The manager was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and his heart was in his throat.

"Assistant Lu, what are you talking about? Yujing originally belongs to the Chu family, so I have no right to speak. It's just that some hooligans always came here to act like masters, and over time I subconsciously..."

"In the final analysis, it's all because of this kid's ignorance. He's new here and he didn't recognize you."

Chu Xing's eyes were as cold as frost and snow:

"I'm not here to accuse you today. Please come in."

Hearing this, the manager was suddenly startled and quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He approached the man and said, "Master Yun, what do you want me to do?"

The man took a puff of his cigarette and glanced at the manager.

"My people were drugged in your place. Do you have to give me an explanation?"

Upon hearing this, the manager broke out in a cold sweat again.

Sweat soaked the clothes on his back, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He also said that he was not here to call for punishment, but if this is not calling for punishment, then what is?

"I didn't know you had someone here. If I had known, I would never have allowed this to happen. Master Yun, please forgive me this time..."

The manager was so scared that he almost cried, and he kept cursing the person who drugged him in his heart.

Why did you have to touch this gentleman's people when you could touch anyone else? Isn't this just seeking death?

Special Assistant Lu smiled and picked up the manager and threw him next to the surveillance camera:

"Since you don't know, please cooperate and get to the bottom of this matter."

Chu Xing fast-forwarded through tonight's surveillance footage for a full hour.

Until I saw a woman coming out of box 107 where Song Mai was, looking a little panicked.

Chu Xing's narrowed eyes suddenly opened: "Stop!"

The manager's hand trembled and he quickly pressed the pause button.

"Check the whereabouts of this woman."

The Yujing Hotel has a very complete surveillance system, which is used to collect surveillance evidence in case a guest loses valuables in the hotel or a dispute occurs.

Sure enough, the woman intercepted the waiter who was delivering wine to box 107 on the way.

Then, while no one was around, he stealthily poured a small packet of medicine powder into the decanter.

After making sure that the powder was dissolved, he straightened his clothes and opened the door of the box.

He recognized this person. She was the receptionist of Song Mai's company and had raped Song Mai not long ago.

Chu Xing quickly reviewed the surveillance video again, but did not find any abnormal behavior from Zheng Yao other than giving the drugs.

It looked like no one was behind this, but how could it be such a coincidence?

As soon as she gave the drug, she and Fang Yu left early, leaving Song Mai alone.

The bearded man just happened to have ill intentions towards Song Mai, and immediately took action against him.

If Zheng Yao planned all this alone, Chu Xing would not believe it, and he did not think she had the ability to do so.

"Send me a copy of the surveillance video."

"Yes Yes."

After saying this, Chu Xing strode away.

The manager was left slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

The new waiter beside him didn't understand why he was so scared, and asked in confusion: "Manager, the man called Yun Ye just now didn't look that scary."

The manager glared at him fiercely and said, "You little bastard, you know nothing. Losing your job is a small matter. I almost lost my life! Keep your eyes open next time. Tell me immediately if you see him!"

It was exactly twelve o'clock when Chu Xing returned to the hospital.

He pushed open the door of the ward and saw that the woman had finished her infusion and was lying quietly on the bed.

There was no light in the room and it was dark everywhere.

The man walked to the woman's bed with the light from the corridor and quietly turned on the desk lamp.

The woman's face under the lamp was a little softer. She no longer had the temptation and seduction she had when the drug took effect. Now she looked extremely well-behaved.

Just like when he first saw her, plain and somewhat boring.

Like a cup of warm boiled water, it quenches thirst but makes people not want to drink it unless they are extremely thirsty.

The woman's small hands tightly grasped the quilt, and her expression looked a little terrified, as if she had dreamed of something scary.

Chu Xing pulled the quilt upwards until it covered the woman's shoulders.

I touched her forehead and felt relieved when I found that her temperature had returned to normal.

He closed the door of the ward, and Special Assistant Lu stood at the door and asked: "Do you want to take you home? Miss Song is not going back tonight, you can go back to your own home and don't have to suffer at her place anymore."

"No, arrange a ward for me. I will live here too."

"Yes."

The next morning, Song Mai woke up with a headache.

She moved a little and felt her whole body was sore as if it was falling apart, and her palms were also a little painful.

She raised her hand and saw that her palm had been bandaged.

The memories of yesterday replayed in her mind. She tried hard to recall everything. She remembered that it was Chu Xing who appeared and took her away in the end.

Song Mai forced herself to sit up from the bed and looked around. The strong smell of disinfectant made her instantly realize that she seemed to be in a hospital.

But the environment seemed a little different. The hospital wards she had been in all housed multiple people, with iron beds and each person only having a bedside table. At most there was a TV, and nothing else.

But the conditions here are comparable to those of a four-star hotel, with a soft Simmons bed, flowers on the bedside table, a sofa, a TV, a refrigerator, and even a single bathroom.

Song Mai wanted to get up and take a look, but she was still receiving an IV in her hand and couldn't move, so she had to shout for help.

A young nurse heard the noise and came in. When she saw Song Mai, she said, "Great, you're finally awake. I'll go and inform your husband right away!"

Song Mai stroked the bed sheet. It seemed that this was really a hospital.

After waiting for another two minutes, Chu Xing, wearing a cheap black and gray suit, came in with two lunch boxes in his hands. They looked like they were bought from the breakfast stall outside.

Song Mai recalled how she looked in front of him last night, her cheeks flushed, and she coughed lightly.

"You came……"

The man hummed, put the lunch box on the bedside table and opened it. There was one serving of white porridge and one serving of steamed dumplings, simple but appetizing.

Song Mai fumbled for a while before he found his cell phone next to the pillow. He looked at the time and it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

"It's over, I'm late!"

She pretended to pull out the needle from her hand.

"You don't want your life?"

The man hurriedly stopped her, "The doctor said that the medicine in your body is very strong, and you need another infusion to completely recover. Just lie still."

"But I still have to go to work!"

The man put the spoon in her hand:

"I asked for leave for you early in the morning. When your manager heard that you were sick, he approved the leave without hesitation. Don't worry and take care of yourself. The company won't go bankrupt if you miss a day of work."

Song Mai felt a little relieved, but he still felt a little sad.

[If I miss one day of work, I will lose my full attendance this month and my salary will be deducted, which means I will lose 500 yuan. ]

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