I Helped My Wife Go to Northern Myanmar to Catch Pretty Boys.

My injured wife was admitted to a private hospital, but I was repeatedly refused permission to visit her. She said she was afraid that I would feel distressed when I saw her scars after the operation, but she turned around and left fine scratches on the back of the handsome young doctor. "Dr. Xiao Du's methods are brutal! But why does he make people want to stop every time?" At the charity dinner, my wife's little sisters gathered around her and joked, "My sister's personal doctor is so handsome, thank you for being able to recruit so many talents from the rescue center in northern Myanmar!" My wife sipped the red wine, her eyes moving. "This group of doctors is not enough. I am still looking for the next group of assistance volunteers." "How about one for each of you. It must be 180cm tall and have abs." The next second, I pushed through the door wearing the special silicone mask worth millions. "I volunteer to go to northern Myanmar and leave tomorrow." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.