The last bit of her consciousness knew that something was definitely wrong.
But she didn't have the strength to think about it.
She knew there was someone beside her.
She tried hard to open her eyes to see clearly.
But she was powerless to do so.
Lu Yinxing felt her consciousness getting increasingly fuzzy.
Her whole body seemed to be rolling on a hot iron plate, being cooked.
She began tearing at her clothes, as if wrapped in a layer of molten lava.
Xia Ye had already noticed something was amiss.
If Lu Yinxing was only having a fever, she wouldn't be like this.
This was clearly...
Cao Xiaoqiang sent Lu Yinxing here, presumably afraid she'd resist, so he must have drugged her with something.
Xia Ye clutched his fingers tightly.
They were treating her like this.
Xia Ye could hardly imagine the consequences if he had arrived a moment later.
Just the thought of it made Xia Ye want to kill Cao Xiaoqiang.
However, things had come to this point, and Xia Ye was helpless.
