Su Xier nodded and immediately took someone to send Wujue City into the wing room.

“Hahaha, one week?

Restore the original appearance?”

"Boy, you can die if you don't blow."

"That's right, you will never be able to recover in your lifetime."

"I tell your little brother, I don't know how many doctors want to treat this ugly monster and become famous. As a result, they are so scared that they can go as far as they go."

"She is so severely disfigured, she can only be an ugly monster for the rest of her life, and it is impossible to restore her original appearance."

"We'll give you a week."

"A week later, she returned to her original appearance. We knelt down and called you dad."

More than a dozen patients sneered at Ye Fan again, and then kicked over several chairs and left.

They also regarded Ye Fan's announcement as arrogant and told outsiders everywhere that they attracted more ridicule of Jin Zhilin.

Several Chinese doctors didn't care about it and shook their heads. Obviously, they all knew that Wujuecheng was difficult to treat.

Ye Fan was not angry, but just said calmly: "Xi'er, turn on the furnace!"
Chapter completed!