Chapter 1032: Chapter 1032: Escape! (Part 7)
Before leaving, Xiaojin never thought about whether he should take a stroll around this villa that belonged to their master. He didn’t even notice if there was anything different about the villa he had personally renovated for the master.
After the old man was taken away, the villa beca quiet. The young doctor saw this, so he locked the door again, glanced at the ti—it was almost eleven o’clock—and went to the kitchen to cook.
The master had said the person in the basent was to be held there, not allowed to co out. She could be given injections to weaken her, so she wouldn’t have the strength to escape. However, she mustn’t be starved or frozen; she must be treated well.
Because she was his daughter and their young lady.
He spent about forty minutes cooking, then filled a small bowl with white rice, poured so soup, and picked up so vegetables. Holding these, he headed towards the basent.
Upon reaching the basent, he opened the door. Sure enough, the person with bound hands on the bed was staring blankly at the ceiling, her expression lifeless, like a puppet that had completely lost its vitality.
Seeing this, he brought the rice and soup inside. “Miss, it’s ti to eat!”
“…”
No one responded to him. The only response was the woman’s unblinking, hollow eyes staring upwards from the bed.
Qiu Chi, seeing her like this, couldn’t help but feel so reluctance. He placed the things on the nearby table, ca over, loosened her bound hands, and helped her sit up from the bed.
“Miss, you heard what we said earlier, didn’t you? Actually, you shouldn’t bla the master. The threat posed by Ou Mucen is far greater than that of his father. With his cunning, he will eventually discover this matter. If he does, neither the master nor you can escape. He did this to protect you.”
Protect her?
Hearing these words, the woman who had been lying there all morning, finally being helped to sit up, showed a sharp, cold sneer in her otherwise hollow eyes: “Not , him!”
Qiu Chi was speechless!
Alright, alright, not her, him, okay?
He didn’t want to argue with her. After helping her sit up properly, he took out a disposable syringe from his pocket and aid it at her arm.
It was sothing to restore her strength, but the dose was extrely small, just enough for her to have the energy for one al. After eating, as the drug’s effect wore off, she would again be powerless.
This was all because she recently refused to eat when he tried to feed her, effectively staging a hunger strike in protest.
Once the injection was administered, her noodle-like limp arm gained a little strength. She moved her weak legs, and could command them to so extent, so she took the chopsticks from his hand, ready to eat.
“You eat first, and I’ll co back in later!” Seeing she started eating, Qiu Chi planned to leave first and return after she finished to collect the dishes.
But just as he was about to leave, the woman sitting on the bed suddenly spoke: “Qiu Chi, my throat is a little sore, could you pour so water first?”
Qiu Chi imdiately stopped in his tracks…
Sore throat?
He turned to look at her, seeing her there, coughing dryly, which didn’t seem fake, so he really ca over. “It might be because the weather is dry these past few days. The basent is not ventilated, and the environnt is bad. I’ll talk to the master in a few days and let you go upstairs when no one is around.”
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