The next day, Shang Wu didn't receive a call from Lu Rang all day.

Zhou Yanci was able to get out of bed and walk around, and he kept saying he wanted to leave the villa. Xiao Dong and his men guarded him, using the same excuse that he needed to be in closed treatment to keep him at bay.

In the evening, Shang Wu arrived at Freya's design branch, ready to focus on designing new products for the next quarter.

The phone rang; it was Lu Rang calling.

A smile appeared in Shang Wu's eyes.

"land……"

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a burst of panicked screams from the crowd, as if it were some kind of extremely chaotic scene.

Shang Wu's heart tightened, and she covered the phone to listen intently: "Lu Rang, what's wrong? Where are you now?"

Qianjue's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Miss Shang, could you do me a favor at that liquor store I visited last time and bring over Lu Rang's first-aid kit? He's acting a bit strange lately!"

Shang Wu stood up, her composure failing her.

"Is he having an episode?"

Qianjue was taken aback, clearly not expecting that she knew about this, and then replied without hesitation, "Yes."

"I'm coming right away."

Shang Wu hung up the phone, grabbed her car keys, and hurried downstairs, worried the whole way.

She couldn't imagine what Lu Rang looked like when he was sick. The last time she saw him was when he was in the late stages of his illness and had already recovered.

Judging from the background noise in the call, the situation on the ground is probably very serious.

Half an hour later, Shang Wu arrived at the liquor store with a first-aid kit, and was stunned by what she saw before her car hadn't even come to a complete stop.

The first floor of the liquor store was completely surrounded by bodyguards in black, making it impossible to see anything, and screams and sounds of smashing could be heard constantly.

Passersby were stopped on the other side of the road, afraid to approach, and discussed the situation with fear in their eyes.

As Shang Wu got off the bus, he vaguely heard a few words coming from behind him.

"There's a madman... who attacks people."

"They smashed a lot of bottles of liquor..."

Shang Wu subconsciously quickened her pace and called out, "Make way! I'm here to deliver medicine."

The bodyguards in black then made way.

Shang Wu plunged in headfirst, then suddenly stopped.

The liquor store's luxurious decor was smashed to pieces, and the air was filled with a strange smell of whiskey and red wine mixed together.

The crystal chandelier was covered in splattered bright red wine, and half of the wine cabinet was smashed.

Qianjue and a dozen bodyguards surrounded Lu Rang, all of them more or less injured.

Lu Rang stood tall and straight, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes empty yet filled with a sharp killing intent. His black shirt was completely wrinkled, wet in some places and dry in others, stained with alcohol.

Shang Wu could tell that Lu Rang had completely lost his mind and was at a loss for what to do.

What medication should I take in this situation?

Qianjue pressed her hands down, gesturing for Lu Rang to calm down, "Stop smashing things! Making such a commotion will make it hard to suppress the news. Don't cause trouble for your dad, okay?"

The words "your dad" triggered Lu Rang's nerves.

He lowered his brow and attacked Qianjue.

A bodyguard beside him tried to help stop him, but Lu Rang kicked him away, sending him crashing into the wine cabinet and falling to the ground.

The glass of the wine cabinet shattered, and the glass smashed all over the bodyguard.

Lu Rang didn't even glance at him, as if he had casually crushed an ant, his eyes fixed on Qian Jue, his ultimate target.

"Shang Wu, what are you standing there for! Bring the medicine!"

Shang Wu suddenly realized what was happening, grabbed her first-aid kit and ran inside, nearly slipping on shards of glass on the floor.

At the same time, three bodyguards rushed towards Lu Rang, trying to subdue him.

Lu Rang grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it at the bodyguard who was the first to rush at him!

The bodyguard screamed and retreated while clutching his head, while the two men on either side took the opportunity to grab Lu Rang's shoulders.

More people rushed over and pinned Lu Rang firmly to the table.

Lu Rang remained silent, pursing his lips as he struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Qianjue snatched the medicine box from Shangwu's hand and hurriedly pulled out a syringe.

He removed the dustproof protective cover, and the sharp needle reflected a cold light.

Qianjue pointed at Shangwu with the syringe in her hand: "Get me a sedative."

Shang Wu glanced at Lu Rang and hurriedly rummaged through the first-aid kit.

Lu Rang's face was pressed against the table, almost distorted. He stared intently at the syringe in Qian Jue's hand. Several times when Shang Wu was searching for it, his arm almost touched the needle tip.

His shoulders suddenly relaxed.

Even the bodyguards felt he was exhausted and stopped exerting force.

In the instant they lowered their guard, Lu Rang suddenly elbowed one of the men who was pressing down on him!

The man's cheekbone was hit, and he cried out in pain as he staggered back.

The bodyguards who were piled on top of Lu Rang also staggered and scattered.

Lu Rang broke free of control and approached Qian Jue at an incredible speed.

"Found it!"

Just as Shang Wu picked up a small medicine bottle, no more than half the length of a finger, a man's muscular arm suddenly appeared before her eyes.

She gasped for breath and saw Lu Rang pull Qian Jue over, grab her arm, and slam her against the wine cabinet!

Qianjue let go in pain, and the syringe fell to the ground.

He hurriedly used his other hand to block Lu Rang's punch, and then bent his knee to strike Lu Rang's abdomen.

As Lu Rang dodged, he also grabbed Qian Jue's shoulder tightly, pulled him to the table, and went to get the wine bottle on the table.

Shang Wu knew that Qian Jue was definitely the only one here who could fight Lu Rang. If he completely lost his fighting ability, no one could stop Lu Rang from giving him a sedative.

She acted decisively, snatching the bottle before Lu Rang could succeed and hiding it behind her back.

Lu Rang's eyes turned cold, enraged. He shoved Qian Jue aside and looked at the person behind him who had snatched his wine bottle.

Meeting his numb gaze, Shang Wu felt as if someone was choking her.

She gripped the bottle tightly, her palms sweating, and instinctively stepped back, saying, "You, you calm down, we didn't mean to hurt you..."

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