At this time, it was past closing time and only one or two lights were on in the office building.

This is not a teaching building, and no students pass by here.

Su Ruonan immediately turned around and ran towards the office building. The shadow under the street light was getting closer and closer to Su Ruonan.

Seeing that he was about to catch up with her, Su Ruonan could only speed up desperately.

The distance between the two of them was not far, and no matter how much she sped up, she was still caught up by the other party.

The moment the black shadow approached, Su Ruonan instinctively protected her chest with both hands.

"Go to hell, Su Ruonan!" When Su Ruonan heard this, she immediately recognized that it was Shen Yanqing's voice.

His voice was filled with anger and hatred, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

Shen Yanqing continued, "If you had let me go, why would I want to hurt you? You brought all this upon yourself. You asked for it."

There was a deep resentment in his words that made people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of crazy laughter: "Hahahaha..." The laughter echoed in the dark teaching building, seeming particularly eerie and terrifying.

Su Ruonan's heart sank to the bottom, he knew that Shen Yanqing had fallen into madness.

Faced with such a situation, she must remain calm and look for opportunities to escape.

However, Shen Yanqing seemed to see through her thoughts. He held her arm tightly, not allowing her to move at all.

In the darkness, Shen Yanqing's eyes were like a ghost, flashing with madness.

His face was distorted, his expression was ferocious, and he had completely lost his mind.

Su Ruonan felt a chill running down her spine.

Shen Yanqing became increasingly agitated. He screamed, "I'm done, but you can't live either! Let's die here together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yanqing suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it towards Su Ruonan. Then he felt unbearable pain in his abdomen and fell to the ground.

She covered her abdomen with her hands, and waves of hot and wet liquid continued to flow out, staining her hands and clothes red.

Seeing this, Shen Yanqing said a lot of bold words, but when he saw Su Ruonan's blood dripping onto the ground, staining it red, he was stunned for a moment.

"Who's there?" The patrolling security guard heard creepy laughter from afar and followed the sound to find the person.

I looked around the teaching building with a flashlight and saw a figure dressed in black. Judging from his figure, it should be a man.

The little girl fell to the ground, her white down jacket stained with blood.

The security guard was startled. He realized that the situation might be bad, so he quickly picked up the pager and shouted inside: "Help! Someone is injured!"

Then, without hesitation, he rushed forward with an electric baton in hand.

When Shen Yanqing saw the security guard rushing over, he immediately turned around and fled towards a dark place.

The security guard wanted to chase Shen Yanqing, but when he saw Su Ruonan lying injured on the ground, he realized that saving people was more important than catching them at this moment.

Su Ruonan felt as if her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds. She felt extremely tired and just wanted to close her eyes and have a good rest.

"Wake up, wake up, don't sleep, hold on." The security guard knew that letting Su Ruonan fall asleep at this time would be bad for her injuries, so he kept calling out to her, hoping to awaken her consciousness.

At this time, Song Shiye was discussing work with his assistant Wang Chen in the office.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang, interrupting their conversation.

Song Shiye looked down and saw the driver's name on the screen. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm, but his hand still trembled as he pressed the answer button: "Hello?" There was a hint of subtle nervousness in his voice.

The driver's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, I'm sorry! The tire broke on the way. I asked the young lady to wait for a while, but who knew that in just a short while, the young lady had an accident..."

Song Shiye's mind went blank in an instant and his ears were buzzing.

Something happened? His body trembled uncontrollably, and the phone in his hand almost slipped.

His eyes widened, unable to believe what he had just heard.

"What happened? How is she now?" Song Shiye's voice was almost a roar, his emotions were completely out of control.

"The young lady was stabbed and has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment..." The driver's voice was full of fear and self-blame.

Song Shiye's world seemed to collapse at this moment, and he felt a huge pressure that made it hard for him to breathe.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost her, and his heart was filled with endless fear and worry.

He quickly stood up and ran out of the office.

Because his legs were weak, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Wang Chen had already guessed what was going on from the president's words. It seemed that something had happened to the president's wife, so he hurriedly followed the president.

When they arrived at the underground parking lot, Song Shiye tried to open the car door several times but failed, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing this, Wang Chen, who was following behind, immediately said to the president, "Mr. Song, you are not fit to drive in this state. Let me drive."

As he spoke, he walked forward and opened the car door. After the president got in the car, he went around to the front driver's seat.

Along the way, Wang Chen looked at the president in the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.

The word "lost soul" was concretized for the first time. Song Shiye's eyes were empty and his face showed no sadness or joy.

But it is not difficult to guess that the president must be extremely worried at the moment, which is why he looks so calm.

Wang Chen was driving at the maximum speed without exceeding the speed limit and soon arrived at the hospital.

As soon as the car stopped, Song Shiye immediately regained his flesh and blood, his face showed expression, and he ran all the way to the hospital.

Outside the ward, the driver had been waiting for a long time.

Song Shiye walked to the driver in a panic, and before Song Shiye could ask anything, the driver spoke first.

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If I hadn't gone to fix the tire, the young lady wouldn't have been hurt."

The driver has also worked for the Song family for several years, and the president's family treats him very well on weekdays.

Now, the young lady was injured because of him, and the driver felt extremely guilty.

"We'll talk about these things later. How is the young lady?"

Song Shiye didn't want to listen to the driver's useless words now. He just wanted to know how Su Ruonan was doing.

"The young lady is still in the operating room for emergency treatment."

"Lead the way," Song Shiye said coldly.

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