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In the hospital room.

Denton Quincy is unconscious.

After the nurse entered the room, she stood-motionless in front of Denton Quincy.

It seemed she hesitated for a moment.

She took out a syringe from her pocket.

The syringe was already filled with some unknown liquid.

After removing the cap, she was about to inject it into Denton Quincy's arm when the door to the room was pushed open.

The nurse was startled.

She turned around sharply and saw Dirk Carter standing before her.

"What are you doing in here? I'm about to give the patient an injection, leave!"

The nurse, still fairly calm, said coldly to Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter not only did not leave but stepped further inside, asking, "An injection? What kind of injection?"

"What kind of injection is none of your business! Are you a doctor?"

"I'm not a doctor, and you're not a nurse either!"

Dirk Carter replied nonchalantly.

The woman was wearing a mask, making it difficult to see her facial expression, but the panic in her eyes was caught by Dirk Carter.

She seemed to realize she'd been exposed.

Suddenly, the nurse turned around, clutching the syringe, and lunged towards Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter had been prepared.

His body leaned back sharply.

The nurse's attack went wide.

Yet, she didn't give up.

She twisted her body into a spinning kick, her long leg swept through the air towards Dirk Carter's head.

Dirk Carter intercepted it mid-air.

He grasped the woman's ankle.

The nurse was shocked.

Attempting to retract her leg, she realized that Dirk Carter, though not visibly muscular, possessed remarkable strength; she struggled several times but to no avail.

It was a rather peculiar position.

One of the woman's legs was supporting her on the ground, the other stretched straight, opened out to 120 degrees like a compass.

Inside the nurse's uniform.

The woman wore only a pair of hot pants.

Her calves were white and powerful.

Dirk Carter leaned in to sniff, laughing, "Oh, quite fragrant."

The woman showed a sign of annoyance on her face.

Biting her lip, she gathered all her strength again to try pulling back her leg.

Unexpectedly, she exerted too much force.

Her body suddenly lost balance and fell towards the floor.

In that instant.

Dirk Carter swiftly stepped aside, releasing her ankle, and as the woman toppled, she landed right in the crook of Dirk Carter's arm.

Before she managed to rise.

Her mask was removed by Dirk Carter.

A solitary, coldly beautiful face appeared in front of him.

"Well, didn't expect, she's quite the beauty," Dirk Carter mumbled.

The woman was visibly furious.

With a powerful thrust of her waist, she lunged mid-air, punching towards Dirk Carter's face.

Dirk Carter saw her move.

He smiled slightly, shaking his head regretfully, "Just a bit too overbearing."

Seizing the opportunity.

Two fingers formed a "sword," gently poking the woman's underarm.

Attempting a counterattack, she suddenly collapsed like a deflated ball, sitting weakly on the ground.

"What did you do to me? Why am I suddenly weak?"

The woman began to panic slightly.

Shouting loudly.

Dirk Carter squatted down.

Asked, "Haven't you heard of acupoint strikes?"

"That's just stuff from martial arts novels, what did you really do to me?"

The woman asked again.

Dirk Carter waved his hand, saying, "Believe it or not, you'll stay like this for one to two hours. Now, let's find somewhere to talk properly."

Saying this.

Dirk Carter helped her up.

"Let go of me, where are you taking me?"

Though her body was weak.

Her mouth remained relentless.

Attempting to bite Dirk Carter's hand, but unfortunately, she couldn't reach it.

"Go ahead, shout all you want. Soon I'll strip you down, just in time to attract an audience for the show."

This remark from Dirk Carter scared the woman.

She immediately fell silent.

In the small town clinic, there were rarely night shifts and almost no patients hospitalized. Though there were many wards, it seemed especially empty.

On the third floor.

Dirk Carter pushed open a door.

It was an unused dormitory.

The entire room had only a wooden bed frame and nothing else.

Dirk Carter placed the woman onto the bed.

As soon as the woman sat down, she immediately asked, "What are you going to do to me?"

"What I may or may not do depends on how you answer my questions. From now on, for each question I ask, if you answer truthfully, I will do nothing. But if you don't answer or I believe you're lying, I'll take off an article of your clothing. You're not wearing much, so you probably won't last long."

Dirk Carter said with a smile.

The woman became angry.

Said to Dirk Carter, "Ugh! Despicable scoundrel! I won't tell you anything, you can stop dreaming."

"We shall see," Dirk Carter said, extending a finger, "First question, what's your name?"

The woman was stubborn.

Turned her face away directly.

Snorted coldly, "I don't know."

"You don't know, huh? That's alright."

Dirk Carter said, chuckling.

He tore off the nurse uniform from the woman, tossing it aside.

The woman was wearing a casual women's suit today, inside likely a strapless top.

And below, a pair of shorts.

Very simple and neat.

"Still the first question, what's your name?"

Dirk Carter asked again.

The woman remained silent.

Dirk Carter reached out directly and tugged.

The buttons on the woman's jacket all popped off.

Dirk Carter took it off, leaving the woman's upper body with only the strapless top.

In such a situation, the woman began to appear a bit frightened, evident from her expression.

Yet, even so, she remained stubborn.

"What's your name?"

Dirk Carter, unhurried, asked once more.

Still, the woman did not speak.

Dirk Carter chuckled and removed the strapless top from her upper body.

Thus.

Her upper body was completely exposed to Dirk Carter.

Honestly, the woman's breasts weren't large.

A mere B-cup.

Dirk Carter measured with his hand, a perfect fit for one hand.

In this state, the woman was still biting her lip, turning her head away, eyes closed, silent.

"Tough indeed, no worries, let's take our time."

Saying this.

Dirk Carter pushed the woman down onto the bed.

This time he didn't go one piece at a time.

He directly unbuttoned the woman's shorts, gently pulling them down, leaving her entirely exposed.

"Didn't expect much up above, but quite plump below, not bad, quite a gem."

"Don't touch there…!"

Witnessing Dirk Carter growing more uninhibited.

The woman finally couldn't resist, softly pleading, with a hint of embarrassment.

"Don't touch? Why? Don't forget, you're my captive now, do I need your permission for anything?"

As soon as the words were out.

Dirk Carter's hand made contact.

Having seen much, Dirk Carter, naturally, had his own set of tactics.

Gently caressing the petals a few times, the woman's expression completely changed.

At first, it was the feeling of enduring humiliation, but now it was discomfort.

"Does it feel like countless insects are crawling inside your body? Does it feel like a fire ignited within you? Does it make you yearn?"

"No! Stop talking nonsense!"

The woman shouted, biting her lip.

"Really not? Since you say so, let's continue."

Seeing the petals glistening with dewdrops.

Dirk Carter smirked wickedly and extended his fingers to delve deeper into her Blossom...

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