Damn!
Ling Chen couldn't help but curse. It's all that bastard's fault. Now it's a mess, nothing works, and he has no idea what to do. Should he just watch Leng Feifei suffer? Moreover, it takes at least half an hour to rush to the hospital from here, there's no time to get Leng Feifei there for treatment.
As he pondered, Leng Feifei's moaning on the sofa grew louder, and she began to tear off her clothes. Not only that, her body was becoming increasingly hot, her skin taking on a strange red hue, which was quite unsettling.
Seeing this, Ling Chen swung his fist and knocked Han Mingchao out.
Returning to the sofa, Ling Chen picked up the irrational Leng Feifei and quickly headed upstairs. The maids in the villa were gone and wouldn't be back for a while.
On the second floor of the villa, Ling Chen found a spacious bedroom, gently laid Leng Feifei on the bed, then grabbed her arm, placing his hand on her pulse to check her condition.
Not good!
