Feeling the sharp wind behind him, Song Qingyu raised his hand and caught the club steadily at the last moment before it hit his head.
The doctor was dumbfounded.
He also thought that a smaller girl like Song Qingyu would be easy to deal with.
But I didn't expect it to be so tricky.
He tried to pull the club back.
But Song Qingyu held the golf club tightly.
Not moving at all.
He raised his eyes and met Song Qingyu's scarlet eyes, and fear instantly invaded his heart.
“You…you…”
Song Qingyu exerted force and snatched the club away. She looked at the doctor and smiled faintly: "Please give Lu Yanzhi a message for me.
He will never die a good death in this life!"
After saying that, Song Qingyu swung the club, and the club hit the doctor's face hard, causing the doctor to let out a sharp and piercing scream in pain.
"ah--"
Song Qingyu glanced coldly at the mess in the room, then lowered her head and looked at the syringe in her arm.
I'm afraid the syringe doesn't contain saline.
But it's an anesthetic.
Because... her eyelids started to twitch!
no!
We must not fall here.
Song Qingyu supported herself with the golf club and walked towards the door step by step.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally reached the door.
When I opened the door, I found it was blocked by a tall figure.
She looked up and could only vaguely see a man's face.
The next second, he could no longer stand and fell to the ground.
The last words she heard before she fell into a coma were—
"Brother Yanzhi, is Sister Qingyu okay?"
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