C420 I will Handle the Rest!

Yao Zongru was getting anxious. The wound on Ye Zhenzhen's neck was alarming. A scar running across her neck like a black zipper would be devastating for any young woman. If the wound on her back kept reopening, it would surely leave a scar too.

"This is ridiculous!" he exclaimed, hanging up the phone.

Yao Siyu listened to the disconnected tone before dialing another number. "Grandma