The man followed the plan, avoiding the eyes and ears of others, and took Yang Qingyan to a remote house. At this time, Li Ming had been waiting anxiously in the house, thinking that he would finally get Yang Qingyan.
As soon as he saw the man carrying Yang Qingyan in, his eyes lit up immediately, staring at her lustfully, muttering, "Little beauty, I'm coming." As he said that, he impatiently took the water beside him and splashed it on Yang Qingyan to wake her up.
Yang Qingyan woke up slowly, her head still a little dizzy. As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Li Ming's disgusting, lecherous eyes. She felt a chill in her heart and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that her hands had been tied tightly by ropes and she could not move.
Seeing this, Li Ming laughed even more wildly, stepped forward, and said with a grin: "My little beauty, you are awake, enjoy yourself from now on."
Yang Qingyan's heart was filled with alarm, knowing that she had to stay calm at this moment. She rolled her eyes, and a plan came to her mind. She pretended to be calm and said to Li Ming: "Untie me, and then I will cooperate with you, otherwise I will be so weak."
When Li Ming heard this, he thought that Yang Qingyan was just a weak woman who was helpless and drugged, so she couldn't do anything. It would be more fun to untie her. So, he walked forward with a lewd smile and untied the rope in two moves.
Yang Qingyan calmly relaxed her hands, secretly reached for the silver needle hidden in her pocket, and quickly inserted her fingers into several acupuncture points on her body. At the same time, she quietly activated the internal organs to remove the remaining drug effects bit by bit. When she felt that her body had recovered some strength, she looked up at Li Ming and sneered, "Come here."
Li Ming was stunned by her sudden change, but he was so lustful that he didn't think much about it. He just thought that Yang Qingyan had given up resisting. He walked over happily and reached out to touch Yang Qingyan's face.
Yang Qingyan seized the opportunity and fiercely stabbed the silver needle into Li Ming's arm. Li Ming felt a sharp pain and then his hands became numb and unable to move. He opened his eyes wide in fear and opened his mouth to call for help, but Yang Qingyan was quick and stabbed him in the mute point with another needle, making him completely unable to make a sound.
After dealing with Li Ming, Yang Qingyan looked around and found that there were still a few gangsters guarding the door. It was obviously not a wise move to force her way out. She looked towards the window, carefully moved to the window, climbed up the windowsill, and when the time was right, she jumped.
After being restrained by Yang Qingyan, Li Ming desperately knocked over the table and chairs beside him, making a series of crackling sounds. Several hooligans guarding outside the door heard the noise and smiled at each other. One of the hooligans with dyed red hair teased, "From what I heard, Brother Ming is really amazing. He made that woman obedient so quickly."
Another thug with an earring added: "Well, don't you see who Brother Ming is? He caught a woman with his bare hands." Everyone laughed and continued to guard the door without noticing anything unusual.
After a while, there was no movement in the room, and the gangsters found it a little strange. The red-haired gangster frowned and said, "Why is there no sound? Did something happen?"
The thug with earrings sneered: "What happened? He must be tired from all the trouble. Let's wait a little longer." A few moments passed, and the room was still eerily quiet. Several thugs began to wonder and decided to go in and take a look.
They pushed open the door, and a tense atmosphere hit them. Li Ming was lying on the ground, his hands unable to move, his mouth was stabbed by Yang Qingyan, and he could only open his mouth but could not make any sound. His eyes were full of anger and anxiety. The gangsters panicked when they saw this, and hurriedly helped Li Ming up.
The gangsters finally reacted and rushed out of the door, searching everywhere for Yang Qingyan.
On the other side, Mu Nanhe was dealing with Li Fang and Bai Yilin in the ward. He felt more and more uneasy. He could no longer stand playing along with these two people, and ignored their entanglement. He turned his wheelchair suddenly and rushed out like a gust of wind.
People were coming and going in the corridor, and he was extremely anxious. He asked everyone he met if they had seen Yang Qingyan, but everyone shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know. Mu Nanhe was extremely anxious, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his knuckles turned white from tightly gripping the armrests of the wheelchair.
When he was almost in despair, a nurse passing by hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems that Doctor Yang has gone to the stairwell." Upon hearing this, Mu Nanhe's eyes instantly lit up with a fire of hope. He didn't have time to say thank you and quickly rushed to the stairwell.
As soon as he entered the stairwell, the dim light made his heart sink suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. He looked around anxiously, and suddenly, a familiar object in the corner came into his sight - it was the button on Yang Qingyan's clothes, lying alone on the bed, as if silently telling the danger she had encountered. Mu Nanhe picked up the button with trembling hands, his heart full of self-blame and anger, he knew that Yang Qingyan must have been in trouble.
"Qingyan, you must be okay!" Mu Nanhe screamed in his heart. He looked down at his fully recovered legs, which could not support him to run fast to chase Yang Qingyan.
Time was running out, so Mu Nanhe gritted his teeth and decided to call for help. He pushed his wheelchair and rushed to the nurse's station as fast as he could. On the way, he almost hit a nurse pushing a medicine cart. He apologized hastily and continued on his way.
Arriving at the nursing station, he anxiously said to the nurse on duty: "Comrade nurse, please lend me your phone, I have an emergency!" The nurse saw that he looked anxious and quickly handed him the phone.
Mu Nanhe dialed Xia Tianyou's number with trembling fingers. The moment the call was connected, his voice was filled with anxiety and panic: "Tianyou, Qingyan is in trouble! My legs and feet are not convenient now, you must bring someone to the hospital quickly, Yang Qingyan has been kidnapped, you must hurry!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Xia Tianyou's response, his eyes revealing determination and perseverance. He hated that his leg had not healed yet.
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