“Jingjing.” He Shaoqi rubbed the tears in his eyes. Even through the phone, he could almost see Mo Jing. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. “What’s the matter that suddenly made you call me?”

"There's something I'd like to ask you for help with..."

... ...

Five hours ago!

Inside a VIP ward of the renowned First Affiliated Hospital in Southern Province.

An obese woman sat casually on the hospital bed, holding a mirror and looking at her face, which was covered with red spots due to an allergic reaction. She looked agitated and anxious: "Didn't that person say it would get better in a few days? How come the allergy hasn't improved after four days, but has gotten even worse?"

The other four women rushed to Yang Hongyan's side, their faces covered in red rashes, pleading for her help. They had become close friends with Yang Hongyan after meeting her at the bar. They had followed her into this fraudulent scheme because they heard it could make big money. Now, they were at a loss, repeatedly asking Yang Hongyan, "Sister Yang, that person isn't trying to scam us, is he? Look, our faces haven't gotten any better!"

Annoyed by their commotion, Yang Hongyan looked up and saw their attending physician walk in. Taking advantage of this, she vented her anger on the doctor, glaring at him fiercely: "Are you sure you're a doctor? Why is there still no effect after several days of treatment? And you call yourself a famous doctor? Bah! I think you're a quack! Let me tell you, if you can't cure my face, I'll expose your hospital to the newspapers! What a lousy hospital!"

"I'm here to take you for another check-up." The doctor knew he had no chance of winning an argument with these shameless women, so he simply ignored them, treating it like dogs barking in his ear, and answered them indifferently.

What's more, these women are the ones she personally oversaw and was tasked with 'taking good care of'.

After the nurses had completed all the examinations, they handed the examination data to the doctor, who carefully flipped through each page, his brows furrowed.

Sitting opposite Yang Hongyan and her group, their palms sweating as they anxiously awaited the doctor's words, they were naturally extremely worried about whether they would be disfigured.

The doctor, who had been reviewing the documents for a long time, closed them, looked at Yang Hongyan and the others, and said with regret, "I've looked at the test results. Although your allergies are severe, they can be cured with treatment, but you may have scars on your faces afterward."

Upon hearing that it would leave scars, the women sitting on the sofa were terrified. They couldn't bear to imagine how others would look at them if they went out with scarred faces! They were filled with regret and resentment, regretting that they shouldn't have gambled with their faces to commit fraud for their own greed. Now, their faces were disfigured, and no amount of money could repair them.

Yang Hongyan still didn't believe it and pressed the doctor, "Can't cosmetic procedures be repaired? Money isn't a problem, as long as you can help us heal the scars."

The doctor found it ironic that this group of women were staying at the hospital to extort money from Xiangcaoji Company, and the only medicine that could cure their facial scars was a product called "Mei Wuhen" from Xiangcaoji Company. Although it wasn't officially on the market, some people had used trial packs that had leaked out, and after buying trial packs themselves, they confirmed that Mei Wuhen could completely cure scars.

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