Yan Xianjue had no idea what to do about someone who had been drugged.
The Yan Household had always protected him well. This was the first time he had ever encountered something like this.
Seeing Zhou Ye suffering from the heat, he first tried using physical cooling methods.
He went into the restroom attached to the lounge, soaked a towel in cold water, and laid it over Zhou Ye's forehead.
After that, he watched Zhou Ye creep across the bed like a maggot.
Seeing that he had not fallen off, he let him keep crawling.
Yan Xianjue sat down on a sofa not far away and waited for Ji Heng to bring a doctor over.
After sitting down, he noticed Shen Fangli's unanswered call on his phone's call screen.
As if possessed, he called her two more times.
Just like before, there was still no signal on the other end.
Yan Xianjue's expression gradually turned serious.
When Ji Heng came in, he saw Yan Xianjue with his face drawn tight.
He assumed only that his friend's drugged condition was serious.
He quickly had the family doctor examine the person writhing on the bed.
Who could have expected Yan Xianjue's next sentence to nearly make Ji Heng black out?
"I have another friend who disappeared in your house."
Whether as a member of the Ji Household or as a police officer,
Ji Heng could not possibly shirk responsibility in this situation.
The birthday banquet had not even officially begun, yet he already had a feeling that it would not go smoothly.
Ji Heng was highly sensitive to danger, and he trusted his intuition deeply.
With a cold expression, Yan Xianjue roughly described Shen Fangli's height and age.
When Ji Heng asked what Shen Fangli had been wearing that day,
Yan Xianjue