Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 966 Visit by Song Weiwei

Country H.

A top medical cosmetic surgery hospital.

The high-heeled shoes knocked on the hospital corridor, and there was a slightly crisp sound.

The decoration style of this plastic surgery hospital is not as serious and white as in the hospital. The retro European-style walls and decorations look more like a beauty club.

"Tuk tuk-"

"Come in."

Song Jingwan's tone was brisk and sounded good.

The door was pushed open.

All joy stopped abruptly.

"Why are you? Who asked you to come?"

Song Jingwan's face sank, her face was still wrapped in gauze, so that people could not see her appearance.

Song Jingwan had just had an operation two days ago, and when she saw Song Weiwei at this time, her first reaction was to ask someone to drive her out.

"My sister has an accident, how can I not come and see as a younger sister?"

Song Weiwei smiled and closed the door, and walked towards Song Jingwan slowly.

"Sister, you don't want to make a big noise in the hospital, so that everyone knows that the sisters are not in harmony, right? And, the eldest brother asked me to accompany you, otherwise--"

She suddenly leaned over, and the light and elegant scent from her body entered her nose.

"Do you think I am willing to come?"

Song Weiwei smiled maliciously. She found that she had really gone bad, but she didn't think there was any problem at all.

She was so cowardly before, she didn't deserve to do anything for Miss Song.

Song Jingwan suddenly realized that Song Weiwei had changed a lot when she was out of the country. The elegance that radiated from her bones made her look like a real noble lady, and her skin was white to glow.

"you--"

Countless thoughts flashed in her mind, staring at Song Weiwei's flawless skin for a few seconds, and then sneered, "You moved your face? Which hospital did it, it's quite natural."

Song Weiwei raised her lips silently, "Sister, don't get me wrong. It shouldn't be that I have been in the hospital during this period of time and I have seen too many facelifts. See who is all facelifted? You have a facelift yourself. Don't wrong me."

She straightened up and looked at the ward casually.

It is said that it is a ward, but in fact it is more like a hotel, everywhere is filled with the breath of Song Jingwan's life.

"Who-plastic surgery?" Song Jingwan was grateful that the project she was going to do hadn't been implemented in time, otherwise Song Weiwei would be jokes, "I'm called repair, understand?"

"Ok."

Song Weiwei stretched her hands, "But it's normal for my sister to have the illusion that I have plastic surgery. After all, my skin is indeed much better compared to when I was in China, right?"

More than a lot better? Obviously reborn!

"It's just that I met a classmate by chance. That classmate is also a Chinese, and his family has been Chinese medicine practitioners for generations. You know, this kind of person always has some secret palace recipes that are not humane in his hands, so my skin has changed. That's it."

Song Weiwei showed off in her tone, "I originally wanted to bring you some, but I don't think my sister needs these, right? Is it really possible for your face to recover?"

"idiot."

Song Jing sneered, "Do you think I can see something about you? Now that it's done showing off, just get out of here!"

Song Weiwei didn't care, there was no emotional fluctuation at all.

"Well, goodbye then, sister—"

After all, Song Weiwei left with a smile.

The whole body was full of triumphant energy, almost overflowing.

The interior returns to quiet.

Song Jingwan sat there for a few seconds, and when she thought she would be furious, she suddenly laughed softly.

"When I feel sleepy, someone will give pillows."

She knocked on the table and squinted.

(End of this chapter)