So he asked the nurse, "Little girl, do you young people use air cushions or something like that now? Can you lend it to Aunt Song? She doesn't look very well."
The young nurse was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Uncle Liu, are you talking about the Air Cushion CC?"
Liu Qing nodded. "Almost. My daughter told me once, but I don't remember it. After using it, your complexion will look much better."
Song Li awkwardly tugged at the hem of his suit, "No, don't bother."
The young nurse was also a warm-hearted girl. She smiled immediately and said, "It's not a problem at all. Aunt Song, wait for me. I'll get it for you."
After a while, the nurse quickly brought the makeup bag and said, "Auntie Song, do you need my help?"
Song Li quickly shook her head: "No, I can do it myself."
The young nurse nodded tactfully, "Then you can use it first. When you're done, just put it on the bedside table. I'll come get it later."
After thanking the young nurse, Song Li picked up the makeup mirror and looked at her facial features.
I heard that I had been in a coma for more than four years. It was like a long and heavy dream with various scenes and images.
The images were blurry; she couldn't see or touch them.
Those images were hidden in the darkness, and she finally found the light with great effort.
So she woke up.
More than four years have passed, but she hasn't aged at all, just pale and looks a little frail compared to before.
She really had to thank Liu Qing for his attentiveness, otherwise she wouldn't have realized how pale her face was.
She simply put on some light makeup, and her complexion really looked much better.
After placing the makeup bag on the bedside table, Liu Qing asked cautiously, "Is it okay?"
Song Li nodded, "Yeah."
She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Liu Qing, a grateful smile on her lips.
Liu Qing looked at her face and nodded slightly: "It looks much more natural now. The children will definitely be happy to see that you have recovered so well."
Song Li nodded slightly and said sincerely,
"Thank you, Xiaoyuan's father. Thank you so much. Thank you for taking care of me during the years I was in a coma. Just like the nurse said just now, you are a considerate person."
Liu Qing pushed her out of the ward and said calmly, "Look at what you said. You are Dr. Song's aunt, and I am Xiaoyuan's father. We are family. Why should we be so polite when we are all family?"
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