  &quot;Nothing, just a little ...... well, a little uncomfortable.&quot; Cheng Lydia didn't want to waste his time, as it were, she collected plus hand to avoid the weight and said.
      Shen Ron, however, flipped her collar open with his hand.
      Several nail-poked wounds on the back of her white, delicate neck appeared in plain view to his eyes, wounds that were no more than half a day old at first glance.
      A bad feeling hit him and he instinctively asked, &quot;What's going on?&quot;
      Despite the question, Shen Ron had already guessed what was probably going on, and he surreptitiously lifted his hands for a closer look, and saw a few traces of blood still under his fingernails. He hadn't even noticed it on the way from the airport, nor had he noticed it when he was washing his hands in the suite.
      &quot;Why don't you say it?&quot; Shen Ron asked again, his tone muc

  After returning to the hotel, Cheng Lydia watched TV for a while with nothing to do, got sleepy and fell asleep in bed with her clothes.
      I don't know how long I slept, but I was shaken awake and opened my eyes to find it was Shen Ron.
      Cheng Lydia sat up from her bed with a start and scanned the floor-to-ceiling windows to find that they were already lit up, which meant that she had slept through the night.
      &quot;It's late, have you eaten?&quot; She asked apologetically as she touched her face.
      &quot;Eaten, you don't look like you've eaten?&quot; Shen Ron looked at her askance.
      &quot;I went shopping on my own this afternoon.&quot;
      &quot;Look out.&quot; Shen Ron scanned the shopping bags in the corner of the suite.
      &quot;I ate noodles before I came back, I'm not hungry at all now.&quot; Cheng Lydia got out of bed and hit her head with her hand, &

  Just after arriving at the hospital, Cheng Lydia is asked by a colleague to attend to an emergency patient. She gives the blood sample taken from Yang June to Doctor Song and asks her to help send it to the laboratory.
      Doctor Song didn't pay much attention to it, and took the blood sample inside the testing room.
      Because the results could not be produced on the same day, Cheng Lydia packed up and left at the end of the day without asking.
      The next day, Cheng Lydia and Shen Ron boarded a flight to Japan.
      The sunlight outside the window was a little harsh, and Cheng Lydia said to Shen Ron, who was flipping through a magazine, &quot;Can you pull the window down?&quot;
      &quot;I don't like to stay in places where the light is too dim.&quot;
      &quot;......&quot; Cheng Lydia, of course, wasn't going to argue with him about that little thing, and leaned back in

&quot;Nothing, just a little ...... well, a little uncomfortable.&quot; Cheng Lydia didn't want to waste his time, as it were, she collected plus hand to avoid the weight and said.
      Shen Ron, however, flipped her collar open with his hand.
      Several nail-poked wounds on the back of her white, delicate neck appeared in plain view to his eyes, wounds that were no more than half a day old at first glance.
      A bad feeling hit him and he instinctively asked, &quot;What's going on?&quot;
      Despite the question, Shen Ron had already guessed what was probably going on, and he surreptitiously lifted his hands for a closer look, and saw a few traces of blood still under his fingernails. He hadn't even noticed it on the way from the airport, nor had he noticed it when he was washing his hands in the suite.
      &quot;Why don't you say it?&quot; Shen Ron asked again, his tone much colder.
      Cheng Lydia was about to explain when she was pulled into the car by Shen Ron, w

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