“哎哟!”一阵剧烈地疼痛,我不禁呻吟了一声,睁开眼,一片漆黑。“啪”,灯亮了,那雪白强烈光刺得我睁不开眼,迷着双眼,蒙中看到一个熟悉而又陌生的身影:乱蓬蓬的头发,好像几年也没梳理似的,一双暗淡无神的眼睛,充满了关切。“手术刚做完,疼吗?来!擦擦汗。”“不用了。”“不要担 “Oh!” With a burst of intense pain, I couldn’t help but snort and opened my eyes. It was dark. “Yeah,” the light was on, and the strong snow-white sting made me blind and blinded, and I saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure: the untidy hair, as if it had not been combed for years. God’s eyes are full of concerns. “After the surgery has just finished, does it hurt? Come! Wipe sweat.” “No need.”