Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

After listening to Dongfang Mo's words, Ah Hao looked at him with a little worry, and couldn't help but whispered: "Boss, Fang Jinxin is still in Binhai, if Fang Zining is really sent to prison, and you don't show up If I go to release on bail, I'm worried about Fang Jinxin..."

"Don't worry, some things will come sooner or later." Dongfang Mo said very calmly, indifferently: "At worst, he will join forces with them. If I don't believe it, I won't be able to beat them."

Of course Ahao knew who Dongfang Mo was referring to, but he hadn't found any sign of Fang Jinxin's relationship with them so far, so it was difficult for him to judge what Fang Jinxin would do next.

What Ah Hao is worried about now is that he doesn't know how to deal with Fang Jinxin, because according to the information he returned from his investigation, Fang Jinxin is not as simple as what outsiders see, just a professor of the finance department.

However, what Dongfang Mo was worried about at this time was not how to deal with Fang Jinxin, because he had already made up his mind about that matter.

What he was worried about was Yan Ru's face. After Yan Ru's surgery was completed this morning, the skin expert told him with regret, "Ms. Yan Ru's face has a large area of ​​nerve scratches, and the scars are extremely deep. It's very difficult to get a skin graft..."

"Can't you use plastic surgery to recover?" He cut off the doctor's words immediately. In fact, all he wanted to listen to was the result. He didn't have the patience to listen to the process, and the most important thing was that he couldn't understand it either.

"No," the expert replied very positively, and then added: "At least I can't do plastic surgery for her, but I don't know whether foreign experts can do it, but one thing is certain, Even if the plastic surgery can be done, it will definitely not be able to return to its original appearance, at most it will be repaired in a small area, and it will not be scary after the plastic surgery."

Dongfang Mo's thick eyebrows instinctively tightened when he heard such words, and he immediately wished to throw this expert into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish. It was just a scratch on his face, and he said such words that made people listen to him because of his limited ability.

Liu Hao is the family doctor of Dongfang's family. He rushed over after receiving a call from Dongfang Mo. He didn't chew when the expert was talking here just now, but after the expert left, he whispered to Dongfang Mo. : "This is the most famous dermatologist in Binhai. What he said just now is very authoritative. It is really unlikely that Miss Yan Ru's face will recover..."

Under Dongfang Mo's cold, angry eyes, Liu Hao's words finally didn't go on completely. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Now that he cares so much, what did he do back then?

Of course the lament in his heart was not expressed, he just changed his words and said: "Since we are going to be sent abroad for plastic surgery, it is better to repair it as soon as possible, before the wound has healed, and see if it can recover to 90% possible."

Dongfang Mo loved Liu Hao's words, so he immediately asked Uncle Liu to contact him on a chartered flight to send Yan Ru directly to South Korea, because South Korea is the country with the best plastic surgery technology in the world.

It was already the morning of the second day when Xi Muxue woke up. After the operation, her face was covered with gauze. Fortunately, her eyes were covered by the black gauze, so she was not injured.

When she got up to go to the bathroom, and found in the mirror that the money was covered in white gauze except for her two eyes, she immediately let out a scream that almost tore through the sky above the hospital: "Ah..."