Ning Yichu's tears finally couldn't be controlled and fell.

"Chu Chu, why don't you look like me? Did I remember it wrongly?" Ning Qingwan was panicked when she saw her crying, "Chu Chu, don't cry, my Chu Chu, don't cry, mom will wipe your tears..."

She hurriedly wanted to wipe Ning Yichu, but her hands were tied and it was useless.

Ning Yichu's emotions were complicated.

On the one hand, all the previous injuries were caused by Ning Qingwan.

But on the other hand, the mother and daughter used to depend on each other.

She couldn't bear to look at Ning Qingwan like this anymore, so she didn't say anything.

After signing the document, the doctor nodded and said, "After the document is processed, we will send someone to take Ning Qingwan to the ward."

"Okay, hard work."

The police nodded and signaled the police officer who was controlling Ning Qingwan to remove the handcuffs so that medical staff could take over.

"We need your stamped admission documents and backup copies from both sides. Please follow me to find a colleague over there to hand them over." The doctor said politely. This was a necessary procedure.

"good."

The police left two people to control Ning Qingwan, and then said to Ning Yichu, "Ms. Ning, please wait here for us."

"good……"

Ning Yichu paused, but couldn't help but speak, calling the doctor, "Excuse me... Is there absolutely no possibility of recovery for my mother?"

"It is almost impossible for a mental illness to relapse at this level." The doctor shook his head with a hint of regret and turned to leave.

Ning Yichu looked at Ning Qingwan.

She put the chicken leg back into her pocket, her hands were dirty, and no one cared about her. Who would care about the life or death of a madman?

"Chu Chu, Mom wants to chat with you." Ning Qingwan spoke again, a little afraid of the two policemen who were holding her.