Five minutes later, Qin He lay in a pool of blood.
Monkey stood aside, looking at Shen Yicong, "Sir, do you still want to fight?"
Shen Yicong stood up, walked to Qin He with his phone, and began to film her in detail.
He held his phone in one hand, recording, then smiled and used the other hand to hold a ballpoint pen.
The pen tip grazed Qin He's face, then moved down to her shoulder blade and suddenly stabbed hard.
Qin He let out a muffled groan of pain.
Shen Yicong stared at Qin He, who lay on her side in the blood, her back already ripped and torn from Monkey's whip.
"Qin He, if you try to run again, I'll use this pen to tattoo a star chart on your face."
Qin He turned her head, her face deathly pale, her black hair trailing into the blood on the ground.
Shen Yicong suddenly found the scene before him beautiful, yet heart-wrenching.
He reached out and touched Qin He's profile.
The next second, Qin He bit down fiercely.
Shen Yicong quickly withdrew his hand, "She's quite thorny."
"You pervert!" Qin He coughed and cursed.
Shen Yicong stopped recording, showed it to Qin He, and sent the video to Gu Qichen's number.
Qin He stared with dim eyes, filled with hatred.
"Your little lover has caused me a lot of trouble lately. If he doesn't let me have peace, I certainly won't let him have peace either."
Shen Yicong pressed Qin He's head with one hand, preventing her from moving, and gently patted her face with the other.
"Don't let Yi Lin know, do you understand?"
Seeing Qin He's silence, Shen Yicong's face turned cold, "You won't see Wang Jiming tomorrow. If Yi Lin finds out, you won't see the other two either."
Qin He's eyes widened abruptly, "Shen Yicong, this is my business!"
"Since you're a medical professor, someone will naturally take responsibility for your mistakes."
"Shen Yicong! If you kill Wang Jiming, I won't treat Yi Lin anymore!" Qin He roared.
Shen Yicong laughed with utter confidence, "Really? I don't believe it."
He still had Gao Lang and Li Fengrui in his hands.
"Take her back. As for the wound, she can handle it herself," Shen Yicong turned and sat back in his chair.
Monkey lifted Qin He from the ground and took her downstairs.
Qin He clutched the bleeding wound on her chest as Monkey threw her into a room and left.
Qin He stumbled to the office again. The office was well-equipped, and Qin He found a first-aid kit to treat her wounds.
She gritted her teeth as she applied the ointment.
She couldn't reach the wounds on her back, so she applied the medicine to the bandages and wrapped them.
After bandaging, Qin He looked down at the wound on her shoulder blade that Shen Yicong had inflicted.
Shen Yicong said he would kill Wang Jiming tomorrow; he wasn't joking.
She couldn't wait any longer.
Fortunately, as God closed one door, he opened a window. Perhaps because of the commotion tonight, those who brought her medicine did not supervise her taking it.
Qin He returned to her bedroom and lay directly on the bed.
She closed her eyes, appearing to be asleep, but in reality, she was waiting for her strength to recover.
She had no strength when she took the medicine every day before. She didn't know how long it would take to recover her strength today without taking it.
As long as she could recover, she would risk her life to send those three people away.
Three in the morning, when people are usually fast asleep.
Qin He quietly opened her eyes and looked at the monitor not far away.
She quietly got up, stuffed a pillow into the blanket, and created the illusion that someone was still in bed.
After finishing everything, Qin He felt a sense of relief.
She had chosen the right time; otherwise, Shen Yicong's men would have already rushed in.
Qin He quietly left the room and followed the surveillance lines to the third floor.
At the end of the third-floor corridor, two chairs were placed, with two men in black suits sitting in them, holding guns and asleep.
Qin He pursed her lips. She wasn't sure when the surveillance personnel would notice the camera feed, so she had to find the central control room to disable all defense measures in the villa to have a chance to escape with those three people.
Qin He walked to the side of the man sitting on the left, her hand swiftly raised, and chopped him directly on the back of the neck.
As the man slumped down, knocked unconscious, she reached out, caught his head, and propped him back up on the chair.
Using the same technique on the other man, Qin He slung one rifle over her back and held another in her hand, walking further into the third floor.
She wasn't sure if the central control room was on the third floor, but she was certain that Shen Yicong lived on the third floor, and his office was also there.
Shen Yicong's computer should have a way to shut down the villa's defense system.
Qin He tiptoed further inside and, following her memory, found Shen Yicong's office.
She pushed open the office door. The office was empty, and the lights were off. Only the moonlight from outside shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a sinister atmosphere.
Qin He crept to Shen Yicong's desk and turned on the computer.
The computer had a startup password, but this was not a problem for Qin He.
After about eight minutes, Qin He found the villa's security system. Instead of directly shutting down the system, she set all the surveillance feeds to play a repeating loop of last night's footage.
Then, she disabled the alarm systems on the main gate and surrounding fences, and finally felt at ease.
She left the office along the same route and looked at the door at the far end of the corridor. Shen Yicong should be in there now, but she didn't have time to deal with him.
She wasn't sure about Shen Yicong's combat skills.
When she reached the end of the stairs, Qin He looked at the two men she had knocked unconscious and slumped in the chairs. She took out two sedatives from her pocket and injected them.
These were enhanced sedatives that would keep the two men unconscious for at least twelve hours.
After finishing everything, Qin He went downstairs. The villa was extremely quiet in the early morning. Qin He quietly returned to the first-floor corridor.
The surveillance cameras could no longer see her.
She went directly to knock on Gao Lang's door. After a moment, the door opened.
When Gao Lang opened the door and saw Qin He standing there, he was somewhat surprised, "Miss Qin, what are you doing here?"
Qin He lowered her voice, "Don't speak, just follow me."
Next, she took Gao Lang to knock on Li Fengrui's door.
When Li Fengrui saw the appearance of the two people outside the door, and then looked at the gun on Qin He's back, he decisively followed behind them.
The last door was Wang Jiming's. Qin He knocked, and Wang Jiming panicked.
"What are you three doing here in the middle of the night? Is that person going to do something to us again?"
Li Fengrui stepped forward and covered Wang Jiming's mouth, whispering, "Be quiet, Miss Qin is taking us away."
After Wang Jiming nodded repeatedly, Li Fengrui let go.
"Miss Qin is taking us away, but can she succeed? She only has two guns in her hand. I saw the bodyguards in this villa had guns before!"