This Doctor Zhao was truly twisted. A sleazy, overweight man in his thirties actually had the nerve to say such things to a young girl. The girl was so terrified her face had turned deathly pale, rendering her speechless.
Seeing this, Doctor Zhao leaned in closer. "Actually, I'm just trying to help you," he continued. "I can't stand to see people suffer, that's all. I have no other intentions."
Despite his words, his gaze lingered on the girl's figure as he repeatedly swallowed. Though young, the girl's body was already well-developed. Paired with her stunningly beautiful face, she was the very image of a calamitous beauty. Seeing the girl remain silent, Doctor Zhao gulped and brazenly reached for her arm.
But just as he did, a hand shot out and intercepted his, shaking it firmly.
Jiang Ce emerged from behind the door, still holding Doctor Zhao's hand with a smile. "You must be Doctor Zhao, right? A pleasure to meet you."
Doctor Zhao froze. Where did this guy come from?
