The doctor muttered a few words to Yan Miao, and was then retorted by Yan Miao.

"How dare you say that? If your medical skills weren't so poor, how could it have turned out like this? And you still say your medical skills are the best. You haven't even seen others do it. They look exactly like the real thing. No matter how you squeeze it, it won't change."

The doctor instantly became unhappy. You can question everything he says, but you can't question his medical skills.

"Nonsense, who can make something that looks like the real thing? Tell me, who it is, bring it here for me to see."

Yan Miao hummed a few times, then took out his phone and pulled up a photo of Yan Mofei. "That's him. Look, he looks like this, it must have been plastic surgery. He personally pinched his nose in front of me, and there's absolutely no sign of deformation. It looks just like the real thing."

"To be able to do this is a true skill. You are far from it."

After the doctor carefully looked at Yan Mofei's photo, he also showed a mocking look and threw the phone back to Yan Miao.

"Are you stupid? He didn't have any plastic surgery on them. From my experience, they are all original. There is no trace of plastic surgery at all."

Yan Miao couldn't believe it: "Impossible!"

"You look like this, isn't it plastic surgery? You must have had it done!"

"Adjusted? I'm so skilled, I couldn't even detect any signs of adjustment. Next time, bring the real person here so I can take a closer look. At least from the photos, there's absolutely no problem. It's completely original."

Yan Miao slowly deflated like a deflated ball.

How is that possible!

He tried every possible way to be handsome, but others have it easily from birth.