PDLP Chapter 39 You were also kidnapped?
Chapter 39 You were also kidnapped?
Could it be that he was robbed?
Fang Qingyou suddenly opened her eyes. The moonlight outside the window was bright, so the room was not too dark. She could vaguely see a dark shadow rapidly approaching her bedside.
As the dark figure drew closer, Fang Qingyou's heart pounded faster and faster. She quietly reached for the silver needles placed beside her and gripped them tightly in her hand.
Seeing that the dark figure was already close at hand, Fang Qingyou quickly thrust out the silver needle in her hand.
Fang Qingyou succeeded, but because the shadowy figure reacted quickly, the silver needles were inserted at slightly off-center, so she was unable to knock the shadowy figure unconscious immediately.
Fang Qingyou heard a muffled groan, and the next moment her body suddenly went limp, and then she completely lost consciousness.
Before losing consciousness, Fang Qingyou was filled with remorse. It was all her fault for underestimating her opponent. This dark figure didn't seem to be an ordinary thief; he had knocked her unconscious so easily.
Oh no, I wonder if he'll steal all the valuables in the house, or if he'll become even more depraved and sell me off?
After Fang Qingyou fainted, the dark figure easily picked her up and carried her away.
From the moment the shadowy figure entered the Fang family home to the moment he left, only a few seconds passed. By the time Lüye realized what was happening, Fang Qingyou had already been carried out of the Fang family home.
"Halt! Who are you?" Green Field shouted coldly, but the figure in black did not stop for a moment.
Green Field frowned and hurriedly chased after him, his heart pounding with anxiety. He wondered where this man was taking Miss Fang.
However, Greenfield chased after the shadowy figure for a long time but still couldn't catch up with it.
When Fang Qingyou regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a chaise longue, so comfortable that she didn't want to get up.
However, Fang Qingyou still got up. She hadn't forgotten that she had been knocked unconscious by a petty thief, and now she was probably in a den of thieves.
The room was very bright, allowing Fang Qingyou to see clearly what was inside. The furniture was luxurious and grand, and every single ornament was a treasure...
Fang Qingyou couldn't help but think to herself, "I wonder how many years this thief has been in the business, stealing so many good things?"
However, this thought only made Fang Qingyou more depressed. This little thief was so experienced, why didn't he go to the homes of the rich and instead set his sights on the things in her house?
However, Fang Qingyou quickly had no time to think about these things anymore, because she suddenly realized that there was another person in the room.
Fang Qingyou felt nervous, wondering if this person was the skilled petty thief.
At this moment, the person was lying on a daybed a few steps away from Fang Qingyou. Judging from his height and build, he should be a man.
The man was dressed in jet-black clothes and wore a dark blue mask, making it impossible to see his face. He seemed mysterious and alluring.
Those eyes were as deep as the night, without a ripple of emotion; one glance from them felt as if you were being sucked into them.
Fang Qingyou finally managed to shift her gaze away from those eyes; it was clear that this person was not the petty thief who had kidnapped her.
Only then did she realize that the man's hands, feet, and body were all bound, and he was completely tied to the couch. The rope binding him was at least three fingers thick.
"Who are you? Were you also kidnapped here?" Fang Qingyou couldn't help but ask. She felt sorry for this person. Not only was she kidnapped by that thief, but she was also tied up so tightly that she had no personal freedom at all. At least she could still move around on her own.
The man didn't answer, so Fang Qingyou moved a little closer. Could he be asleep?
Just as they were about to be separated by a single step, he suddenly raised his eyes, his deep gaze instantly locking onto her, and an extremely intense killing intent erupted from his body.
Fang Qingyou was startled and quickly took a step back. Still shaken, she realized that the man seemed to be trying to break free of the ropes binding him. He was incredibly strong, so much so that the couch beneath her was lifted off the ground.
Because his body was tightly bound, the man could not actually lift the couch, causing it to rise and fall on the ground continuously.
"Bang—bang—" The sounds of impact rang out continuously, especially loud in the night.
Is this person having an epileptic seizure?
It's no wonder Fang Qingyou thought this way, because this person's strength was truly astonishing. If he really broke free from these ropes, the destructive power he would cause would be terrifying.
At that time, she must have been the first victim.
As a doctor, Fang Qingyou could not stand idly by when she saw this person in such an abnormal state.
Therefore, Fang Qingyou carefully approached the Luohan couch again and took the opportunity to quickly insert the silver needle into the man's neck.
The man quickly quieted down, but the deep, dark look in his eyes remained unfathomable, as intense as the night.
At this moment, Fang Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief and then placed her fingers on the man's pulse.
For a moment, Fang Qingyou's fingers trembled involuntarily. This was the first time she had been distracted while treating someone, because the feel of her fingers was just too good!
This person's skin was as smooth as jade, as white as cream, and as soft as a baby's, yet it contained astonishing power.
This feeling suddenly reminded Fang Qingyou of the white-clad boy she had mistaken for the magistrate of Nanguan County a few days ago.
Fang Qingyou couldn't help but take another look at this person; his well-defined chin was indeed strikingly similar to that of the young man.
However, Fang Qingyou still rejected this deduction, because the two of them were completely different kinds of people. One was as aloof as an immortal, and the other was as dark and evil as ink, just like the two completely different colors of flawless white and intense black.
It wasn't until she saw the silver needle in the man's neck that Fang Qingyou finally managed to shake off these distracting thoughts and focus her attention on taking his pulse.
"Saving lives is the priority, saving lives is the priority, saving lives..." Fang Qingyou kept repeating this to herself to keep her mind from wandering again.
Before long, Fang Qingyou's delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly. This person's body was so strange. His symptoms resembled epilepsy, but his pulse suggested poisoning. Yet, it didn't quite seem like poisoning...
Fang Qingyou could only be certain of one thing: this person had a health problem, but what exactly was the problem?
Just then, Fang Qingyou suddenly felt a force resisting her fingertips, and then she realized that the man had regained his strength and directly ejected the silver needle she had inserted into his neck from his body.
"Ding—" The silver needle fell to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound.
Fang Qingyou was horrified. With her medical skills, once she inserted the silver needle into this acupoint, the person receiving the needle would not be able to muster any strength at all unless she removed the needle.