"Yu Zhao! Good. I haven't even looked for you, but you're already here!"
At this moment, Yu Yuan and An Fang, who had come with Yu En, walked out of the elevator and glared at Yu Zhao.
It was as if this biological daughter had no blood relationship with them and was more like an enemy.
Yu Zhao chuckled. "Are you guys planning to give my sister plastic surgery?"
Hearing this, An Fang subconsciously hid the medical record she was holding behind her back.
"It seems like my guess is right." Yu Zhao chuckled. She didn't even see what was written on the medical record.
"You!" Only then did An Fang realize that she had been tricked. She was furious. "You still have the cheek to say that! If it wasn't for your slap, how could the blood vessels on your sister's face be infected?"
Yu Zhao glanced at Yu En coldly and curled her lips. "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Is there an infectious disease on my hand? Look at you guys, you're so worried that she's infected."
