C117 Skin transplantation

Yan Luoluo rubbed her head that was hurting. She was obviously wearing too dirty clothes, how could she blame her for not doing good enough.

"Little friend Fanfan, are you afraid of coming to the hospital today?"

The last time they met, he was completely attracted to the wound on Yan Qingfan's arm and only roughly glanced at him.

"As long as Uncle Juns operated on me, I'm not afraid