My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 512

On the second floor of a private dining room, a pot-bellied foreign man hummed a tune while sipping on red wine.

He picked up his phone and scrolled through Helena’s social media, looking at some of her sultry photos.

He leered with a perverted grin, excited at the thought of spending the night with such a stunning beauty.

He retrieved two pills from his pocket, one red and one blue. He muttered to himself, “Red for her, blue for me!”

These pills would take effect in 40 minutes.

He decided to put them in their wine glasses.

He crushed the red pill into Helena’s glass and then poured in some red wine. He gave it a gentle swirl.

There was a knock on the door.

The man quickly suppressed his lecherous grin and put on a serious expression.

After adjusting his tie, he smiled and went to open the door. “Ms. Lew—”

“Sir, can we start serving the food now?"

A waiter was outside.

The man calmly replied, “Yes, you can start serving now.”

Helena had already arrived downstairs, and it was the perfect time for the dishes to be served.

The waiter smiled and said, “Certainly, sir.”

Soon, a table full of dishes was brought in, but Helena had not yet arrived.

It had been more than ten minutes, had it not?

The foreign man propped his chin up, puzzled. He picked up his phone and dialed Helena's number.

“The number you have dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later…”

“Unavailable?”

The foreign man was taken aback.

Then, he smiled slightly and muttered, “Her phone probably ran out of battery."

At that moment, Helena was driving to the People's Hospital.

The taxi driver continued, “Tanner Group Clinic is about 300 meters ahead. Only their pharmacy is open 24 hours a day!”

Nash thanked him and entered the ancient street.

He soon arrived at Tanner Group Pharmacy.

There was a van parked outside.

Three pharmacy assistants were unloading supplies.

The pharmacy had a simple and plain exterior, similar to an ordinary traditional medicine shop. It even looked somewhat shabby.

However, despite its humble appearance, there was a long line of people waiting outside. The queue stretched all the way to the other side of the street.

At the counter, a middle-aged man in traditional attire was taking patients’ pulses.

Behind him, a woman in a white lab coat was preparing medications according to the prescriptions.

The long line of people were tilting their heads and staring intently at the beautiful pharmacist.

“Your pink eye disease is due to excessive liver inflammation. Take the prescribed medicine in the morning and evening. You should recover in about three days.”