Regarding Muya, I don't think we're suitable

Lan Xiao looked at LAN Muya's thick skin and was rather speechless.

"That's right, brother Yucheng, you should take her to the hospital. I'm afraid she will really be disfigured. Tsk, tsk, your nose is crooked. In the future, you'll be disfigured and become an ugly monster. It'll be difficult for you to get married."

LAN Muya's body trembled. The disfigurement and ugly monster that Lan Xiao had mentioned had completely frightened her.

"No, it can't be that serious, Yingluo."

"My nose is about to fall off. If we delay any longer, it might really happen." Lan Xiao looked at LAN Muya's panic-stricken face calmly and smiled naughtily.

LAN Muya's eyes were full of panic. She helplessly pulled Lou Yucheng and pleaded in a low voice,"Brother Yucheng, hurry up and send me to the hospital. If I'm really disfigured, I don't want to live anymore."

Lou Yucheng couldn't just leave the injured and bleeding LAN Muya behind, so he looked at Lan Xiao with a troubled expression.