C138 I Don't Want to See You

In the presidential suite at the top floor of an international hotel in A City Center, Yang Zhenting sat on the sofa. The person next to him lit him a cigar and took a long drag.

His private doctor walked out of the bedroom and respectfully said to him:

"Sir, I just checked. The young lady only suffered some superficial injuries and was fine. I've already prescribed some trauma medicine for her