Qiao Wanwan said calmly, "But I don't want to see her."

"You should go and see her; she's making a huge scene right now."

“Alright.” Qiao Wanwan changed her mind. “I’ll go take a look. Mom, you rest first. I’ll be right back.”

“Wanwan,” Su Jing called out to her, “It’s okay to see him, don’t get angry. It’s not worth getting angry over someone like that.”

"I see."

When Qiao Wanwan arrived at the ward downstairs, Su Yimo was lying in bed.

The only difference was that her hands and feet were chained to the bed, rendering her unable to move.

As soon as Qiao Wanwan entered, she shivered from the cold and then smelled a strange odor.

Qiao Wanwan quickly guessed the reason; no wonder all the windows were open on such a cold day.

When Su Yimo saw Qiao Wanwan, hatred flashed in her eyes. "Qiao Wanwan, is this how you torture me? Making me live without any dignity?"

Qiao Wanwan didn't approach her, but instead leaned closer to the open window and said with a faint smile, "I just don't want you to die too easily."

"Qiao Wanwan, I killed your mother, and you still let me live. How much do you love me that you can't bear to let me die...?"

"Provocation won't work on me." Qiao Wanwan glanced at her disdainfully. "By the way, no one should have told you that my mother is out of danger, right?"

"What did you say?" Su Yimo couldn't believe it. "She's not dead? That's impossible! I used the most ruthless methods I could have used. How could she still be alive!"

“Su Yimo, although my mother survived, your crimes are unforgivable,” Qiao Wanwan said, enunciating each word clearly. “You think being trapped here is the worst that can happen? You’re dreaming! I won’t let you die. Your sentence will be commuted to life imprisonment, but in prison, you’ll be living a life of unbearable suffering…”

"Qiao Wanwan, how cruel you are! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Su Yimo struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free of the restraints at all.

"Go ahead and scream, but this time, no one can save you." Qiao Wanwan smiled faintly. "The Huo family won't remember you. After all, you're a nightmare for the Huo family. Who would choose to remember a nightmare? Su Yimo, just stay in jail and pay the price you deserve."

After Qiao Wanwan finished speaking, she left immediately.

"Qiao Wanwan, come back!" Su Yimo panicked completely. "Kill me! Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

Only her own echo responded...

......

Su Jing rested for a week and recovered quite well, so she was able to be transferred to a regular ward.

Qiao Wanwan considered that the hospital was not as comfortable as home, and that it would be troublesome for her family to travel back and forth to the hospital every day, so she took her home to recuperate.

The equipment at home is no less than that in a hospital. In addition to doctors, she and the "miracle doctor" are also at home, ready to be called upon whenever needed, making it even more convenient than a hospital.

After dinner, Jiang Dong went to Zhan Jingting's study to report.

"Master Zhan, Su Yimo has been sent to the detention center. Qiao Shengguo is begging people everywhere, trying to use depression to get her off the hook."

Zhan Jingting said calmly, "It's tough on him. As a father, he would rather send his child to a mental hospital than watch her die."

"Master Zhan has already given the order that no hospital will issue this certificate for Su Yimo, and Qiao Shengguo can't even find a lawyer." Jiang Dong smiled. "Su Yimo is now determined to die. Last night she even tried to cut her wrists with handcuffs."

"Death would be too good for her. Give the order that she must not die, but live to atone for her sins."

"yes."

Qiao Wanwan stopped asking about Su Yimo's affairs, only occasionally hearing Zhan Yin remind her that Su Yimo had been sent to prison.

Her focus now is on Su Jing and the child.

This unexpected event made her cherish everything she has even more.

Under Qiao Wanwan's meticulous care, Su Jing has recovered very well and is now able to leave her room in a wheelchair.

"Mom, look, the flowers are blooming."

Qiao Wanwan would push Su Jing in her wheelchair for a walk in the garden every day.

It's springtime, and the garden is so beautiful, with picturesque views at every turn.

"It looks really good," Su Jing said with a smile, "but not as good-looking as my Wanwan."

"Mom has such good taste!" Qiao Wanwan pouted.

Su Jing's eyes were full of smiles. "Wanwan, with you, Mom feels very happy."

“Me too.” Qiao Wanwan wrapped her arms around her neck from behind. “Not only me, but Dad and Brother also feel very happy. And Grandpa, when you were unconscious, Grandpa made a special trip back to our hometown to ask the Huo family ancestors for protection.”

“Yes, this family has never seemed so united before,” Su Jing said with emotion. “It seems that this incident has turned out to be a blessing in disguise.”

"I guess so." Qiao Wanwan still felt lingering fear when she thought about it. "I will definitely protect you well in the future, and this kind of thing must never happen again."

"Okay, Mom will take good care of herself, for you and for our family."

"Um."

"Madam!" Zheng Ma rushed over, "You must go and see! It seems that Young Master Jiu has fallen ill again!"

Qiao Wanwan was startled and quickly turned around and ran back into the house!

Xiao Jiu is in her room, lying on the bed, clutching her head in her hands, writhing in pain!

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, how are you!" Qin Shujun cried anxiously from the side.

"Xiao Jiu, Mommy's here!" Qiao Wanwan stepped forward and hugged him. "Don't move, Mommy will give you acupuncture! Zheng Ma, go to my bedside table and get the silver needles!"

"yes!"

The silver needles were quickly retrieved. Qiao Wanwan had Qin Shujun hold Xiao Jiu down while she took out the silver needles and applied them to Xiao Jiu's head.

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