Jiang Yingchi's face darkened.

The hand gripping the phone so tightly that the knuckles turned white, and the pale blue veins on the wrist became more prominent and clear.

Su Jiusheng didn't hear a sound and didn't expect this big shot to say anything. Finally, he said, "If you doubt the credibility of my information, you can just pretend I didn't make this call. After all, I think you're more reliable than your girlfriend."

After saying that, he hung up the phone before Jiang Yingchi could.

Seeing Jiang Yingchi's somber expression, Qi Zhenzhou knew it couldn't be anything good: "Whose call was that?"

Jiang Yingchi didn't say who called, only saying four words: "Gather manpower."

The purpose of gathering manpower at this time seems self-evident.

Qi Zhenzhou immediately gave the order to protect the entire hospital, especially the wards of his second son and daughter.

A calm voice came from beside him: "I heard you've already locked onto someone?"

"Who are you targeting?" Qi Zhenzhou asked.

The night light pierced Jiang Yingchi's eyes, but he remained silent, as always.

Qi Zhenzhou thought to himself that the Jiang family lad was always so composed, and then asked Qi Xiangchen, "Fourth brother, you speak."

Qi Xiangchen's gaze swept across Jiang Yingchi's face. Since Jiang Yingchi wouldn't speak, the matter wasn't completely settled yet, so he said to Qi Zhenzhou, "For now, it's just a lock-in, not a confirmation."

Qi Zhenzhou said sharply, "I need to know who this person is!"

"Su Muyu".

It was Jiang Yingchi's voice.

Upon hearing this, Qi Xiangchen raised an eyebrow.

Qi Zhenzhou also looked at Jiang Yingchi, frowned and immediately said, "Mu Yu? That's utter nonsense!"

Jiang Yingchi raised her eyes, her gaze lingering on Qi Zhenzhou's face for a moment, before speaking again in a soft, low voice: "If this is nonsense, should I be calling you father-in-law now?"

Qi Zhenzhou choked.

His furrowed brows deepened, forming a deep frown. After a long while, he sighed and said, "I watched Mu Yu grow up, but if he really does something to endanger my daughter and son's lives, I will be the first to not let him off the hook."

Jiang Yingchi's expression improved slightly.

...

Ning Qiluo only slept for a short while.

When he woke up again, only Jones and Edith were in the ward.

Her head started to hurt again. Jiang Yingchi wouldn't let her get up, and neither would her father or brother. They all wanted her to rest, but even lying still, her whole body ached.

"Miss Ning."

Edith came over to help her, and Jones was about to leave.

Ning Qiluo called out to Jones, "Don't go out. I want to get up for a bit. I think I can get up. It's uncomfortable lying down."

My head is throbbing terribly.

Jones hesitated.

Ning Qiluo's soft voice said, "Let me stand here for a while, just a little while."

Jones eventually gave in and came over with Edith to help Ning Qiluo get off the bed and stand up.

Sure enough, once I stood up, my head didn't hurt as much anymore; I guess it was just psychological.

“I want to look in the mirror,” she said.

They thought they would help her, but instead Jones took the full-length mirror and placed it in front of Ning Qiluo.

Ning Qiluo: "..."

All right.

Make do for now, and with a little more exercise, Jones and Edith will surely go out and report it.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her hair was messy, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, she was wearing a hospital gown that fit her fairly well, and slippers on her feet.

Edith brought a comb and combed her hair, which finally made her feel a little better.

"Can I go see my second brother?" she asked weakly.