Wang Xiwen woke up from a restful sleep that had been filled with the best mood she'd ever experienced, only to realize that something was amiss the moment she opened her eyes.
This wasn't the hospital room she was familiar with.
It was a somewhat dim room, and the lights weren't very bright.
As she stiffly turned her head, she saw a familiar silhouette, "Zheng... Brother Zheng..."
Huangfu Zheng slapped her across the face.
Wang Xiwen screamed in pain, "My face..." Her face was in the process of healing; this slap was sure to do further damage.
"Bring them in," Huangfu Zheng ordered with an icy, merciless voice.
"Yes," Tiger immediately went outside, and soon he returned with five homeless men.
Upon seeing this, Wang Xiwen no longer cared about the pain in her face. As the homeless men approached her, she shouted out in fear, "You... what are you going to do?"
