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As Shi Mingyu's voice trailed off, four henchmen swiftly closed in on Ye Fan.
Su Yurou lay on the bed, her cheeks a deep crimson, exhaling hot breaths continuously. Her eyes were hazy, and she was on the verge of succumbing to the drug's effects.
"Ye Fan... Ye Fan, you need to get out of here, they're going to... they're going to come after you!" Su Yurou said weakly before losing consciousness