Being plotted

Maybe it's because I miss you so much that I have misconceptions.

Xiang Meng felt that the waiting time for this outgoing voice call was longer than usual.

As the sun rises and the clouds return to the sky, the villa becomes dim and bright, making you feel like the whole day has just passed.

Xiang Meng felt a little palpitated. She pressed the position on her chest and changed countless postures but still couldn't relieve it. So she simply stood up and walked to the balcony.

She looked up and saw dark clouds covering the sun, which was not really a good weather.

Fortunately, the call was finally connected.

Xiang Meng took a breath but did not speak for a long time, because the gasping sound coming from the phone indicated what was happening to Cen Shang.

She almost subconsciously looked for the car keys and ran out as if her life was in danger.

"Cen Shang, where are you? How are you now?"

Almost at the moment when Xiang Meng asked, a muffled hum came from the phone.

"Star…"

Cen Shang murmured in pain: "Xingxing... help me..."

The heavy breathing and the low hoarse voice all revealed the fact that Cen Shang was being plotted or maybe drugged.

Xiang Meng ran to the garage anxiously and drove out without thinking.

She forced herself to calm down, turned on the speaker of her mobile phone, and talked to Cen Shang while driving: "Cen Shang, are you still awake now? Don't you know where you are?"

“Shengyue... hotel.”

Yesterday he came over to discuss cooperation, but because it ended too late, he asked Xie Anhao to open two presidential suites and stay here.

I didn't think there was any problem at first. Xiang Meng wasn't at home either, so he slept the same wherever he slept.

But when he woke up this morning, he felt something strange about his body. While he was awake, he checked the doors, windows and no one else in the room before locking the door and lying down again.

It was the first time Cen Shang took this kind of medicine, and he thought he would be able to endure it, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

When a signal for help gradually formed in his head, Xiang Meng's phone came.

He was sure that he was still in the hotel room, but he was more confused about how he was tricked.

Afraid that his state would frighten Xiang Meng, Cen Shang tried to adjust his breathing, but with little success. He endured the discomfort and his voice was still hoarse and tight and sexy: "I was in 2002.

Don't be afraid, the door is locked

When I recover, I'll go see you.

Just stay well and don’t worry.”

How could she not be afraid or worried? Xiang Meng stepped on the accelerator harder and harder. She wanted to keep talking to Cen Shang to confirm his personal safety.

But she was in a hurry, so she only brought a mobile phone. If she wanted to notify others to help, she had to cut off the call with Cen Shang first.

By the time she finished her work, Cen Shang might have been sent to the tiger's mouth.

After struggling for half a second, Xiang Meng decided to hang up the phone first.

Cen Shang's current state could not support him in rushing over, not to mention that there were unknown enemies hiding in the dark waiting for opportunities. Just keeping the phone call could not guarantee his absolute safety.

She can't afford to lose big for small things.

"Cen Shang, please try to stay awake. You can wash your face or take a shower. I'll hang up the phone first and find someone to help."

"good."

Cen Shang answered quickly, but his voice was a little sticky.

He closed his eyes and tried to get up and go to the bathroom, but his efforts failed.

It was as if there was a fire burning in his body, burning him to the point of losing his mind, but his body could not exert any strength.

He couldn't understand the working principle of this medicine. If it was just for fun, it would be a bit overbearing. It would leave no physical strength at all. How could he get excited and behave randomly?

Xiang Meng on the other side hung up the phone and immediately called Guo Feng. He briefly explained the situation of Cen Shang. Xiang Meng asked Guo Feng to call the police directly for any reason.

The presence of the police in the hotel will serve as a warning to the people in the dark, and may delay their actions.

After explaining to Guo Feng, Xiang Meng immediately called Shang Yueyue and asked her to take the doctor to Room 2002 of Shengyue Hotel as soon as possible. She was not sure whether the untimely treatment of the medicine would have any impact on the body.

But even if there was no impact, she didn't want Cen Shang to suffer. The voice on the phone was so painful that she didn't want to hear it a second time.

After thinking about it, Xiang Meng called Xiang Xi again. If something unexpected happened at the scene, it would always be better if he was there to help.

An hour and a half later, Xiang Meng arrived at Shengyue Hotel.

She was wearing that tacky school uniform, and a pair of much larger gray slippers on her feet. If she hadn't run too fast in the middle, the slippers tripped her and staggered. The person coming up to her was Guo Feng, and probably no one would have recognized her.

That windy woman will be Xiang Meng.

The news that Xiang Meng appeared at the Shengyue Hotel wearing "fancy clothes" quickly spread to the Internet.

Xiang Meng didn't know all this and had no time to take care of it. When Guo Feng saw Xiang Meng coming over, he used the spare room card to swipe the elevator, and briefly reported the situation to Xiang Meng on the way up.

"The doctors from the Cen family are guarding him. He is fine for the time being."

Xiang Meng didn't say anything, not sure if she heard it. She kept staring at the changing numbers in the elevator, wanting to get started and adjust it to 20.

After the elevator door opened, Xiang Meng rushed straight into the room without stopping, but was called back by Guo Feng because he ran in the wrong direction.

"Xiang Meng, please calm down." Guo Feng finally realized that something was wrong with Xiang Meng. He pulled Xiang Meng's arm and his hands were slippery, filled with sweat that would not have time to dry in the future.

It was already June, and the temperature was relatively high, but there was air conditioning in the car and the air conditioning in the hotel was on full blast, so there was no reason for her to sweat so much.

Guo Feng felt nervous and asked her anxiously: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why are you sweating so much?"

Xiang Meng looked at Guo Feng in confusion, was he concerned about whether she was sweating now?

And she doesn't look uncomfortable at all. Now she can find the culprit and beat him to the first degree of disability!

"I'm fine, I forgot to turn on the air conditioner while driving." Xiang Meng explained briefly, took the room card from Guo Feng's hand, and opened the door to the room.

The suite is a two-bedroom apartment, with a small living room facing the door.

The young doctor in a white coat looked at the door. When he noticed that it was Guo Feng and Xiang Meng who had returned, he pointed to the room where Cen Shang slept and said, "Asleep."

"Is there no problem?" Xiang Meng asked with a sigh of relief.

"There's no problem. The medicine will be over by the time he wakes up."

"Thank you." It wasn't until this moment that Xiang Meng breathed his last breath and said, "I'll go see him."

"good."

The doctor sent Xiang Meng to the door of the bedroom, and followed Guo Feng back to the sofa to continue sitting.

Guo Feng was still worried about Xiang Meng's health, so he asked the doctor: "Can you please check Xiang Meng for a while? She is sweating a bit too much. I'm afraid she may be seriously ill."

"Okay, if you sweat a lot, you can add some salt. But I will check it out for the young lady. She seems to be in a bad mood."

Young lady?

who?

Xiang Meng?

Guo Feng reacted for a long time before he realized that the doctor's mistress was referring to Xiang Meng.

It was really surprising to hear this word in the new era. Seeing his surprise, the doctor chuckled twice and explained: "Mrs. Cen asked us to call it that.

As an employer, she has the right to ask for our titles, and Mrs. Cen even showed us a photo of the young mistress, just in case any of us who were not smart enough would bump into the young mistress."

Guo Feng was convinced, he had nothing to say...
Chapter completed!