To Chu Zhao, everything Qiao Zhen showed was a sad and upset expression. If she wasn't sad and upset, why was she crying? So, provoked, he became even more violent.

Qiao Zhen was hungry, tired, and in pain. This inhuman treatment made her faint. But her soul could still feel Chu Zhao entering and leaving Wen Zhen's body. She had no hope for anything now, and just prayed that Wen Zhen's body would hold on.

After all, if Wenzhen's body couldn't hold on, she would have to find another body to inhabit, and if she still wanted to interfere with Chu Zhao at that time, it would be even more difficult.

Chu Zhao fought until dawn. He looked at the person beneath him; her body was covered in bruises, as if she had been abused. Chu Zhao hurriedly carried her into the bathroom to wash her. After settling Qiao Zhen in, he changed his clothes and went to buy medicine.

Qiao Zhen's original room was in a mess, so Chu Zhao put her in an unused room. He carefully applied medicine to Qiao Zhen, and then went out to buy some food to bring back.

A rich aroma of meat tempted Qiao Zhen, and even while unconscious, she smacked her lips and swallowed the saliva that welled up in her mouth. The power of delicious food was undeniable; exhausted, Qiao Zhen lifted her eyelids and saw Chu Zhao standing beside the table, arranging the food.

Qiao Zhen could feel that she was not bound at all, so she knew that this was a golden opportunity. She lay on the bed to regain her strength, while struggling to keep her eyes open and observe Chu Zhao.

It should be dawn now. She knows that she can find a taxi about ten miles south of here. Although her current situation is... quite intriguing, it's still better than being trapped here.