At the First Hospital, all four of them were taken to the 22nd floor.

Ye Si happened to be on duty today, and seeing so many people being brought in, he quickly went forward to check on the situation.

Bai Xiujin was covered in cold sweat from the knife wound and was somewhat disoriented.

Song Xingyao has recovered a lot, with only the glaring red marks on her neck still somewhat noticeable.

On the contrary, Fu Siming, who was standing to the side, had completely white lips, and his coat on the left shoulder was soaked with a large patch of red.

But he still held onto Song Xingyao's hand, seemingly oblivious to the pain he was in.

Ye Si rushed to the operating room to save Bai Xiujin, and then instructed the doctor next to him to quickly take Fu Siming away to treat his wound.

Song Xingyao also looked worried and urged him to treat his wounds quickly, but he refused to let go no matter what.

The doctor was worried that things might get complicated if this continued, so he offered to let the two of them share a treatment room.

Fu Siming seemed to remember something and said, "No need, you treat her first, then you can treat my wound."

He was worried that his wounds would frighten Song Xingyao and didn't want her to see the bloody side of his body.

The doctor knew the priorities, but didn't want to confront this group of willful rich people anymore. It would be a big deal if something really happened to them, so he quickly treated Song Xingyao's wound.

Fu Siming stayed in the treatment room for a long time and did not come out.

Occasionally, you can hear a man groan outside.

Song Xingyao wanted to rush in, but she didn't want to disturb the doctor's treatment, so she and Qiao Yiming could only sit on the cold bench and wait anxiously.

When Qiao Yiyang arrived, Bai Xiujin and Fu Siming had just finished their treatment.

He saw his sister rush to the operating room door and talk to the doctor, then her expression relaxed.

When Fu Siming was wheeled out, his complexion was even worse than before he was treated. Song Xingyao quickly walked over, and beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.

However, he still tried to reach out and grab Song Xingyao's hand, but Song Xingyao grabbed it instead.

The doctor said that fortunately, the knife that stabbed Bai Xiujin was not deep, so it was not particularly serious.

Fu Siming's left shoulder was pierced by a short knife, and the wound was deeper. He hadn't been given anesthesia and needed five stitches, which is why his face looked as pale as paper.

Song Xing felt sorry for him and her eyes reddened.

Qiao Yiyang walked up to him and said, "We've already called the police. Song Ping is interrogating us overnight. We'll let you know as soon as we have the results."

"Um... thank you." He thanked her, leaning against her as he felt slightly exhausted.

The doctor quickly sent someone to take Fu Siming to his ward.

Just as he reached his younger sister's side, Qiao Yiming sensed someone behind him. Upon seeing that it was Qiao Yiyang, he immediately threw himself into his brother's arms and burst into tears.

Qiao Yiyang reached out and touched her head. "It's alright, it's alright."

She had never seen her younger sister cry like this before; she was probably genuinely frightened.

Then Bai Xiujin was pushed out, and she immediately ran over. Looking at him as if he were a family member, Qiao Yiyang realized something was wrong.

She and Bai Xiujin? I didn't even notice? But now is not the time to figure out the situation.

It was already late at night when the Fu family and Bai Xiujin's parents arrived.

Both families felt a pang of anxiety upon hearing Qiao Yiyang omit the details of the critical moment at the scene.

When Bai's mother saw her son in the hospital bed, she cried bitterly and was temporarily pulled away by Bai's father.

Jiang Man came in and saw the couple lying there. She felt heartbroken. Her son was shirtless with thick bandages wrapped around his body, and pink blood seeped out from them. Her daughter-in-law had bandages wrapped around her neck and was still frowning in her sleep.

Fu Ting was worried that she would be upset, so he quickly pulled her out and prevented her from seeing.

Jiang Man couldn't help but say to her husband, "Why do my children always have to encounter things like this..."

Grandpa Fu also came from the old house, but it was getting late, so he didn't come to the hospital with him.

Song Xingyao woke up with a start in the middle of the night. She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling in the dimly lit room. She turned her head and saw his face, which made her feel a little more at ease.

She got out of bed, pulled up a chair, and sat down next to him. The moonlight streaming in illuminated his strong, sharp jawline, giving it a halo that further accentuated his pale lips.

She was feeling a bit unwell due to her stomach, so she couldn't lie face down on the bed. Instead, she put a pillow under her waist, held his hand, and leaned against the back of the chair, falling into a deep sleep.

In the interrogation room, Song Ping sat on the penitential chair, lost in thought.

The two sides remained deadlocked for a long time, but Song Ping didn't say a word.

He looked as if he had suffered some great shock; he hadn't uttered a word since stepping into the interrogation room, and his eyes were vacant.

The police thought he was playing tricks, so they brought in a well-known interrogation expert from the city, only to find that he was still maintaining the same posture.

Song Ping remained there until late at night, showing no intention of giving any explanation, while his superiors put pressure on him again.

So the three men in the interrogation room said some harsh words, their words tinged with impatience. The policeman on duty that night couldn't hold back and threatened him a couple of times.

He did react to the policeman's words. He grabbed the lock in front of him with both hands and banged on it, making a deafening noise. His mouth was wide open, and he was laughing very unnaturally.

His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets. The police sensed something was wrong and quickly went over to check on him. He looked like a madman.

He shouted, "You want me dead? Then all of you die, all of you die!"

The next second, he muttered, "Mine, all my money, all mine!!!"

"Hahahaha, Song Xingyao, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Let me tell you, we're all going to die together, hahahaha."

The police officers inside the house looked at each other, unable to tell whether he was faking his madness or not. They quickly reported the matter and also sent a message to Qiao Yiyang.

When Song Ping's mental evaluation decision was issued, the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau had already released a public notice in response to online public opinion.

The story of Song Ping spreading rumors and trying to blackmail Song Xingyao has been brought up again and generated a wave of buzz.

Fu Siming woke up before Song Xingyao and saw her slumped on the stool. He tried to sit up, but ended up waking her up instead.

Before the two could even speak, Jiang Man and her husband, along with Grandpa Fu, pushed open the door and entered.

Song Xingyao wanted to get up to greet her, but after sitting for several hours, her back was a little numb.

Jiang Man quickly came forward to help her, saying, "You should rest for a while."

Then she looked at her son on the bed. This time, she didn't scold him, and her eyes showed a hint of fatigue, as if she hadn't rested well all night.

Last night, Grandpa Fu felt that his granddaughter-in-law had been involved in a lot of troubles since she became pregnant. Although he lived in the old house, he was aware of all these things, whether they were serious or not.

If it weren't for the bloodshed this time, Old Master Fu wouldn't have been so insistent on them seeking divine intervention.

So he instructed Fu Siming, "When you're better, you and Xingyao should go and visit the temple in Beishan to get rid of the bad luck."