Dizzy and disoriented...
Zhan Qipei shook his head and looked ahead, his vision distorted, barely able to see the person in front of him, only faintly hearing Lan Yinyin's voice.
"President Zhan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
As Lan Yinyin spoke, she stood up and walked towards Zhan Qipei.
Zhan Qipei shook his head again, trying to clear his mind, but the more he shook his head, the dizzier he became.
Not only that, his body felt as if it were on fire, spreading from below his navel throughout his body, and finally rushing to his brain, causing his consciousness to disperse more and more.
Lan Yinyin's voice still resounded incessantly beside his ear.
"President Zhan? President Zhan? Are you okay? Let me help you back to your room to rest."
After Lan Yinyin spoke, she restrained the excitement in her heart and reached out her hand toward Zhan Qipei. Just as she was about to touch him, Zhan Qipei suddenly stood up and fiercely kicked her in the abdomen.
