However, after taking two or three times the usual dosage, his blood pressure skyrocketed. His entire body trembled, his skin tingled, and he even felt his hair stand on end—yet the part that was supposed to respond remained lifeless.


    The first to encounter serious trouble was Hank.


    Surrounded by three young women, he swallowed six blue pills in session, but his body still feltpletely unresponsive.


    Frustrated, he grabbed another handful of pills, muttering curses under his breath. With nothing on but his bare skin, he grumbled, “Something is seriously wrong today. What the hell is going on? Is this because I pissed off Steve and that bastard wade?”


    Then, without hesitation, he shoved another pill into his mouth.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Europeans and Americans have always been rough when ites to taking medication.


    When Orientals take painkillers like acetaminophen or ibuprofen, they typically follow a doctor’s prescription or the rmended dosage.


    But some Europeans and Americanspletely disregard such guidelines. Screw the doctor’s orders. They take pills by the handful, one or two at a time, or even a whole bunch at once—who has time to count pills properly?


    Hank was no different at this moment.


    Normally, he would take only one or two blue pills at a time, but after finishing an entire te and still feeling nothing, he kept reaching for more.


    One of the women, rmed by the sheer amount he was consuming, quickly warned, “Master, you can’t take any more! You’ve already had too much!”


    “How dare you!” Hank roared, grabbing a whip andshing the woman viciously. The force split her skin open, and she copsed to her knees, crying.


    With a cold sneer, he snarled, “Don’t forget, you are all my ves. Since when do ves get tomand their master?!”


    The moment he finished speaking, a violent surge of blood pressure hit him. His face turned red, veins bulged, and within seconds, he copsed unconscious due to hypertension.<fnded2> Th?s chapter is updated by FιndNovel</fnded2>


    The three young women screamed in terror and frantically called for help from the hotel staff. Emergency personnel rushed in, even resorting to a defibritor in a desperate attempt to revive him.


    When their efforts failed, they quickly wrapped him in a bathrobe and rushed him to the hospital for emergency treatment.


    He wasn’t the only one rushed to the hospital that night.


    Not long after, another elderly man with white hair was also admitted due to a drug overdose.


    By midnight, four out of the dozen men had already been sent in.


    Since they were all staying in the city center, the closest medical facility was the People’s Hospital, so all four were brought to its emergency center.


    The hospital’s emergency doctors were utterly baffled. They couldn’t understand why, in the middle of the night, four elderly foreign men had all overdosed on sildenafil and ended up in their care.


    As the medical staff busily performed gastricvage, induced vomiting, and administered IV drips to slow the drug’s effects, they exchanged whispers. “Did these foreignerse here for some kind of wild party? Why did they all overdose on that drug? Should we call the police?”


    One doctor hesitated before saying, “Better to avoid unnecessary trouble. They’re foreign guests—let’s save them some face. No need to call the police just yet. Their condition doesn’t seem too serious. Once we flush out the drug and stabilize them, they should recover by tomorrow.”


    The others agreed and didn’t press the issue further.


    Just then, a nurse rushed in, looking rmed. “Doctor! Another one has just been brought in! He also fainted from an overdose, but this time it’s worse—he’s only in his forties, and his heart has stopped beating!”


    “Oh no…” The emergency department director’s face darkened. “Forget the others—focus on saving the one in cardiac arrest first! Dr. Zhang, call 110 immediately. This is getting serious!”