The following day, at the First People's Hospital.

"Xiao Jiang, you're finally awake! What happened last night? How did you get so badly injured?"

"And she fainted in the car with a man?"

Inside the ward, Jiang Zhujun saw Yuan Jiang on the hospital bed finally open her eyes and hurriedly asked her questions.

My gaze fell upon Yuan Jiang's swollen face, which was wrapped in thick gauze, revealing a pair of equally swollen eyes. She already had single eyelids, and even now, as she tried to open them, only a slit could be seen.

Yuan Jiang's entire left shoulder bone was shattered, her face was covered in blood, and she and a flamboyantly dressed man were found unconscious in the car. Fortunately, a passerby called the police, and they were able to get to the hospital in time for surgery.

After all, she had raised this child for over a decade. Jiang Zhujun's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face with heartache. Her hand trembled slightly as she reached out to touch Yuan Jiang's face, but then, afraid of touching the wound, she quickly withdrew it.

"Mom, it hurts so much..." Yuan Jiang's head was splitting, her face was burning with pain, and the piercing, tearing pain in her left shoulder stimulated her nerves. It felt like something was throbbing in the back of her head, and even breathing heavily caused her body to ache.

She struggled to open her eyes, but could only vaguely make out Jiang Zhujun. Tears instantly streamed down her face. The pain felt like an invisible blade slicing through her flesh and cutting into her bones, causing her excruciating agony.

"Mom, please get the doctor to give me painkillers, I'm in so much pain!"

Jiang Zhujun's gaze shifted to the pain pump on the left, her lips trembling as she sighed, "Xiao Jiang, your body is probably intolerant to painkillers."

After Yuan Jiang came out of the operating room, she never stopped taking painkillers.

"What!" Yuan Jiang followed Jiang Zhujun's gaze to the pain pump. His mouth twisted in pain, his fingers gripped the sheets tightly, and his eyes suddenly turned fierce. He grabbed Jiang Zhujun's hand tightly: "Mom, someone is trying to harm me! Someone deliberately hit me! You must stand up for me!"

"What!?" Jiang Zhujun's chest tightened, and her expression suddenly became serious.

"Xiao Jiang, what exactly happened last night? Who was that man?!"

Yuan Jiang's vicious expression froze.

The Jiang and Yuan families are wealthy families that have been established for generations. Their family traditions are almost strict to the point of being harsh. But because of this, neither family has ever been involved in any scandals, and even their collateral relatives have maintained a clean reputation.

If she were to say that she was beaten up by that mad dog because she was partying at a bar and was on her way back to her villa with a male model for the night...

That……

A hint of fear flashed in Yuan Jiang's eyes. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "Mom, my head hurts so much. I only remember that yesterday was a class reunion. I was forced to drink too much, so I asked a designated driver to take me home. Suddenly, I was stopped on the way."

"That guy had an iron bar, he smashed my car and beat me up like this!"

At this point, Yuan Jiang choked up and shed tears: "I have always followed your teachings and treated others with kindness. I don't know who could be so vicious!"

"There's a dashcam in the car, it must have recorded that mad dog! Mom, you must send someone to find her, break her arms, pull out her tendons, and make her..."

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

A faint cough interrupted Yuan Jiang.

Immediately, there was a knock on the ward door. Before Jiang Zhujun could react to Yuan Jiang's words, she heard a familiar voice.

“Bamboo and bamboo”.

It's Qin Jin'er.

Jiang Zhujun gave Yuan Jiang a serious look before getting up to open the door. Yuan Jiang was instantly sobered up by Jiang Zhujun's gaze and calmed down, realizing that what she had just said was inconsistent with the persona she usually cultivated.

She gripped her fingers tightly and craned her neck to look out the door.

What is Qin Jin'er doing here again?

Did you bring Shen Hanyang with you?

Under Yuan Jiang's expectant and nervous gaze, Jiang Zhujun opened the door, and the first thing that caught her eye was Qin Jin'er with a beaming smile.

Yuan Jiang's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

That bitch! She came to visit a sick person, yet she's smiling so happily! Does she dislike her that much? Does she wish she were dead?!

Yuan Jiang's breathing quickened, a cold snort escaped his throat, and he peered behind Qin Jin'er again.

Then I saw that tall, slender figure. It's been getting cooler lately, so he was wearing a long black trench coat, high-end leather shoes, a white shirt, and casual pants underneath.

His face was deathly pale, and he coughed, pressing his long fingers to his chest. His cheeks were flushed from the coughing, and his peach-blossom eyes were misty with tears. He stood leaning against the door, looking delicate and sickly, like a male fox spirit.

Yuan Jiang stared wide-eyed. Although she knew that the young master of the Shen family was handsome, she did not expect him to be so sickly. It made her want to have dark thoughts and make him cry.

This is even more stunning than the top male models in high-end clubs.

