Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Jiang Wanqing sat up and looked at the environment she was in.

This is a deluxe single room.

Two bodyguards in black were standing outside the ward, and other people's voices could be heard in the corridor.

This was the first time in nearly a week that she heard the sounds outside and felt the light of the real world.

Someone entered the ward.

Jiang Wanqing quickly closed her eyes and pretended not to wake up yet.

Two nurses in white clothes pushed a cart into the ward one after another.

One of the young nurses glanced at Jiang Wanqing who was pretending to be asleep and began to speak in a low voice.

"Oh my, which wealthy family's daughter is this? There are even bodyguards guarding the door. Rich people are really different."

The other nurse, who looked older, scoffed.

"That's nothing. You have to go to the 15th floor. I heard that the Gu family booked an entire floor just to treat one person."

"Wow... this is straight out of a TV drama. No wonder the hospital is so short on wards lately."

Jiang Wanqing's hand outside the quilt moved slightly.

The two nurses removed the used IV drip, leaving the IV needle still in Jiang Wanqing's left hand, and left.

After making sure that there was no one else in the ward, Jiang Wanqing slowly opened her eyes.

15th floor? Gu's...

Could it be that... her mother is also in this building?

She slowly turned her head and looked at the two bodyguards outside, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

Jiang Wanqing slowly stood up, her body extremely weak.

She has been relying on nutrient solution to survive these days.

After making sure that the two bodyguards didn't notice her movements, she slowly walked to the window.

It’s on the 3rd floor, not very high, and there’s a small alley below where not many people pass by.

well.

Jiang Wanqing struggled to carry the sheets and quilt from the hospital bed to the window, tied them into a knot, made them into a rope, threw them out of the window tremblingly, and tied the other end to the bed leg.

The rope wasn't long, but it was enough for her to tiptoe and reach safety.

She tried to pull it, and it was quite firm.

Jiang Wanqing smiled knowingly.

The next second, the bell in the ward vibrated, and someone shouted, "Hey! Little girl! Are you trying to kill yourself?"

The two bodyguards quickly turned their heads and saw that the person in the ward was gone, along with the sheets and bedding.

They immediately rushed into the ward and saw the makeshift escape rope by the window.

The rope was swaying in the air, and there was a lone slipper on the ground, which was the uniform disposable slippers used in the inpatient department.

"Oh no! Miss Jiang ran away!"

"It's over, the young master is going to kill us! Find us quickly!"

The two bodyguards immediately rushed out and went downstairs to look for Jiang Wanqing.

After everyone left, the wardrobe in the ward slowly opened and Jiang Wanqing poked her little head out.

She looked at the empty ward, a smug smile appearing on the corner of her lips.

She is not stupid and her body has not recovered yet.

If I tried to escape that way, I probably wouldn't even have the strength to grab the rope and would have fallen straight down.

Just lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Jiang Wanqing tiptoed out of the ward, looking extremely sneaky.

If she hadn't been wearing a blue and white hospital gown, passers-by would have thought she was a thief.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Jiang Wanqing slipped into the elevator.

She pressed the 15th floor button, but found that the button for the 15th floor was not lit, and the elevator could not go to the 15th floor.

"strangeness."

She found another elevator, but it also couldn't go to the 15th floor. The 15th floor was like a restricted area.

Jiang Wanqing clenched her fists. Gu Shiche had imprisoned her mother as well...

Since the elevator can't go there, then the stairs should be fine.

Jiang Wanqing took the elevator to the 14th floor. As soon as she walked out of the elevator, a familiar face appeared.

"Hey, isn't this the famous Third Sister?"

Deng Liya clasped her hands in front of her chest and looked arrogantly at Jiang Wanqing, who looked weak.

Jiang Wanqing sighed lightly and looked at the woman in front of her helplessly.

She was wearing very short shorts with the legs open to her thighs, exposing her hips when she walked, and a large area of snow-white skin on her chest, looking sexy and plump.

Deng Liya is Song Churan’s ex-girlfriend, or to be more precise, the last ex-girlfriend in Song Churan’s philandering career.

When he found out that he was attracted to Jiang Wanqing, he kicked Deng Liya out without saying a word.

Deng Liya was so angry that she found Jiang Wanqing the next day and slapped her.

In front of the whole class, Deng Liya cursed her as a vixen and a seductive mistress.

Deng Liya took a few steps closer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Song Churan has been looking for you all over the world, and you're in this hospital."

Her eyes fell on Jiang Wanqing's exposed wounds, which were bruised and purple, all of which were the work of Gu Shiche.

Deng Liya sneered, and the malice in her eyes suddenly burst out: "Oh, you are being abused by the old man who supports you. You are having a lot of fun."

"Alas, what a pity for Song Churan. He was still so infatuated with you, but after breaking up with me..."

"I didn't find another one. I focused on pursuing you for two years."

"In the end, even though she looks innocent, she's just an old man's toy."

Jiang Wanqing's attitude towards her was extremely cold and she was too lazy to pay attention to her.

On weekdays, Deng Liya likes to target her.

I guess half of those rumors that have been spread are due to her.

Especially the slap he gave her in front of the whole class two years ago.

"Get out of the way, I'm busy."

Jiang Wanqing turned sideways and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Deng Liya stretched out her arms to block her way.

"Hey! I haven't even finished talking yet! Where are you going, you bitch!?"

Jiang Wanqing impatiently knocked her arm away, and Deng Liya's hand suddenly touched the IV needle in her left hand, and a piercing pain came over her.

Jiang Wanqing cried out in pain and hugged her arms.

Deng Liya looked at her injured body and didn't bother to make trouble, so she made way for her to pass.

Jiang Wanqing glared at her fiercely and walked towards the stairs.

Deng Liya looked at her back as she left, took out her cell phone, and took a picture of Jiang Wanqing's back.

Turning around, she called Song Churan.

"Hello~Mr. Song?"

The person inside was very indifferent: "Why are you calling me? I'm so annoying! Didn't I tell you to leave me alone?"

"Didn't I tell you that I've lost interest in you a long time ago? Stop pestering me!"

Deng Liya had a gloomy face, and her knuckles hooked the scattered hair on her shoulders, but her tone was extremely gentle.

"Hey, Mr. Song, there's something I want to tell you."

"Guess who I saw at Aksu Hospital?"

"If you have something to say, say it now! If you have to fart, fart now."

Song Churan has been looking for Jiang Wanqing this week, but he couldn't find her and he was already in a bad mood. Now Deng Liya is putting herself in trouble.

Deng Liya said coldly: "The one you dreamed of, Jiang Wanqing."

There was a rapid beeping sound from the phone, and the man had hung up.

She then opened her phone, clicked on the school's online forum, and posted as an anonymous visitor.

"A woman has been missing for a week. She was sent to the hospital with injuries all over her body. She played too much with her sponsor!"

Deng Liya looked at the extinguished phone screen, an intriguing smile appearing at the corner of her lips.