V2.Chapter 53 (1/2)

At one o'clock in the morning, in the inpatient department of the Central Hospital, except for the nurses on the night shift who were busy writing medical records, other people had already fallen asleep.

However, the corridor of the sick building where Chen Yaoxing is located is extremely quiet. Even the nurses on duty have disappeared.

Ward 402.

Several burly men put the sleeping nurse on the bed, then turned to leave the ward and stood at the door.

Wearing a nurse's uniform and numbed by the overpowering drug, the expression on her face was a little painful, and she seemed to realize that the danger was approaching her step by step.

Chen Yaoxing, who was standing beside the hospital bed, held out his hand with a grim smile and touched the nurse's ankle tremblingly.

The ankle without socks is stroked by the man's big hand. The silky and delicate feeling makes the man's mouth water involuntarily.

The comatose nurse frowned slightly, as if she heard the devil's laughter. However, the effect of anesthetics made her have no strength to resist, and even less the ability to escape from the devil's hand.

After being in the ward for a long time, Chen Yaoxing's despicable side was exposed. Because the nurse was scolded by Cai Chang, he decided to take revenge on the poor girl.

Chen Yaoxing asked Yan Hua for the overpowering drug that several of his subordinates gave to the nurse.

It is said that this kind of overpowering drug can not only paralyze people's nerves and make the victim lose all the resistance ability, but also make her senses in a sensitive state and make a strong reaction to any touch.

But even so, she still can't open her eyes, and has no ability to make any resistance to the devil who invades her.

The murmur of the devil in her ear and the abnormal sensitivity of her body made the nurse's eyebrows twist together. Tears gushed from her closed eyes and fell down her cheek on the white sheet.

As a life-saving angel, she always takes care of every patient who needs her help with a kind heart.

But who would have thought that the man she had been taking care of was actually a devil in human skin.

If she had a choice, she would rather cut his throat with a scalpel at the moment when she met him than be defiled by such a devil like man.

But how can there be a if in the world?

The reality is always cruel, the heart is always sinister.