Ye Lanchen was clear about his current situation.
"Drugged? Drugged with what?" Chu Wuyou's hand that was holding the phone suddenly tightened, but her eyes widened slightly.
"A medicine that only you can help me cure." When Ye Lanchen said this, he smiled slightly. Yes, only she could save him.
Only she.
"Ye Lanchen, you're not joking, right?" Chu Wuyou secretly sighed. She heard that something was wrong with him, but she also heard his laughter.
Because of Third Young Master Ye's previous actions, she suspected that Third Young Master Ye was pretending to trick her into going out.
"I'm not joking. Wuyou, come here. Come here quickly." Ye Lanchen's breathing was even more rapid. He felt that his body was getting more and more uncomfortable.
"Where are you?" Chu Wuyou's eyes flashed. Although she was suspicious, she could not help but ask. If he wanted her to go over, he had to tell her where he was.
Ye Lanchen. "..."
