A black Rolls-Royce circled the mountain road.
"Where are you taking me?" Meng Zhen felt the car's body turning again and again, as if it was heading towards a winding mountain road.
Shen Zhuo said: "Don't be afraid, the doctor is waiting at home."
Home?
Meng Zhen: "I, want, to go to the hospital... take me to the hospital."
Although Meng Zhen can hide in the space, there is no antidote in the space.
You can only go to the hospital.
Chen Zhuo did not comply with her request, but asked the driver to drive faster.
Uncle Zhong, the co-pilot, turned to Meng Zhen and explained:
"Miss Meng, our young master is not a bad person. Banwan Villa is his private residence. There will be no paparazzi harassing you. You can rest assured to see the doctor."
"You have no idea how omnipresent those paparazzi are. Our young master is already being watched by the paparazzi. Maybe a reporter has already been following what happened tonight."
"Ms. Meng is going to the hospital to get an antidote, but if the reporters report it, tomorrow's Hong Kong gossip magazines will say it was our young master who accompanied you to get an abortion. So..."
After Uncle Zhong’s explanation, Meng Zhen stopped asking to go to the hospital.
She didn't want to become famous in Hong Kong in this way.
Soon, the car drove into Banwan Villa.
Chen Zhuo carried Meng Zhen out of the car. Inside the room, the private doctor had already prepared everything.
The effect of the medicine was at its peak. Meng Zhen felt weak all over and waves of heat surged through his body.
In order to stay conscious, she kept biting her lips and tongue hard, stimulating herself through the pain.
At this moment, the tender lips have been bitten, and the bright red blood makes the lips even more delicate and tempting.
There is a kind of beauty of tea roses.
Fortunately, although Shen Zhuo was domineering, he did not do anything inappropriate towards Meng Zhen.
After carrying her to the bed, he handed her over to the doctor and just stood by and watched.
The doctor had obviously dealt with this kind of situation frequently. After a quick check of Meng Zhen's condition, he took out some medicine:
"Ms. Meng, I'm going to inject you with a sedative now. You might feel sleepy, but don't resist. Just get some sleep."
Things have come to this point, Meng Zhen can only choose to trust Chen Zhuo.
The sedative was quickly injected into the body. The burning sensation in Meng Zhen's body gradually subsided, but his mind gradually became blurred.
Finally I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Fifteen minutes after the injection, the doctor checked Meng Zhen's heartbeat and body temperature again.
He reported to Chen Zhuo who was standing beside him: "Mr. Chen, Miss Meng is fine now. She will recover after a good sleep.
I'll prescribe some calming medicine for Miss Meng, and she'll just need to take it once she wakes up."
Chen Zhuo: "Well, you can go down."
After the doctor left, only Meng Zhen and Shen Zhuo were left in the room.
Chen Zhuo pushed the single sofa over and sat beside the bed to watch over Meng Zhen.
Uncle Zhong sent the doctor away and asked the kitchen to make some soup and bring it into the room.
"Master, please eat something and go rest. I'll have the servants come up to watch over you."
"By the way, change Miss Meng's clothes."
The young master was a mysophobe. Miss Meng smelled of cigarettes and alcohol from the nightclub, but the young master didn't mind at all and put her directly on the bed. This was beyond Uncle Zhong's expectation.
Shen Zhuo looked at the woman on the bed.
The beautiful little face had slightly furrowed eyebrows, and it seemed that she was sleeping very restlessly.
She was still wearing the light green suit skirt she had worn in the elevator during the day.
Like the tenderest willow buds in March, it touches people's hearts.
That beautiful face and jade-like skin, every look and movement, makes people's hearts itch.
It was the first time that Chen Zhuo lost control in front of a woman, and his lower abdomen was swollen and painful.
When he was in the elevator, he wanted to hold the person down...
The dark eyes moved, and he suppressed the desire to touch.
He turned to Uncle Zhong and said, "Go call someone."
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