Zhao Li'e stared at Li Aiguo in disbelief. "You must have heard wrong, right? How is that possible!"
If the scar was really that severe, how could there be no trace of it on her face? She had seen it clearly. There wasn't a single flaw on that damned girl's face. Her skin was smooth and firm—it couldn't be better.
"I don't think so." Li Aiguo sighed. "I had someone ask around several times, and the news that came back was always the same. Su Qing's face was scalded, and because she didn't get timely treatment and the burn was quite severe, it left a huge scar on her left cheek. But this time, when I went to pick her up, there was nothing on her left cheek at all. I thought it was strange right then."
"How is that possible? How could that be?" Zhao Li'e was still muttering in disbelief. She looked at Li Aiguo. "Among all your family's medicines, is there anything that can heal a scar like that?"
