"I'm not crazy. Let me go!"

"No, I don't want an injection."

A heart-wrenching roar came from the mental hospital. A petite and thin man was pressed on the bed and looked at the man standing next to him in horror.

The man was wearing a white coat, a pair of glasses, and the glasses reflected cold light.

The syringe in his hand was as thick as a baby's arm. There was a black syringe in it, and the needle was cold.

Qin An struggled with all his might. She knew better than anyone what would happen if he were to inject the liquid into her.

"Hold her down!"

With a cold voice, the man grabbed her arm and mercilessly pushed the needle in.

"No—" Qin An rolled to the ground with his arms crossed. His eyes were bloodshot and the irritation in his body was awakened. He grabbed something and started to smash it, attacking the people around him.

"Qin An, you will never be able to escape!" In a trance, Qin An saw Mu Wanwan standing at the door. The hatred in his heart was like a volcano erupting as he desperately ran towards her.

"Mu Wanwan, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

It was this woman who had caused her to end up like this. She had to drag her down with her even at the cost of her life.

Peng—

A gunshot rang out. Qin An stared fixedly at Mu Wanwan, who was holding a pistol. He crashed to the ground and died with a grievance.

"Qin An, you are mine. Don't even think about escaping."

A sinister and cold voice sounded in Qin An's ears. Without thinking, he grabbed the fruit knife next to him and stabbed it into his opponent.

The glaring blood dyed the man's white shirt red and made him faint. Warm blood flowed along the fruit knife to Qin An's hand.

Qin An raised his fruit knife and unexpectedly met a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes. They were as cold as ice and as dark as ink, making the hatred in her heart pour down like a basin of cold water.

It was replaced by fear.

He looked at him in disbelief with trembling lips, "Qin Han... Why are you still alive?"

No, Qin Han was already dead and killed by her.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Qin Han said with a low laugh. His voice was cold and intimidating, like a poisonous snake crawling on her back, making her blood freeze.

All of a sudden, those fearful memories brought by this person covered the sky and covered the earth, making her tremble and retreat.

"An'an, do you really want me to die so badly?" Qin Han said with a light smile, but his evil peach blossom eyes were full of coldness, and his eyes were full of hostility and coldness.

Qin An's wet eyes were filled with fear. Out of instinct, he shook his head vigorously.

He grabbed Qin An's hand with one hand and glared at her with his long and narrow eyes filled with rage. His entire body was emanating a strong aura of pressure.

A creepy voice sounded in his ear. "Qin An, don't try to escape anymore. Otherwise, I'll kill that Ye guy!"

Qin An's face instantly turned pale. Ye Mu's color?

Before she could think it through, a big hand grabbed her slender neck. Her porcelain-white skin, the blue blood vessels flowing with blood, and her fingertips were slightly pressed.

A strong sense of suffocation assaulted him. However, Qin An was staring intently at the wound that he had pierced through.

A drop of hot tears dripped on Qin Han's hand. His bloodthirsty pupils suddenly shrank and he bit her porcelain-white neck.

Qin An screamed and widened his eyes in horror.

He... was actually sucking her blood!

"Do you still want to escape?"

"No—" Qin An shook his head.

The man did not know whether he believed her or not. The strength on his teeth loosened a little. After an unknown period of time, the man finally let go of her, covered her wound, and went out.

Only when the door was closed did Qin An's tensed nerves relax.

The next moment, he widened his eyes in shock.