The sanatorium had no electric fences, machine guns, or bunkers, so taking Little Su out wasn't impossible.
Auntie Sachima, who had committed the crime of imprisoning her, I'm going to steal your unruly daughter right now.
Jiang Linyuan didn't have Auntie Sachima's contact information, so he could only send a warning letter to her phone bug—the vice principal.
Otherwise, if a nurse discovered Little Su was missing during rounds, Auntie Sachima might panic and fly into a rage. It wouldn't do to have blood spilled all over the sanatorium.
Jiang Linyuan took Su Muzhi's hand, borrowed a wheelchair from the first floor, and ran off with her and their snacks.
Too bad the wheelchair wasn't electric. Otherwise, he'd have wanted to ride one too.
"I'll push you in a wheelchair. Wouldn't want you to take two steps and then keel over dead."
"So Jiang is the kind of man who destroys what he can't have? How awful."
Su Muzhi said something completely out of the blue, then slowly sat in the wheelchair. Remembering something from the past, she smiled and said:
"Giddy-up."
Jiang Linyuan rolled his eyes and suddenly sped up, pushing the wheelchair. Su Muzhi hadn't been prepared and jumped in fright, immediately grabbing the armrests.
"Ready to set off? Hahaha!"
It was his first time seeing Little Su so flustered. It was hilarious.
"You're dead when we get back!"
Su Muzhi's face flushed with anger as she adorably made a vicious threat.
"Heh. I'm looking forward to it."
Jiang Linyuan mimicked Little Su's tone as he answered.
Su Muzhi seemed a little annoyed. She glared at him, then quietly leaned back in the wheelchair without replying.
Jiang smiled and pushed her along in silence.
There was still a while before evening. The season was just right for taking