When the door was pushed open, it wasn't what I had imagined: a dimly lit basement with torture instruments hanging on the walls, and Su Mingyang hanging in mid-air, covered in blood.
This is a very cozy room, with two pretty nurses and a doctor in a white coat standing inside.
Su Mingyang's elderly mother was lying in bed with a breathing mask on her face.
According to the testing equipment next to her, her vital signs were all normal and her complexion was rosy.
Su Mingyang sat on the sofa to the side, head down, his face gloomy, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Two hot, scantily clad, sexy women were dancing in front of him.
There was also a very alluring girl dressed in Hanfu massaging his back from behind, and occasionally feeding him a crystal grape.
"King Zhou... King Zhou trial card?"
Luo Tianhe was also dumbfounded, his eyes shining.
Upon hearing Luo Tianhe's voice, Su Mingyang suddenly looked up in our direction.
"Old Chen, Brother Luo! Boss Jin!"
He jumped to his feet.
But the next second, Su Mingyang seemed to remember something and sat down again, letting the Hanfu-clad beauty continue to feed him fruit.
However, as soon as he put the peeled kiwi in his mouth, he couldn't help but spit it out.
The woman in Hanfu showed no disgust and gently wiped the stains from the corner of his mouth with a silk scarf.
Just like coaxing a child, she gently picked up another slice of watermelon and fed it to Su Mingyang.
It was then that I noticed that Su Mingyang's clothes were covered with dried vomit stains, emitting a nauseating smell.
The nearby trash can was piled high with all sorts of packaging bags, bulging and bulging.
How much did they eat?
"Stop eating, let's go!"
I stepped forward and helped Su Mingyang up.
But as soon as he turned around, he found that the doorway was blocked by two people.
"Brother Chen, isn't it against the rules to just leave like this?"
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