C107 This Was Premeditated!

On the other side of Imperial Hospital, there was a pungent smell of disinfectant everywhere.

The screaming Chiang Yaxin seemed out of place with the quiet atmosphere of the hospital. Fortunately, she was staying in a single high-class ward and would not affect others. Otherwise, she might be scolded to death.

"Mom... Wuwuwuwu, is there a wound on my face? Will there be a scar? Wuwuwu