Chapter 1936 Slander

Wynter stared straight at the doctor, making him feel as if he were trapped in an ice cellar, unable to escape. Wynter quickly sat up and knocked the doctor unconscious with a swift chop. The other doctors didn't stand a chance, either. She turned to the operating table where Dalton lay. "Wake up." Just as she was about to head out, she noticed Dalton showed no signs of waking. With a small sigh, she muttered, "It looks like he really did get drugged." Wynter flicked her wrist and pulled out a silver needle. She moved closer, ready to stab him awake, when suddenly, his lips curled into a faint smile. He sat up and wrapped an arm around her neck, pulling her close. Dalton murmured, "Thank you, Mrs. Yarwood." Warm breath brushed against Wynter's ear, making her shiver. "I knew you wouldn't fall for something as simple as knockout incense. We still have to get out there and handle them." She took a step forward, but Dalton grabbed her hand. "Leave it to Wolf. He'll take care of it.