C107 Fright

It's just that this sound in Snow's ears sounds very ironic. As expected, Lee Zhe was interested in Wen Yuan, that woman. Even after he drugged her, he still thought of that woman.

However, before Wen Xue had time to think about anything, she was pulled over by Lee Zhe and fell into Lee Zhe's arms. Feeling the warm breath of the man beside her, Wen Xue suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.

Heh, so what if you, Wen Yuan, can seduce her? Now, everyone is mine. Just take it slow.

After Lee Zhe pulled Wen Xue into his arms, he raised his hand and waved away all the documents on the desk.

After a series of "hualala hualala," Wen Xue exclaimed and was placed on the table by Lee Zhe. When she thought about how she was about to be with this man who was the center of attention, Wen Xue blushed. She spoke in a soft voice.

"Director Li, what are you doing?"

However, this sentence exploded in Lee Zhe's mind.

Director Li? Wen Yuan would never call him Director Li.

The face of the woman in front of him gradually became clear. Lee Zhe's eyes gradually became clear. He looked at the woman under him with a somewhat sinister expression. He stood up and waved his hand to push the woman down from the office table.

"Ouch."

She was caught off guard and fell out of the room. Wen Xue seemed to not understand why Lee Zhe did this. But in the next second, when she heard the cold voice that was not as warm as usual, her whole body trembled.

"Get out of here quickly."

He had woken up? That was impossible. He had clearly given him the biggest dose of medicine.

Looking over, the man with his back to her shocked Wen Xue. Lee Zhe took off his shirt at this moment, revealing his muscular back. There was a deep wound on the back of his shoulder, which seemed to be caused by a sharp weapon.

However, this wound had been scratched by Lee Zhe until it was badly mutilated, and it was bleeding non-stop.

This man had actually injured himself to wake him up!

"Director Li, your wound?"

"Shut up and get out of here! Otherwise, I'll take it as you wanting to go to jail again."

When she heard Lee Zhe's gloomy voice, Wenxue could no longer care about her original plan. She quickly got up and left the office.

The office returned to silence. Only Lee Zhe, who was stimulating her with pain, was left with a gloomy expression.

Wen Yuan and Yan Tine were preparing to go to a new western restaurant in the south of the city to eat. Because there was no parking spot near the restaurant, Yan Tine could only park his car in a shopping mall in the distance. He held Wen Yuan's hand and walked forward.

"Which restaurant did you bring for Lee Zhe at noon?"

The two chatted as they walked. However, after Yan Tine finished speaking, he could not hear Wen Yuan's reply.

The people behind suddenly stopped their footsteps. They pulled their hands back from Yan Tine's hands as if they had been shocked by electricity, which made Yan Tine a little unhappy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Turning his head, Yan Tine looked at the strange Wen Yuan and could not help but take a step forward.

"Don't, don't come over. Don't come over."

Wen Yuan realized that the person in front of her was coming over. Her legs were in a panic. The fear and panic in her eyes made Yan Tine somewhat at a loss.

Just now, Wen Yuan seemed to be looking at something.

Following the direction Wen Yuan was looking at, Yan Tine turned his head and saw a church. However, above the door of the church, there was a statue of Jesus, which made Yan Tine's eyes freeze.

The Jesus in the statue was fixed on the cross. He was completely naked, just like when Wen Yuan was hung up. He turned around and looked at Wen Yuan, who was shaking her head in panic. Yan Tine's heart sank.

"Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan? Look at me. I am Yan Tine. Yan Tine."

With a soft voice, Yan Tine tried to approach Wen Yuan, who was in a panic, but he did not get any response.

At this moment, Wen Yuan could no longer control herself. When she saw the sculpture, Wen Yuan could not help but think of the man who hung her up to take a picture. The image of her naked body being hung up overlapped with the image of Jesus in the statue. An indescribable fear welled up in her heart, and she did not want anyone to get close to her.

"Wen Yuan? Wen Yuan?"

While Wen Yuan was in a daze, Yan Tine successfully came to Wen Yuan's side. However, when Yan Tine's hand landed on Wen Yuan's arm, Wen Yuan could feel all the hairs on her body standing up. She lifted her hand and opened Yan Tine's arm.

"Ah! Don't come over! Don't come over! Go away! Go away! Help, help! "

The hysterical cries did not seem to be able to eliminate the fear in her heart. Wen Yuan felt a surge in her stomach. After escaping from Yan Tine, she laid on the ground and started to vomit non-stop.

"Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan, what happened to you?"

Yan Tine's handsome face became gloomy, and his voice was filled with anxiety and helplessness. He originally thought that Wen Yuan did not care about that matter anymore. He had been very careful these few days because he was worried that Wen Yuan would have some psychological trauma. Now, it seemed like he still couldn't avoid it.

Looking at the delicate figure lying on the ground, trembling and vomiting, Yan Tine's heart felt as if it had been stabbed by needles. He wanted to go forward and comfort Wen Yuan, but there was nothing he could do. Wen Yuan would immediately be vigilant when he approached her. He really did not want to cause her to reject him even more.

The commotion here had already attracted a lot of people to stop and watch, but Yan Tine and Wen Yuan did not have the mood to care about them. Yan Tine called a doctor to call over. During this time, he had been trying to get close to Wen Yuan. However, he found that it was to no avail. There were women around who also tried to comfort her. They were still blocked by Wen Yuan. Until the doctor arrived at the scene, Yan Tine's heart did not relax at all.

The doctor who came here was the doctor, Lin Jian, whom Yan Tine had consulted about Wen Yuan's matter. He was young, but he was very proficient in psychological medicine. However, Lin Jian looked at Wen Yuan's current situation and looked at Yan Tine. He said to the nurses who followed behind him.

"Directly release the sedative."

"Wait!"

Yan Tine naturally heard the doctor's words and instinctively wanted to stop him.

"Is it already so serious?"

Lin Jian helplessly nodded and said,

"If you wait for her to recover from this situation, she might keep vomiting until she vomited bile. Then, the soreness in her body will decrease, causing alkali poisoning. Then, she won't let anyone get close to her"

Yan Tine's expression was gloomy, but he still nodded in the end. The male nurses behind him went forward. They did not care about Wen Yuan's struggle and directly pressed her to the ground and injected her with sedatives.

Seeing Wen Yuan's eyes that were filled with panic slowly closing, her eyebrows did not even seem to relax, a wave of irritation inexplicably surged up in Yan Tine's heart. He raised his hand and directly hit a pillar at the side.

Looking at Yan Tine's badly mutilated hands, Lin Jian patted Yan Tine.

"This is a good thing. If you discover it earlier, treat it earlier."