It hides all the filth and desire in this bustling city.
The rain was pouring down, hitting an extended Lincoln hard...
"You! Go and detoxify our young master, otherwise I will kill you!"
"..."
Jiang Weiyi curled up her slender body and sat in a corner of the car. Half of her pure white nurse uniform was torn off, exposing her shoulders as white as jade.
She hugged her knees with her hands and managed to huddle up so that her torn nurse uniform wouldn't even cover her breasts...
Sitting on the side seat is a young man, about twenty-seven years old, wearing a slim-fitting black ink trench coat and exuding a murderous aura.
To be precise, there was a monster sitting there.
She had never seen a man who looked so delicate and feminine, but his aura was so powerful that it was so breathtaking that people almost dared not look directly at him.
"Come here and detoxify me!"
The man sat there and spoke coldly.
He stared at her with a pair of black eyes, and under the high bridge of his nose, a pair of thin lips pursed without an arc, showing a bit of laziness, but also coldness and chills.
His voice was too magnetic, and the hand on his knee was bleeding drop by drop, and the blood was very deep.
But he seemed to feel no pain at all and didn't even frown.
"I'm just a nurse."
"Detoxification!"
"I'm just a nurse!"
Jiang Weiwei frowned and repeated.
Besides, she doesn’t know what kind of poison he was poisoned, okay?
Ten minutes ago, she was strapped into this Lincoln car after getting off work from the hospital.
Then someone put a gun to her head and forced her to detoxify... Inexplicably, they didn't arrest a doctor?
"You're tired of living, how dare you talk back to Mr. Xiang?" The attendant squatting next to Jiang Wei immediately viciously hit her head with the handle of his gun, "I'll detoxify you if I ask you to!"
"I don't know how to solve it." Jiang Weiyi gritted his teeth in pain, but remained calm.
"Do it and throw her away." Xiang Yutian looked at her coldly and ordered after making sure that she couldn't detoxify, his tone without any pity.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei didn't expect that they would really dare to kill people, so his face turned pale.
The attendant kicked her to the car door and was about to fire when he heard the driver's anxious voice, "Master Xiang, we're here. We can't let them find out you're injured, otherwise we won't be able to get out of here!"
Hearing this, Xiang Yutian turned his head and looked out the window coldly.
In front of the gorgeous palace-like lakeside villa, the lights are brightly lit...
The raindrops under the lamp are very messy. A group of men in black suits are standing with black umbrellas, their faces solemn and nervous. They are looking here, as if they are waiting for something.
Xiang Yutian lowered his head and stared at his bloody hands, his face as cold as ice.
He couldn't let anyone find out he was poisoned.
Xiang Yutian looked at Jiang Weiwei and had an idea, "Come here!"
Every word is full of aloof and domineering, and cannot be criticized.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi made no move, and the next second he was kicked to Xiang Yutian's feet by his followers.
She raised her head, and he glanced at her coldly, his eyes like daggers.
"Give me a tissue!"
Xiang Yutian took the tissue from the attendant and wiped off the blood on his hands one by one.
His fingers were long and white, and his wiping movements were as graceful as wiping a unique art collection.
Only then did Jiang Weiwei clearly see his injuries. There was a very small wound on his left index finger, as if it had been pricked by a needle, and drops of blood kept coming out...