A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses beside Zhang Yuyao lifted his glasses, sized up Wang Jie from head to toe, and then hurriedly came over, speaking to Wang Jie.
"Excuse me, you must be Mr. Wang, right?"
"The young lady was treated here by you yesterday, wasn't she?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jie immediately nodded his head, knowing without saying what needed to be done in this situation.
"Okay, I know and understand, step aside a little, I'll help your miss detoxify right away."
"After all, I can assure you that in this remote place, by the time the doctor arrives, your miss would have long passed away."
As soon as Wang Jie finished speaking, the butler was sweating profusely, hurriedly wiping his sweat, nodding continuously.
"Then we will trouble you, sir, please hurry and save our miss."
