Chapter 4202：  What kind of president, is it not fragrant to set up a stall? (

Chapter 4202 What kind of president is it? Isn’t it fragrant to set up a stall? (6)

It was confirmed from her mouth and ears that she was going to use a knife on herself, and Gu Hualei became even more frightened.

However, the more scared he is, the brighter the smile on Su Qiao’s face.

"Your eyes are too big and not long enough. You have to open the outer corners of your eyes first, and then find a way to lengthen them."

"Also, the nose is not strong enough, and the roots are not high enough, so you have to raise your lips a little bit..."

Su Qiao looked at it carefully, with a very serious look: "Well, it seems a bit thin, not full and sexy, and needs a little modification."

"The cheekbones are okay, but the face is a bit square. This mandible is too wide and needs to be worn off a bit to make it more stylish."

The more she said, the higher Gu Hualei's heart lifted, her nerves tightened, and she had to fight the numbness and brain chaos caused by the anesthetic.

Su Qiao's gaze swept across his body and suddenly asked: "How tall are you?"

"One...eight eighty-three meters, you...wouldn't you really want to give me a plastic surgery?" Gu Hualei held his breath, finally showing a look of fear.

"You are not a plastic surgeon, and you have never learned this, and you have never touched a scalpel before undergoing an operation. You must not mess around, this will kill you.

Su Qiao began to disinfect him carefully, with a faint expression: "How do you know I haven't studied?"

"When did you study it? You graduated from a normal university, and you are separated from this line by thousands of miles." Gu Hualei was already scared into a cold sweat.

If he were not numb all over, he might have jumped up at this time.

Unfortunately, even if he bit his tongue and bleeds, he still lies on the operating table like a dead fish and can’t move.

Not only is the anesthetic already effective, but also the limbs are tight.

Su Qiao laughed suddenly: "You remind me, even if I move a knife on your face or body today, no one will believe that I did it."

"After all, I am not studying this major, and it has nothing to do with medicine. Who would believe that I didn't give everyone plastic surgery? Okay, let’s go back to the question just now."

"At 1.83, it should be similar to him. There is no need to interrupt your legs and make you shorter."

Gu Hualei was full of horror, looking at her like a devil: "Aren't you crazy, are you?"

She even wanted to break his leg.

Suddenly, he realized that there was something in her words, "No, who was he just now?"

Su Qiao smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at him diagonally, and continued to carefully prepare the scalpel forceps.

Gu Hualei felt more and more that the top of his head was covered with greenery, "Just tell me, who on earth do you think he is?"

Su Qiao put down the things in his hands and raised his eyebrows: "I really want to know?"

"Forget it, I'm afraid you can't stand this blow."

Sweat Gu Hualei bit his tongue vigorously, trying to keep himself clear, staring at Su Qiao angrily:

"No! I must know, just now."

Su Qiao sneered.

This is what you asked for.

She took off the rubber medical gloves on her hand, turned around and glanced around, took a pen and a folder on the metal cabinet, brushed it, and quickly drew a portrait.

Although it is just a simple sketch, the people on the painting are vivid, and even the charm of the eyes is drawn.

Facial senses are very deep, impressively like the Great Demon King of the previous life.

After finishing the painting, she took the painting to Gu Hualei's eyes and said proudly: "How is it? Handsome, isn't it good-looking?"

"If you look like this, I will listen to you everything."

"Chu...Chu Jingchen?"

(End of this chapter)