The moment this thought floated in her mind, Xiao Hai seemed to perceive something, so she immediately stood up, and then found out the information about her previous medical treatment from her bedside table.

The medical record card was there, and there were a few large bills. Xiaohai flipped through it and finally found a business card among a bunch of papers.

The name written on the business card is Zhang Fugui, a rather rustic name, but it is a well-known plastic surgeon in the g world.

She was rescued two years ago and suffered a lot of injuries on her face. In order to restore her appearance, Xu Daning took Xiaohai to the world and went to this doctor Zhang for surgery.

At that time, Xiaohai always thought it was just a repair operation, but she would look at the business card. It was indeed a plastic surgeon, so she couldn't help but become curious again: Is her face just repaired at the moment? Or did you have plastic surgery? If she had plastic surgery, what did she look like before?

Thinking of this, Xiao Hai turned on the headlights in the room. This time, the room was completely brightened.

She walked to the dressing table again and sat down, then looked directly at herself in the mirror.

With a standard Han Fan Guazi face and a tall nose, Xiao Yu stared at her mouth and eyes tightly, always feeling that these two places had been passive.

Countless thoughts were generated in my mind, so I also brought countless guesses.

She squeezed the business card in her hand, and the sweat from her palm covered it layer by layer.

She also tried to think hard, but once the brain moved, the pain in the head was as if a person had pried his own brain with a hammer.

So she tried several times, and finally gave up.

It seems impossible to restore the memory for the time being, so if she really wants to know the truth, she can only find out on her own.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Xiaohai called Doctor Zhang. The other party answered very slowly. Obviously, he still didn't wake up.

"Hello, hello, is this Dr. Zhang?"

"you are?"

"Oh, I am one of your patients, I..."

"I haven't gone to work yet, so let's talk about something in the hospital!"

"Wait for Doctor Zhang!"

Seeing that Doctor Zhang was about to hang up, Xiao Hai hurriedly stopped.

"It's this kind of Doctor Zhang. I can't rush to the hospital today, but there seems to be something wrong with the surgery I performed before."

As soon as the doctor heard that the patient had a problem with the operation, he naturally became nervous, and Zhang Fugui's sleepiness disappeared completely at this moment.

He immediately sat up, and then asked: "What's the matter, what's the problem? Postoperative infection or what?"

Little Hay paused, and then said solemnly: ‘My nose always hurts and it’s still a bit swollen. Doctor, did you fail to perform the operation! ’

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Fugui has been a doctor all his life, so he cares about his reputation. If he has failed cases, then his sign is going to be broken.

So he retorted seriously: "How could the surgery I have undergone failed!"

"But my nose really hurts, and other parts of my face also hurt!"

Zhang Fugui took the phone and looked at it. There was no remark, so he frowned, "You said it for a long time and didn't tell me who you are. How can I know your situation!"

"Oh, Doctor Zhang, I am Xiaohai!"

"Small sea?"

Because he was a frequent visitor, Dr. Zhang remembered it when he thought about it.

"Your surgery has been so long, and the time for postoperative infection has long passed. How could it be swollen? Did you bump into something in your nose or what force you received?"

"I do not have it!"

"It's just the nose hurts?"