Chapter 231 — How to Solve It
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He lifted Tang Zhi from the floor and checked her breathing, only to find it somewhat rapid. Wei Zhao's brows knitted at once. Could it be...
He was just about to examine her condition further when Zou Ruoming's rather plaintive voice drifted in from the corridor not far from the room: "Damn it, two pills and still no reaction. Looks like I'll have to take another one. I wonder if the drug's kicked in on Tang Zhi's side yet. If I can't keep up when the time comes, that would be a sorry show..."
So that was it. The little bastard had fed Tang Zhi something...
Cradling Tang Zhi, Wei Zhao leaped down from the window. He glanced at Zhong Yongliang on the ground, and a wicked smile suddenly flickered across the corner of his mouth.
He settled Tang Zhi into Black Panther's van first, then hoisted Zhong Yongliang up, sprang back through the window of the room he had just left, and dumped him on the floor, arranging him in the posture Tang Zhi had been in...
That done, Wei Zhao quickly returned downstairs to Black Panther's side.
After a moment's hesitation, he tossed Black Panther into the back of the van as well, then, still uneasy, struck several of his acupoints. This time Black Panther would not be waking for two or three hours, most likely.
Naturally, Wei Zhao had no intention of lingering here. He drove Black Panther's van, meaning to find some quiet spot to check on Tang Zhi's condition.
If he was not mistaken, Tang Zhi had been given some drug with a rather powerful aphrodisiac effect.
The van had not gone far when Tang Zhi's body stirred in the passenger seat. "Hot... so hot..."
Tang Zhi was awake? Wei Zhao glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Whether she was truly awake or somewhere between waking and delirium, her body was writhing slightly against the seat, as though in great discomfort...
"Tang Zhi?" Wei Zhao tried calling her name.
"Mm... hot... I'm so hot..." Hearing his voice, Tang Zhi answered instinctively, yet her body went on twisting of its own accord. "I'm so hot... burning up..."
Wei Zhao sighed. He had no choice but to pull the van over at the mouth of a small alley. From the look of her, Tang Zhi was awake and at least somewhat conscious, not wholly unaware of what was happening.
Lin Dahao's hands were skilled, his medical arts superb, but at this moment there was nothing he could do... Wei Zhao's old comrades-in-arms had all been men, scarcely any of whom could have been drugged, and so he had never bothered to study how to neutralize such drugs.
Looking it up on the spot was clearly too late. Wei Zhao scratched his head, gazing at Tang Zhi's flushed and alluring face, and could not help swallowing hard... Easy there, girl. Don't go tempting me...
"Hot..." As if the drug had begun to take full effect, Tang Zhi actually started tearing at her clothes...
Wei Zhao was startled half out of his wits. He turned to look at her. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?"
"Hot... help me..." Tang Zhi not only ignored him but began begging for his help. Her hands never paused; the buttons were stubborn, so she simply yanked, ripping her short-sleeved school uniform open in one pull and baring the camisole beneath.
Tang Zhi's strength was astonishing—it caught Wei Zhao completely off guard. But even as he marveled, the wicked fire he had just forced down came surging back up...
Wei Zhao was no gentleman, but he truly did not want to take advantage of Tang Zhi in a state like this... Given her temperament, she probably would not blame him afterward, but neither would she ever pay him any mind again.
As he was thinking this, Tang Zhi sat bolt upright from the passenger seat and lunged toward him.
"Tang Zhi, calm down!" Wei Zhao cursed inwardly. Looks like the hospital is the only option! He had been worried that a girl going to the hospital over such a matter would be a shameful thing, but now he could not afford to care.