My wife has always been timid

In the dimly-lit room, only a small lamp was lit by the head of the bed, illuminating the old man lying in the bed. The old man was covered with white hair, his eyes were closed and he was still in a coma. Various tubes attached to his body, Connected to the beeping instrument, the lifeless old face has completely lost the kindness and look of the day.

"Old Wen, it's time to take medicine."

The woman in the clothes of the doctor's hospital stared at the old man for a long time, sighed, and lowered her eyes to pick up the medicine prepared in the tray.

The woman was wearing a black mask, her hair was meticulously wrapped in a black turban, and the hand that dispensed the medicine was also wearing blue rubber gloves. Only a pair of dark eyes were exposed all over her body. There was no emotion in the eyes, only the cold-bloodedness to achieve the goal by any means.

The syringe was torn apart, and several pieces of glass-controlled liquid medicine were also pried open.

The transparent liquid was sucked into the syringe, and the sharp pillow reflected a glare of cold light under the weak light. A sinister smile spread from the corner of the woman's eyes, and she slowly looked at the old man on the bed.

This time, what she said was——

"Old Wen, it's time to hit the road."

The sharp needle slowly pierced into the liquid storage tube in the middle of the bottle that was infusing Wen Lao. The intention of success in her eyes became more obvious. Just when she was about to forcefully push the poison in, a hand suddenly grabbed her. wrist.

That hand was so strong that it grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled the needle out of the fluid storage tube.

"You came to kill people in the middle of the night, you are really courageous."

A cold voice sounded, and the woman turned pale with fright, and raised her hand to attack the person who grabbed her wrist.

Su Qingcheng had been on guard for a long time, grabbed her hand with his backhand, and snatched the syringe from her hand with a strong hand, but at the same time, she was also pushed away vigorously by the woman.

She quickly looked up, and saw the woman turn around and jumped out of the window.

"Want to run?"

Su Qingcheng pressed the emergency bell beside the bed and called for someone to protect Mr. Wen. Then, without even thinking about it, she turned over the window and chased in the direction the woman left.

"Woo-woo-"

The siren sounded immediately, and the movement of the woman's escape disturbed the hidden guards. The entire Fu residence immediately went into a state of alert, and the hidden guards were dispatched one after another.

Su Qingcheng stared closely at the figure of the woman, and provided a lot of information to the hidden guard along the way.

Yuan Yin, who was originally guarding the spirit of Mr. Fu in the back mountain, suddenly saw the dangerous red light flashing in Fu's residence at the foot of the mountain, and the alarm sounded endlessly. He got up, picked up the clothes next to the bed, and got up. His agile figure quickly hid in the black mountain forest middle.

The woman still wanted to run to the back of the mountain, but she didn't want to be hit by a dart head-on.

Before the first dart could dodge, the second dart struck suddenly. She couldn't dodge it in time, and was suddenly stabbed in one shoulder, causing her to tremble all over in pain.

Glancing at the dart on her shoulder, she seemed to recognize the logo on it, her eyes burst out with resentment, and she glared at the direction in which the dart was thrown.

Turn around and run in the other direction.

It's a pity that Fu's secret guards have already been mobilized.

Originally, she was going to climb over the wall to escape, but as soon as she got to the bottom of the wall, she saw a row of dark guards standing above the wall, blocking her way. Wei, surrounded her again.

Seeing that the hidden guards had successfully surrounded the people, Su Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

A dark figure quietly fell beside him, it was Yuan Yin.

Yuan Yin wore a loose black mourning dress, with a few darts with visible sharp blades wrapped around his tightly bound waist. Seeing her walking towards the woman under the wall, he reminded in a deep voice, "Be careful."

Obviously, he recognized the bold woman under the wall.

Su Qingcheng stopped in her tracks and looked at the woman with sharp eyes.

The moment she cast her eyes, the woman raised her head and looked up to her arrogantly. She didn't panic at all because of the state at this time. The slightly raised corners of her eyes, the disdain and contempt in her eyes only reminded her of a people.

——Xu Ruoya.