1058 That Person Was Missing! (1/2)

What medicine was this? It was actually so effective.

It had surpassed her expectations greatly.

As Tan Bengbeng was a doctor, the nature of her profession made her pick up the dark brown glass bottle and take another look at it.

She only threw it into the waste bin, regretfully, after she was certain that no drug name was indicated on it.

She did not head out immediately as she knew that the man was outside.

Instead, she walked back to the bed and stared at the stains on it. Holding in the discomfort in her heart, she found some clean bedsheets and changed the entire bed.

Before she slept, she made meticulous checks on the door and made sure that the inner and outer locks were all properly fastened.

Even the windows of the room were locked.

Not a single fly could enter.

As she lay back down on the bed, exhaustion swarmed up her body immediately.

She fell asleep the moment her eyes closed.

However, the second she fell asleep, the door that she had thought was indestructible was effortlessly opened by someone from the outside.

The man slowly wheeled his wheelchair into the room.

He swept his gaze past the waste bin. When he caught sight of the brown-colored medicine bottle in the waste bin, a smile seeped through his eyes.

The medicine was not poisonous and it was also medicine to cure the throat. However, he had added something to it that would make the consumer sleepy.

He did not like to see how she insisted on putting on her brave front when she was obviously so exhausted that both her legs were trembling.

It was still better for women to be gentle and obedient.

In that case, it would not be too tiring for them.

The man wheeled his wheelchair to the side of the bed.

He sat quietly on the wheelchair and stared at Tan Bengbeng, who was sinking into a deep sleep.

With a smile lingering beside his lips, he swept his long and narrow eyes past her body as well as the clothes that belonged to him.

However, his eyes turned icy cold again when his gaze landed on the untouched ginger soup, sitting on the table by the side of the bed.

The time that she had strangled his throat, with her fierce moves, seemed to flash past his eyes.

Other than that, the image when she had calmly asked him how she could leave this place after he had taken her innocence, appeared before his eyes too…

She was way too calm.