Ji Yu had already deeply influenced their affairs.
Song Xuan, on the other hand, held immense hatred toward her previous cosmetic surgeon. "Xiao, can you help me deal with that plastic surgeon? If it weren't for him, how could my face end up like this?"
Tears gleamed in her eyes, as though this incident had dealt her a tremendous blow.
"Calm down first. This might not be the way you think. Some materials are things you inherently cannot use. I'll thoroughly investigate the matter."
Gu Qixiao didn't like investigating people on a whim, but since Song Xuan was this furious, he couldn't avoid putting on a show.
"Xiao, I don't want to be discharged so quickly. My face hasn't healed yet. What if something goes wrong later?"
Though she didn't like Ji Yu, she knew Ji Yu was at least competent. For now, Ji Yu was the only one who could treat her face.
