Wearing a patient’s gown, Ling Chen quickly pulled out the remaining needles and ran relentlessly.

Luckily, those doctors and nurses were easy to deceive; otherwise, he wouldn’t have found the chance to escape. With his physical condition, even with excessive blood loss, his life wouldn’t be in danger. Just now, he deliberately used his Breathing Control Skills to slow down his breathing, creating the illusion that his vital signs were weakening. He knew that once there was a life-threatening situation, following normal procedures, the doctor would inject a certain amount of adrenaline to enhance the patient’s bodily functions.

He needed the adrenaline because the excessive blood loss had left his body too weak to even muster any strength, and adrenaline could exactly trigger his potential.

However, the only drawback of adrenaline was that it couldn’t last for too long; he must find a way out quickly and escape from this damned place.

Just as he was thinking, several security personnel suddenly rushed out in the corridor ahead.

"Stop, don’t run!"

Ling Chen glanced sideways and immediately turned toward another corridor. Yet, he hadn’t gotten far when more than ten security personnel intercepted him, blocking his path.

"Damn!"

Trapped from both front and back, Ling Chen muttered to himself that something was wrong, and then remembered that when he first entered the secret base, someone had injected a nano tracker into his body. As long as he was within the base, the enemy could lock onto his location at any time.

Glancing left and right, Ling Chen gritted his teeth, turned around, and kicked open the door behind him, planning to slip out through the window. However, the moment the door was kicked open, more than a dozen gazes immediately focused on him.

Uh...

Ling Chen was slightly startled and froze on the spot, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Uh...sorry, wrong room." Ling Chen gave an awkward smile and hurriedly retreated out the door. But by then, the ten-plus security personnel had already arrived, blocking the entrance to the room. With no other choice, Ling Chen kicked a few people away and then slammed the door shut with a ’bang’, using his back to barricade the door and prevent the people outside from breaking in.

The patterned woman inside the room looked at Ling Chen, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she stepped forward. However, she had barely taken a step when she was stopped by Qiu Yong.

"This has nothing to do with us, no need to interfere."

Hearing this, the patterned woman nodded and stepped back.

Seeing this, Ling Chen secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He had not expected such luck to run into these people’s room. He also heard what Qiu Yong just said and felt secretly fortunate. If it came to a fight, they both might not be a match for these people.

"Open the door! Open it now!"

The voices outside grew louder, accompanied by the ’bang bang’ sounds of the door being hit, almost pushing Ling Chen’s body away several times.

Facing such a dangerous situation, Ling Chen was momentarily at a loss, unsure of what to do. At that moment, he saw a cabinet placed next to the room’s door, immediately toppled it over, and used it to barricade the door, freeing himself.

Taking a breath, Ling Chen’s eyes shifted, and his gaze soon landed on a hospital bed. A middle-aged man, in his thirties, lay on the bed with a waxen complexion and purple lips, showing signs of poisoning. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but walk over to the bedside and placed his hand on the man’s pulse.

Seeing his actions, everyone’s expression changed dramatically, and they hastily shouted, "Stop!"

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Ling Chen was startled. Seeing Qiu Yong and the others glaring at him, he immediately explained, "Everyone, don’t misunderstand, I mean no harm, I just wanted to check his condition."

Qiu Yong looked at Ling Chen skeptically and asked, "Do you know medical techniques?"

"A little bit." After saying that, Ling Chen saw no resistance from him and again placed his hand on the middle-aged man’s pulse.

After a while, he nodded slightly and said, "He has been poisoned, and it’s a severe poison."

The patterned woman coldly said, "Nonsense, we all know that. The question is whether you can save him or not."

"I can’t. The toxins in his body have spread to all his organs, and his bodily functions are essentially necrotic. Even if Hua Tuo were alive, he couldn’t save him. He is currently only being kept alive by drugs and devices that stimulate potential, lingering on in a desperate state," Ling Chen said sternly. "If I were you, I would end his life and not let him suffer any longer."

"Nonsense!" The one-armed man yelled angrily: "My third brother will never die, and if you keep spouting nonsense, do you believe I’ll kill you?"

Ling Chen shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless, "I’m telling the truth. If you don’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do. But don’t blame me for not reminding you, dragging this out will only make him suffer more, a fate worse than death. If you really consider him a brother, you shouldn’t let him endure this torment."

"Shut your mouth." The one-armed man roared, a cold light flashing in his hand, and a steel knife appeared somehow, striking straight at Ling Chen’s head.

"Stop!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the one-armed man paused slightly and immediately stopped, turning his head to look at Qiu Yong, puzzled, "Big brother, let me kill this jerk."

Qiu Yong shook his head, looking directly at Ling Chen in front of the sickbed, eyes filled with sharp light.

"I know he has been deeply poisoned. The doctors outside have the same diagnosis as you. But Mr. Yun told me he has a way to cure my third brother."

"He has deceived you. The God Organization mainly researches enhancement drugs which can stimulate a person’s potential for a short period, but they do not remove the toxins in his body. Once his potential is exhausted, no amount of enhancement drugs will be useful. My guess is, in three or four days, he won’t last. Elder Qiu, I know you’re worried about your brother’s safety, but some things can’t be forced."

While he was speaking, the door of the sickroom was jolted open a crack.

Ling Chen’s face changed slightly. He quickly grabbed a surgical knife, gritted his teeth, and cut a slit in the skin of his own arm, then used tweezers to probe into the wound. After fiddling for a while, he extracted a rice grain-sized nano tracker.

Having dealt with the tracker, he did not hesitate, immediately ran to the window of the sickroom, opened the glass window, then grabbed the guard rail outside the window, and pushed outward with both hands forcefully.

This is bad!

Suddenly, he inwardly cursed. At this moment, his strength was fading faster and faster, and the effect of adrenaline was rapidly decreasing. After a few movements, he was already sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Just then, the internal line phone in the sick room suddenly rang, and at the same time, the sound of pounding on the door from outside disappeared.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Qiu Yong walked to the phone, picked up the receiver, and greeted, "Hello."

"Elder Qiu, do me a favor, catch Ling Chen, don’t let him run. Once it’s done, I’ll immediately save your brother."

Qiu Yong glanced at Ling Chen and replied, "He’s right here; I can capture him at any moment. But I have a condition: you must save my third brother first."

"Elder Qiu, now is not the time to negotiate terms. As long as you capture Ling Chen and hand him over to the security personnel outside, we can talk slowly about the rest."

"I refuse. You better make a decision quickly; he’s about to escape. Also, he has already removed the nano tracker from his body. Once he escapes the sickroom, don’t think of finding him again."