My Co-renting Lady Boss-Chapter 1609 - 1608: What Are You Doing

"Cough, cough, it can now be confirmed that he’s definitely gone crazy."

Shao Wuyou coughed dryly, "There was no one else in the room, yet he... he’s really quite insane."

"I’ll listen again."

Meng Xianjun put his ear against the door, looking strangely at Liu Mengting and the others: "It’s started again, and it’s quite intense."

"Break down the door, now that he’s sick, he must be sent for treatment."

Liu Mengting gritted her teeth and shouted.

"No, no, no, let’s wait until tomorrow to act, otherwise it’s so late, the psychiatric hospital is off work, right?"

Shao Wuyou hurriedly stopped Liu Mengting: "The main thing is Tang Ming’s strength is too great, if he really goes berserk, who can stop him?"

"That’s indeed a problem, if he goes crazy and starts hitting people, we’ll all be beat to death by him."

Hua Yingjie nodded repeatedly, strongly agreeing with Shao Wuyou’s opinion.

"So what should we do now?"

Liu Mengting’s face darkened as she paced back and forth: "Knowing this matter is such a big stimulus to him, Xiaoli and I shouldn’t have sabotaged things."

"Yeah! Who would have thought Tang Ming’s resistance in this regard is so weak, it’s too pitiful, aye."

Li Xiaoli shook her head incessantly, looking regretful.

"Scatter, scatter, let’s go back and create a group, then discuss and come up with a perfect solution before taking action."

Shao Wuyou waved his hand, signaling everyone to disperse.

Then everyone returned to their rooms, not in the mood for a vacation, and started discussing in detail how to solve Tang Ming’s problem.

Tang Ming, interrupted once, returned to Su Xiaoxi’s room to continue his shameless escapades.

After the "battle", Tang Ming was satisfied, holding Su Xiaoxi while resting.

"Strange, why does it feel different this time?"

Su Xiaoxi, nestled in Tang Ming’s arms, raised a blushing face and asked.

"Practice makes perfect, or have you exposed your true nature?"

Tang Ming mischievously pinched Su Xiaoxi’s nose.

"You’re annoying, I’m talking about the real feeling... yes, it’s particularly real."

Su Xiaoxi thought for a moment and quickly nodded.

"It’s already like this, of course, it’s real!"

Tang Ming rolled his eyes, abruptly widened them, and subtly touched himself, his expression changing slightly, where’s the raincoat?

"I can’t accompany you tomorrow, there’s something at home, I have to leave early."

Su Xiaoxi sat up, "I’m going to take a shower, need to go to bed early."

"Uh, okay, okay."

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly.

Once Su Xiaoxi walked into the bathroom, Tang Ming quickly got up and searched everywhere, finding nothing: "Ah, forget it, maybe I lost it when jumping off the balcony! But it felt really real."

Unable to find anything, Tang Ming lazily ignored it, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Su Xiaoxi kicked Tang Ming back to his room and then tidied up her room and left the clubhouse.

During breakfast, Tang Ming was forcibly awakened by Liu Mengting and the others.

Thinking that Su Xiaoxi had already left, Tang Ming got up and joined them for a meal.

"Why are you all staring at me?"

Tang Ming, while eating, noticed everyone staring at him, feeling slightly uneasy.

"Nothing, nothing, the breakfast here is so abundant, what do you want to eat? We can help you get it."

Li Xiaoli looked at Tang Ming with a playful smile.

"Yes, yes, you can eat, we’ll get you food."

Liu Mengting also nodded repeatedly.

"Why are you suddenly being so nice to me, I’m not used to it."

Tang Ming was bewildered, looking at the group eagerly offering help.

"We’re just concerned about you."

The crowd responded in unison, then started helping Tang Ming with his food.

"Madness!"

Tang Ming pouted, but he was quite happy to have someone helping him with food, sitting alone at a large table and enjoying his meal immensely.

"Hey, does the medicine you concocted work? Tang Ming isn’t afraid of getting poisoned, aye."

Li Xiaoli asked Hua Yingjie uncertainly while fetching an item.

"Yes! That guy could even eat the Poisonous Scorpion before, it seems difficult to knock him out."

Shao Wuyou was also worried.

"This isn’t ordinary sedatives, nor is it poison, it’s just a drug that relaxes emotions, even if Tang Ming is immune to all poisons, as long as he consumes enough, he’ll quickly fall asleep."

Hua Yingjie confidently assured.

"Don’t worry! If necessary, I’m here too."

Meng Xianjun squinted, "As long as you distract him, I guarantee I can take him down."

"Okay, let’s do it, double insurance, aye."

Li Xiaoli nodded, and then the group began sprinkling sleeping pills, concocted overnight by Hua Yingjie using the clubhouse’s herbs, into the food.

Half an hour later, Tang Ming ate several tables of food, feeling full and sleepy.

"Today you continue playing on your own, don’t disturb me, I want to get a good sleep."

Tang Ming yawned, staggered, and wanted to leave.

"Huh?"

As soon as he stood up, Tang Ming’s face changed slightly, looking at the group before him incredulously: "Did you poison me?"

He felt nothing while eating, but now upon getting up, he instantly realized something was wrong with his body.

"Tang Ming, we’re doing this for your own good, you absolutely must forgive us, aye."

Li Xiaoli looked at Tang Ming with pity.

"Madness? This poison... this isn’t even poison, it has no effect on me."

Tang Ming closed his eyes, and a few seconds later, disdainfully pouted.

"Then I apologize."

At this moment, Meng Xianjun’s voice sounded from behind him, followed by a surge of energy into the back of Tang Ming’s neck.

"Old Meng, what are you doing?"

Tang Ming’s expression drastically changed, he wanted to resist, but it was too late. Under Meng Xianjun’s overwhelming energy, he directly fainted.

"Go, go, go."

Meng Xianjun carried Tang Ming and ran outward.

"What about our stuff?"

Liu Junmei shouted anxiously.

"Leave it, leave everything."

Shao Wuyou followed behind Meng Xianjun, "We’re not short of money, we can buy things again."

"No need! I’ll ask Zhou Jian to send the stuff to school, leave it to me."

Liu Mengting replied, running while speaking.

By the time the group ran out of the hotel, an ambulance was already waiting outside.

When Tang Ming opened his eyes, he found himself tied up like a big cocoon, lying on a hospital bed, with seven or eight heads staring straight at him.

"What’s happening? What did you do to me?"

Tang Ming was shocked, scrambling to fight.

"Tang Ming, don’t be afraid, we’re doing this for your own good, aye."

Li Xiaoli quickly reassured him, looking at Tang Ming with worry: "Don’t worry, the doctor says your mental illness is treatable, aye."

"Who’s got a mental illness? You’re the ones with a mental illness, let go of me now."

Tang Ming shouted angrily, trying to forcefully break free from the clothes binding his body.

"Don’t struggle, you should know my strength."

Meng Xianjun smiled looking at Tang Ming: "I’ve blocked your channels, meaning you can’t use any cultivation, so just stay here for treatment."