Jing Yiren was rendered speechless. Suddenly, Yue Feng's slender hand reached into her shorts…
Just then, a loud "bang" resounded as the door to the sick ward was violently kicked open.
Even without seeing, Yue Feng could sense the murderous aura and overpowering atmosphere of the newcomer.
Then, a punch harshly landed on his face, sending him tumbling off the bed and rolling heavily onto the floor.
Yue Feng didn't know what he had bumped into. He felt the side of his head hitting a hard object, a stabbing pain shot through it, and his scalp numbed.
Then, the smell of blood wafted into the air.
Jing Yiren gasped in shock.
Suddenly, Lu Ming appeared – scooping Jing Yiren up into his arms, he held her small face, anxiously checking her over.
Upon seeing traces of blood at the corners of her mouth, another surge of fury rushed through Lu Ming.
