Chapter 922 It turns out to be sympathy...

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Meng Zhuqing awoke on the eighth day after the birth of Gong Juese and Meng Lanqing's son.

Everyone was very happy that Meng Zhuqing had regained consciousness.

He had been in a coma for a whole month, and that month had been enough for the knife and sword wounds on his face and body to scar over.

When Meng Zhuqing saw himself in the bronze mirror, he was stunned.

It took him a long while to come to terms, and as he did, a bitter smile tainted his lips.

Ugly wasn't sufficient to describe his appearance now; he could certainly frighten a child if one were to see him.

Luckily, he had never been particularly handsome.

Meng Zhuqing comforted himself in his mind.

Gong Juechen, with his arms folded, stood by the side. Seeing Meng Zhuqing touching his own face, he said, "The wounds are too deep, the scar removal ointments I made can't eliminate the scars on your face and body."