Half an hour later, a certain military hospital in Anseong.

"Hey, Yuko, isn't it because your beautiful sister made you lose your waist? This is meat delivered to your door!"

Quan Muyang wore a white coat over his military uniform. His sharp eyes swept over Gu Xiou, who was drugged as well as a powerful hallucinogen. He grinned teasingly and let out a "tsk tsk" sigh.

"Go, brother, you want to be a good person, don't you? Who is like you, wearing the sign of an angel in white and doing all the harm?"

Pei Chengyou, who had been driving all the way, habitually took out a cigarette. The red light, reflected by the incandescent lamp in the ward, cast an elusive haze on his handsome face.

"Don't mention it, compared to disaster, who is more powerful than you, Yuko!"

Quan Muyang smiled very weakly and retorted with a playful smile. He studied medicine in college. After joining the Military Intelligence Agency from the military region, in order to conceal his identity as an agent, he was apparently a military doctor in the army.

This time he came to Ancheng, firstly for his own work, and secondly to do a favor for Yuko. With both public and private matters in mind, he asked to be transferred to Zhanbei's army commander.

"Woo..."

During the conversation between the two, Gu Xiou, who was deeply stimulated by the conversation and kept rubbing himself against Pei Chengyou to relieve his irritability, turned red all over his face and moaned unbearably again.

"Sheepdog, hurry up."

Pei Chengyou's eyes narrowed, and he glanced helplessly at the man in his arms. If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have turned into a wolf if he had been tortured along the way.

"Yuko, I'll try my best."

When it comes to the topic, Quan Muyang's face seems to be more solemn. The field of medicine is broad and profound. Even if he has received various trainings, this two-in-one powerful medicine will not leave any sequelae.

Certainty of success.

If he were in Beijing, he wouldn't have anything to fear, but this is Ancheng after all, and the conditions in a prefecture-level city are far different.

"Um."

Pei Chengyou's eyes were a little dark, and he didn't know if it was because he couldn't bear this sultry invitation, with his sinister tone and hoarse low tone.

"Haha, you have today too!"

Quan Muyang curled his lips, glanced at the gloomy Pei Chengyou with schadenfreude, picked up the syringe, drew Gu Xiou's blood, and tested the sample first.

At this time, in the Imperial Hotel, Noila Mo and Gu Yiming had gloomy faces, as if the extreme they had just achieved had not brought them any happiness, and they raised their eyebrows in disbelief, "Young Master Pei, he really didn't touch it?"

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Chapter completed!