After receiving Fu Bowen's message, Fu Yao asked around to find out where Song Ping was taken to the hospital, and then sneaked into the hospital dressed as a nurse.

Because she was a serious criminal, two police officers were on duty outside the door. She was terrified when she sneaked in, afraid that she would be discovered.

She placed the medicine on the table without rushing to hand it over. Song Ping listlessly raised his eyelids and glanced at her. He recognized her and was pleasantly surprised, his mouth agape.

Thinking he was about to shout, Fu Yao raised her finger to signal him to be quiet.

Song Ping finally stopped having that blank expression, and an anxious look appeared on his face.

He lowered his voice, "Help me!! If you don't want to be dragged in, find a way to get me out."

Fu Yao, however, stood aside and calmly said, "Keep your voice down. If someone finds out, I think you're the one who's not far from death."

She continued, "Let me tell you, just keep pretending to be crazy. Keep taking the medicine I gave you. I'll find a doctor to do an evaluation for you. Once the results show that you have a mental illness, you won't have to take responsibility. Then I'll find someone to get you out of there."

Song Ping rolled his eyes and thought she made sense. This woman was probably afraid of him now and wouldn't dare to lie to him. If the truth came out, neither of them would be in a good position.

He nodded, and Fu Yao quickly put on her mask, preparing to leave the ward. She didn't want to stay inside too long and arouse suspicion.

She placed the medicine in front of him and watched Song Ping drink it, his upturned lips hidden under his mask.

Then he took the tray and went outside.

Fu Yao thought to herself, "He does seem somewhat clever; he knows there's another way: feigning madness."

Unfortunately, the person he thought he could control didn't care about the little bit of information he had.

Of course she knew Song Ping had no chance. She told him to kill the man sooner rather than later. He was so greedy that he wanted to catch a big fish and eat it all. What a fool.

The original plan was to use him to get rid of Song Xingyao, and then get rid of him as well. Now it seems that he is useless and there is no need to keep him around as a potential threat in the future.

Fu Zhai.

Qiao Yiyang used the excuse of visiting Wu Mu to visit the Fu family today, and deliberately chose a day when Fu Quan was not there.

Wu Mu seemed to be in much better spirits than before. Not only was he no longer cooped up in his room, but he was also interacting with people much more normally.

If he hadn't known beforehand, even he would have thought that Wu Mu had fully recovered.

"Yi Yang, what brings you here today? Your Uncle Fu isn't here." Wu Mu assumed he was here to discuss business with Fu Quan.

He replied politely, "I came here specifically to see you today, and also to pick up the calligraphy that Uncle Fu said he would bring to my grandfather."

"Haha, you little rascal, you've grown so much, but you still know how to sweet-talk people. I'll go upstairs and get it for you in a bit. But at your age, aren't you planning to find a good girl to settle down with?"

"No rush, Aunt Wu. If you know any good ones, you can introduce them to me." He replied smoothly.

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Mu went upstairs to the study to get something for him. Qiao Yiyang accidentally knocked over the glass she was using, and the sound of it shattering on the ground attracted the attention of the Fu family's servants.

He looked a little embarrassed. "I accidentally tore the blanket."

While the maid went to get the tools, he wrapped the water-stained shard of the cup rim in a handkerchief and put it in his suit pocket.

When Wu Mu came down, the servants had already tidied up everything on the ground and were holding an exquisite long brocade box in their hands.

"This should be it. Aren't you staying for dinner? It's rare for you to come all this way." Wu Mu greeted him, not noticing any changes in the living room.

"No, Aunt Wu, I still have some things to do at the company. I'll finish them as soon as possible and give them to Grandpa so he won't nag me."

The two exchanged a couple more jokes before Qiao Yiyang left the Fu family's house. He drove directly to an appraisal agency and personally handed the items to the person there.

They also said they would send over some data in a couple of days, and we would compare it then.

He specifically instructed that this matter should not be known to anyone.

As Qiao Yiyang walked out of the laboratory, she realized that she was being a bit delusional. Why did she feel that such a coincidence could happen?

How low are the odds of a daughter who was lost more than a decade ago becoming her maternal grandfather's apprentice?

He didn't understand why he did it. Was it because his grandfather was on good terms with the Fu family? Or was it because he felt a sudden surge of kindness after seeing the turbulent lives of the Fu and Wu families?

But one thing he was very clear about was that Fu Yao was not a pure person. Qiao Yiming had once told him about meeting Fu Yao in a bar abroad.

He was also somewhat surprised.

If what her sister said is true, then Fu Yao's scheming after pretending for so long is quite obvious.

In the hospital, Fu Siming, as expected of someone with excellent physical condition, recovered considerably after only two days of lying down. Even the doctor said he was recovering well and told Song Xingyao not to worry.

If Song Xingyao hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have suspected that the doctor had conspired with him to put her mind at ease.

Song Xingyao's wounds had already scabbed over, and she could have been discharged from the hospital long ago. Her injuries were not serious, but Fu Siming insisted that she stay by his side.

She tried to ask Fu Siming how he got injured several times, but Fu Siming brushed it off each time, not wanting to bring it up again for fear of worrying her.

But he himself was thinking about this matter. He had already asked Pei Jing to investigate, but there were still no results. He had also been unable to contact Ang since he hadn't received a call that day.

Now the enemy is in the shadows, while he is in the light. The person who stabbed him was just a convenient weapon that was randomly chosen. This time, he was indeed not vigilant enough and was ambushed.

During those days, the head office received a constant stream of problems related to the construction in the south, including issues with the surrounding environment and complaints.

This project was a collaborative project, so I decided to go there myself. Unexpectedly, a homeless man rushed out from outside the construction site and pounced on me.

He didn't see the knife in the man's hand, which is why he was injured. The police in the south told Pei Jing that the homeless man had mental problems and had been receiving treatment. After being discharged from the hospital, he couldn't find a job and was wandering around begging.

There was no prior record of assault; they simply said the person would be sent for compulsory medical treatment, and that was the end of the case.

Fu Siming, of course, did not accept this result. He asked someone to investigate, but they could not find anything useful.

This is why Fu Siming didn't want Song Xingyao to know; unknown dangers are more frightening and unsettling, especially since she had just gone through such a major ordeal.

He also went to the police station to inquire about the progress of Song Ping's case. The city leaders have been receiving these calls lately, and they are under immense pressure.

Dealing with these shrewd people is exhausting, and to make matters worse, Song Ping's mental evaluation hasn't come out yet, so we can't give any answers.