a way."

Su Yawen pursed her mouth, "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. This tattoo is really good-looking and looks like the real thing, but why are you still alive and have a tattoo of a snake? You can't really fall in love with snakes." Alright, nagging."

"At that time, the tattoo master said that the wound on my back was slender, and the snake might be more suitable." Fang Jun hoped to get out of this topic as soon as possible, and cleared his throat, "You should find a way to bandage me quickly. The wind blows my back and makes me feel uncomfortable."

Although the reason was far-fetched, it was reasonable. Su Yawen did not follow him and Shen Ru into the snake lair to find the snake mother, so he was completely ignorant of the curse that the village chief said at that time.

At the moment, at most, Fang Jun was surprised by Fang Jun's whim, and when it comes to doubts, it seems that it is not enough.

Su Yawen moved skillfully and finished the bandage. Although he wanted to know more, Fang Jun deliberately concealed it. Even if he knew more, it was only superficial.

Coincidentally, Xiao Min opened the door again and poked his head in, seeing the two sitting on the sofa, "Doctor Su, Mr. Fang, Miss Lan has woken up."

"Take me to have a look." Fang Jun stood up with a whoosh, and followed Xiao Min out of the office regardless of Su Yawen. Su Yawen, who was standing behind him, was taken aback for a moment, but just gave a wry smile, and followed him out.

And at this moment in the private ward of Lianhua Hospital, Alan was wearing a white hospital gown and sitting on a white bed. The effect of the anesthesia had obviously just faded, and Alan’s brain was still in pain. Sunshine let out a long sigh.

At this moment, ten fifteen in the morning.

I still remember that in the operating room, after watching Su Yawen leave, he was about to get up, but Su Yawen came from outside the house again, holding a long needle in his hand, and injected it into Alan's body without any explanation.

In just a few minutes, Alan's mind went numb, his whole body seemed to lose consciousness, and his memory was stuck at that moment.

squeak-

The sound of the door opening interrupted Alan's thoughts.

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