Zhou Wang imdiately headed outside upon hearing this, followed quickly by Feng Yuanzheng and the other security guards.
Zhou Zihan was standing at the door, inspecting the door which had several large footprints on it, and she looked quite helpless. Seeing a few people coming out, she said to Feng Yuanzheng:
"Rember to account for the damages for , this door is made of cherry wood, it’s quite expensive..."
Zhao Yan and the others didn’t realize until they were escorted out by the security guards that quite a number of guests had gathered at the end of the corridor, peeking curiously.
Zhao Yan only felt restless, since most people there knew him, but what made him more uneasy was the attitude revealed in Feng Yuanzheng’s words earlier.
However, Zhao Yan wasn’t completely hopeless, because he had confidence in Xue Peng.
He dared not confront Feng Yuanzheng head-on, but surely Xue Peng wouldn’t have a problem?
...
At the end of the corridor, when Zhou Wang approached the door of the room, he vaguely heard so noises, but the thick cherry wood was great at soundproofing, making it impossible to hear clearly through the door. Zhou Wang tried to twist the handle, finding it locked, and then turned to look at Feng Yuanzheng.
Feng Yuanzheng nodded seriously, just about to roll up his sleeves and kick the door, but Zhou Zihan, who followed behind, calmly walked up and placed her finger on the handle, unlocking it with her fingerprint...
Seeing the door "click" open so responsively, Zhou Wang and Feng Yuanzheng were sowhat dumbfounded, while Zhou Zihan rolled her eyes, not in the mood.
"This is my house; is there anywhere here I can’t enter?"
With the montum already built, Feng Yuanzheng was quite embarrassed, while Zhou Wang didn’t have ti to joke with the two, so he hurriedly pushed the door open.
The sounds beca clearer, but they weren’t what Zhou Wang expected; instead, they were the sounds of two n wrestling and muffled groans.
This was a large bedroom, or rather, it should be considered the master bedroom on the first floor. In the corridor by the bathroom door, Xue Peng was scuffling with Song Rui.
It couldn’t be described as a scuffle; accurately speaking, it was Xue Peng unilaterally beating Song Rui, whose face was bruised and swollen, with fresh blood streaming down as he fell to the carpet. Yet he desperately held onto Xue Peng’s pants leg, and although Xue Peng didn’t seem to have suffered much injury, he was panting heavily, simply continuing to throw slow punches at Song Rui...
The opening of the door startled Xue Peng, who turned his head and saw Zhou Wang and Feng Yuanzheng appear with a montary hesitation. But before he could say anything, Zhou Wang had already walked up and kicked him to the ground.
Xue Peng painfully crashed onto the carpet, imdiately subdued by Feng Yuanzheng, while Zhou Wang helped Song Rui up from the floor.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Song Rui opened his bloodied eyes, recognized the silhouette as Zhou Wang, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhou... Zhou Wang, you’ve co..."
"I called you, why didn’t you..."
Halfway through his sentence, Zhou Wang’s eye caught sight of Song Rui’s Huawei Mate60 with a broken screen lying on the side, understanding imdiately, he stopped talking.
"Yiyi, Yiyi is inside... you, you go take a look..."
The seriously worn-out Song Rui pointed toward the inside of the bedroom.
Zhou Wang nodded and got the security guards behind him to support Song Rui, turned to find Zhou Zihan had already gone to call the doctor, and then rose and headed inside the bedroom.
Passing through the corridor and a living room, Zhou Wang entered the bedroom where a large bed was placed and finally saw Cheng Yiyi.
She was lying in bed, her clothing intact, showing no signs of being assaulted, only her ceremonial dress was scattered due to her struggling motions, exposing patches of fair skin.
But her movents of struggle were small, more like an unconscious tremor. As Zhou Wang moved closer, he could hear her muttering incoherently in a soft voice—
"So... so hot, help ..."
"Hmm... so uncomfortable... mushrooms, so many mushrooms crawling all over ..."
"Zhou Wang, wuwuwu... why don’t you want ..."
Zhou Wang couldn’t quite understand what she was muttering, but it was clear Cheng Yiyi’s condition was not right.
Her face was very red, sweat beading on her forehead, accompanied by so scratching motions.
Zhou Wang tried touching her, Cheng Yiyi’s body instantly shrank back.
"Was she drugged?"
Zhou Wang was startled, a bit at a loss.
He rembered reading a science popularization article earlier that potent drugs like those that make you dazed, from Master’s movie, theoretically shouldn’t exist.
Soporific? mory loss drugs?
Zhou Wang could only speculate in this direction.
While Zhou Wang was still figuring things out, Cheng Yiyi, seeming to find so support from Zhou Wang’s actions, suddenly tightly clung to him, imdiately climbing onto him.
Zhou Wang was also reluctant to push away a sick person, feeling obliged to hold Cheng Yiyi letting her get so comfort.
Entangled for a mont, the sound of high heels was heard from behind, Zhou Zihan walked into the bedroom, seeing this scene, she was briefly stunned then looked towards Zhou Wang with a half-smile:
"I seem to have co at a bad ti."
"No, you ca at the right ti."
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Seeing Zhou Zihan not catching his humor, only looking at him puzzled, Zhou Wang felt quite dull, waved his hand saying: "It’s not important... has the doctor arrived?"
Just as Zhou Wang finished speaking, a doctor and a nurse carrying an ergency box hurriedly entered, both were blonde foreigners, making Zhou Wang glance at them twice.
"Alice!"
Zhou Zihan first greeted the female doctor and then turned to look at Zhou Wang.
"Leave it to them, they’re all my family’s private doctors, skill shouldn’t be an issue, if it doesn’t work we’ll send them to the hospital."
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