"Well..." It seemed that the nurse didn't expect that I would ask this question. So she quickly said, "I don't have a mirror with me. And you are at the early stage of treatment now. After a while, you will do the skin flap transplanting. And then you'll be cured."

The more she said so, the more I realized that my face was sort of quite "scary" now.

Before she could put the ointment on my face, I touched my face gently with my hands.

Sensing that my flesh was stripped off my skin, I thought of the zombies in the movies...

That was probably what I looked like now....