Xiao Yu originally wanted to enter another private room, but just as he was about to enter, Qin Gou let out a loud burp with a strong smell of alcohol that was enough to make the two attendants want to pass out from its pungency.
Is he drunk?
As the attendants loosened their grip, Qin Gou collapsed to the ground, allowing Xiao Yu to see his snow-white wrists under his rolled-up sleeves.
The person who rolled up those sleeves definitely wasn't Qin Gou himself, as it was done carelessly, likely by someone nearby trying to inject him with something using a syringe…
Xiao Yu leaned in closer for a closer look, but saw no needle marks. Was the deed not yet done?
"When you guys went in, did you see if he…" Just as Xiao Yu was about to ask her question, Qin Gou suddenly sat up like a dead fish and hugged her leg.
