"My big brother, this is already the fastest, alright? If you send her to the hospital and meet someone with an average level, she will not wake up in three days, alright?" Jason shouted.

"So troublesome?" Wyatt frowned.

"Of course. I don't know what kind of people you have provoked. He can even take out this kind of prohibited medicine. If it was any other doctor, he might have called the police," Jason said exaggeratedly.

Wyatt curled his lips. "It's just a clown. It's no big deal."

"Clown? The person who can get these things is not a clown. You underestimate it." Jason shook his head. "I don't care about your stupid things, but I advise you to be careful."

"Yes." Wyatt's expression eased up a little. He paused and said, "Thank you."

"This is not easy. I finally heard the words 'thank you' from your mouth." Jason shook his head and took another bag of medicine. "These are for cleaning the residual poison. Remember to give them to her when the time comes."

"OK."

After sleeping for an unknown time, Zoey slowly opened her eyes.

The light on top of her head was very dazzling. She narrowed her eyes and closed them again. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, and the memories in her chaotic mind gradually returned.

She and Ashley went upstairs and went to her room. Then, she pushed herself, and someone covered her mouth...

When she thought of this, her heart chilled. She suddenly sat up and jumped off the bed without thinking.

Crap, she fell into a trap. Ashley tricked her again! What time was it now?

Where was she? Where exactly was she?

To leave this place!

She threw herself at the door and was about to grab the door handle when a hand suddenly reached out from behind her and covered her hand.

"Zoey."

She was already very nervous, and when she did not expect that there was someone behind her, she was so scared that she almost jumped up. "Go away! Who are you? Go away! Go away!"

The man pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. He said, "It's me."

"You, you are Wyatt?"

She was stunned. She looked up and saw that he was hugging her. He frowned and called out again, "It's me."

"It's you..." She let out a big sigh of relief and relaxed. "Why didn't you say anything? You scared me to death."

"I just called you. You didn't hear me."

Wyatt looked at her. "Are you alright?"

"Not bad." After saying that, she suddenly felt a little dizzy. She couldn't help but rub her temples. "Alright, I'll correct myself. I'm not very comfortable. I'm a little dizzy. What's wrong with me? And I should be in Fanning family? Why am I? Why am I in our bedroom?"

When she calmed down, she realized that she was in her bedroom. She was stepping on a familiar soft carpet. It was her big bed. She was too flustered just now and didn't find anything.

He picked her up and said in a reprimanding tone, "You jumped off the bed as soon as you woke up. Don't you think that you are still a patient? Lie down!" As he spoke, he sent her back to the bed.

"What happened to me?"

Dizziness struck her, and she breathed lightly and closed her eyes, feeling a little nauseous.

"You are poisoned," Wyatt poured a glass of water and said in a deep voice as he fed her.

She almost choked on her saliva. "You, cough, cough, cough, what did you say?"