Chapter 151 Rock and Their Trapped Hotel
Rock's expression froze, his gaze changed.
Winnie shook her head, indicating that it wasn't over yet. She continued to needle other parts of the head while Rock guarded the door.
It wasn't until three in the morning that Mr. Lancelot miraculously regained consciousness!
The monitor made a sound, alarming the sleepy members of the Lancelot family outside. Mr. Lancelot's son immediately called for a doctor.
Seizing the opportunity, Rock led Winnie out. A large group of doctors rushed into the ward, all of them shocked. "Mr. Lancelot, you're awake?"
A doctor immediately examined Mr. Lancelot and found that the intracranial bleeding had miraculously stopped. This meant that Mr. Lancelot could undergo a craniotomy and have hope for treatment!
In a corner of the corridor, Rock's phone kept ringing.
He looked at Winnie in disbelief. "You really did it, didn't you?"
Winnie shook her head, her expression tense. "Mr. Lancelot is about to undergo surgery soon. I'm afraid there might be further complications, so I have to stay here."
"I have something urgent to attend to. Can you handle this on your own?"
Winnie tightened her mask and nodded silently.
Rock left temporarily, and she stood in the corridor, continuing to wait for Mr. Lancelot's condition, not daring to relax even for a moment.
Three hours later, Mr. Lancelot's intracranial surgery was completed.
The doors to the operating room opened, and the doctors came out congratulating the Lancelot family.
"The surgery went smoothly, Mr. Lancelot is out of danger!"
At that moment, cold sweat dripped down Winnie's forehead. Her pounding heart finally settled back in her chest.
She took a deep breath, her throbbing heart causing her eyes to moisten. Lawrence R was fine now, he was safe...
Grasping her phone tightly, she looked down to check the distance between the private hospital and the Perugia City Police Station. She was about to pack up and rush to the police station.
Suddenly, Rock called, his tone tense. "Winnie, I have a situation here. Can you come over? I think someone drugged me. Bring your Dry Needling."
"What happened to you, Rock? Where are you...?" Winnie clenched her fingers, his voice sounding strange and unclear.
Rock had helped her so much, she couldn't possibly be ungrateful when he needed her.
Furrowing her brow, she reluctantly hailed a taxi.
Global Hotel
Winnie hurriedly got out of the car and made her way to the room Rock mentioned. When she pushed the door open, she saw Rock's tall figure slumped against the edge of the table.
His usually elegant and handsome face was flushed abnormally, and his eyes seemed slightly unfocused.
When he saw her enter, he was gritting his teeth, Rock mustered up his strength and said, "I was just attending a drinking gathering here when I unknowingly drank a glass of something that the opposing company spiked. Now something is wrong, and this cannot be known to others. Help me leave quickly."
Winnie understood; he didn't bring his assistant and fell victim to an ambush!
In the business world, anything goes. Winnie quickly pulled him up and headed towards the door.
Suddenly, someone outside closed the private room's door!
Winnie heard the sound of it being locked and was taken aback. She quickly ran over to pull on the door, and Rock also came over to kick it.
However, their combined force couldn't open the door.
Rock's face turned cold, and he quickly thought for a moment, looking frustrated as he said, "Damn it, I made a mistake. I shouldn't have brought you here. I wanted you to give me Dry Needling treatment, but I didn't expect the other party had other schemes. They wanted to use this opportunity to catch me!"
Winnie's expression turned urgent as well. She hurried off to the police station to find Lawrence R, while being trapped here.
Rock made several more phone calls with a resolute expression. His subordinates were in Lymington and would take three hours to arrive.
As his body temperature and gaze rapidly changed, he looked at Winnie with great enthusiasm.
Winnie quickly told him not to move and took out her needle kit, frowning as she dragged Rock towards the bathroom.
"Rock, quickly wash yourself with cold water. I'll use Dry Needling on you right away. Judging from your condition, it seems serious, and I don't know if Dry Needling will take effect quickly..."
Suddenly, Rock yanked her wrist back. Winnie was taken aback when she saw his heated gaze.
She realized that she shouldn't have touched his hand just now.
Rock, with his tall stature, firmly pressed her against the bathroom wall. He lost all rationality and pounced on her, in extreme discomfort.
"Winnie, I feel extremely hot, I...please, go away! Don't treat me."
Winnie was also frightened and immediately wanted to escape from him.
But he lost control of his actions and didn't let go.
Instead, he lifted her and brought her into the bathtub in one swift motion.
The cold splashes of water made Winnie feel stunned. Her needle kit fell into the bathtub, with silver needles scattered at the bottom. She struggled while trying to pick up the needles.
Rock, however, pressed her against the edge of the bathtub, his body touching her skin, along with her fragrance. He had long since lost control!
His gentle eyes were now bloodshot, and he passionately kissed her while panting heavily.
"Winnie, I like you. I'm sorry, I..."
"Rock! Snap out of it! No, Rock!" Winnie desperately shed tears and struggled to pry open his mouth.
His thin lips moved towards her neck, and Winnie was forced into the water.
She desperately searched for the Dry Needling and finally found one, quickly inserting it into his neck.
Rock trembled for a moment, but his strength as a man was immense, and he still tried to act recklessly.
Winnie was held tightly by him, unable to muster any strength.
Like a last resort, she slammed his head against the bathtub, quickly found the silver needle, and pierced it once again.
Finally, Rock gradually stopped moving, but his large hand was still tearing at the water's surface.
Winnie turned pale, drenched and shivering.
After a quick moment of calm, she struggled to put his heavy body into the bathtub.
Rock remained unconscious until the morning. Winnie was afraid to remove the needle, fearing that he would lose control again.
It was past seven o'clock when Rock's subordinate arrived to rescue them. Winnie allowed him to awaken Rock.
By then, the effects of the medicine had gradually worn off, and Rock regained his composure with a pale face.
He vigilantly searched the room and found a camera on the wall of the bathtub.
He immediately destroyed it and looked apologetically at Winnie.
"Don't worry, I will make sure all the cameras are destroyed. It won't have any impact on you. Thank you for saving me last night, Winnie."
"It's something I should do, Rock. You've helped me before."
Upon hearing him say that, Winnie felt relieved as she was afraid of the cameras causing misunderstandings if the footage reached Lawrence R.
She furrowed her brows tightly and quickly walked towards the door. "Rock, I still have urgent matters to attend to, so I'll leave now."
"Wait, your clothes are soaked. I'll have someone go buy new ones for you."
Rock caught up to her and seeing her anxious and pale face, he felt a slight tinge of pain in his heart.
"Are you hurrying to the police station? Do you know his identity? It's not that easy to cause trouble, the Lancelot family would also be wary of him."
"I know he is Lawrence R," Winnie slowly smiled bitterly under his surprised gaze, "but he can't afford to gamble like this."
Moreover, because of her uncle, who wants to harm Lawrence R, this time he probably wants to cause a major incident for his company!
Winnie felt extremely guilty, hoping that she could do something to change the situation.
For now, she still didn't know about the hotel project... her tightly furrowed brows showed no signs of relaxing.
Bitterness filled her heart as she forced her weary body and rushed towards the police station.
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