She swallowed, staring intently at Shen Zhao's excessively thin figure.

I wonder what it feels like to wake up?

So weak, he probably hasn't experienced what it's like to be a woman yet.

"Jin'er, why did you bring Zhao Bao out?" Jiang Zhujun looked at Shen Zhao with concern.

Shen Zhao is in poor health, sensitive to cold and wind, and physically weak. Now that the weather is cool, if he doesn't keep warm, he might fall ill when he gets back.

Qin Jin'er couldn't figure out what Shen Zhao was thinking. Why would he think of coming to the hospital with her? Was she worried about Jiang Zhujun? What about Shen Zhao?

After thinking about it carefully, she guessed that her son had been sick too many times and wanted to see other people get sick.

Qin Jin'er said without changing her expression, "Zhao Bao probably missed you, that's why he came along."

"So that's how it is." Jiang Zhujun was clearly taken aback for a moment, then suddenly said gently, "You're not in good health, you don't need to come in person. If you miss your godmother, just give me a call, and I'll come see you right away."

Shen Zhao's brows flushed slightly, and a hint of awkwardness flickered in his noble and aloof eyes. He glanced at Yu Qiao behind him and pressed his temples with his long, white fingers.

This is not what he wanted to come.

The baby wanted to see Yuan Jiang's miserable state.

Having said all that, Shen Zhao went along with it and said slowly, "Okay, I understand."

"Come in quickly, the heating is on inside, don't catch a cold." Jiang Zhujun subconsciously helped Shen Zhao up.

Suddenly, a cold hand blocked it.

Jiang Zhujun froze, gazing into a pair of dark, cold, yet bright eyes. These eyes were excessively beautiful, and they always felt familiar to her, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

But looking into those eyes, so devoid of emotion, as if they were those of a dead person, she racked her brains but couldn't recall who could possess such beautiful yet empty eyes.

Yu Qiao pressed down on Shen Zhao's arm to block Jiang Zhujun, slowly lowered her long eyelashes, thought carefully for a moment, and said, "I'll help you."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhujun was brought back to her senses by the clear voice. She was taken aback for a moment, but her beautiful eyes showed affection: "You help me up, you help me up."

As she spoke, her hand unconsciously reached out to grab Yu Qiao.

Yu Qiao suddenly dodged, her empty eyes turning fierce as she stared intently at Jiang Zhujun, her voice laced with malice: "What do you want to do?!"

"I...I..." Jiang Zhujun was equally shocked. She stared at her hand, which was frozen in mid-air, in utter astonishment.

Was she trying to take Yu Qiao's hand just now?

But this is only their second meeting, so why would they exhibit this subconscious behavior?

Shen Zhao hunched over, covered his lips and coughed lightly twice, revealing a section of his neck that was unbelievably white.

His skin was fair, and when he coughed, a large area of ​​it turned bright red, especially his lips, which were as red as peonies. His eyes were also tinged with a rosy hue, glistening with moisture.

He slowly turned around, took Yu Qiao's hand as if no one else was around, lowered his eyes and met her wary and prickly appearance, his low, husky voice soothing: "Yu Qiao, it's okay."

Yu Qiao's eyebrows twitched slightly, her lips tightened, and she brushed a strand of hair from her forehead with her long fingers. She stared blankly at Shen Zhao's arm, her slender shoulders drooping: "...I'm sorry."

She was very wary of everyone, except for Shen Zhao.

Like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow.

I don't know what she went through to become so prickly and hostile to everyone.

Shen Zhao's dark eyelashes trembled slightly as he gripped Yu Qiao's hand tightly.

Seeing this, Qin Jin'er quickly reached out and pulled Jiang Zhujun into the ward: "Zhujun, how is Yuan Jiang?"

Jiang Zhujun kept looking back, subconsciously wanting to pay attention to the girl who always hid behind Shen Zhao. Upon hearing this, she turned her gaze back to Yuan Jiang on the hospital bed, whose face was wrapped up like a mummy.

He shook his head bitterly and said, "My left shoulder bone is fractured. Even if it heals, I won't be able to use my left hand often in the future."

"My face is okay. It will go down after a while, and then I can apply some ointment."

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so you need to rest well during this time." Qin Jin'er sat in the chair, her gaze shifting to Yuan Jiang, who looked weak. She glanced at his eyes, which were swollen like sausages, paused for a moment, and then looked at his left shoulder, which was wrapped up tightly. She looked away, afraid that she would burst out laughing the next second.

Yuan Jiang naturally saw all of Qin Jin'er's expressions, and his lips twitched slightly.

I knew this bitch was here to laugh at her!

Even though they've been wealthy for generations, they still look down on her, their adopted daughter. Ha!

but……

Yuan Jiang's gaze lingered greedily on Shen Zhao, his cloudy eyes darting around.

Since Qin Jin'er looks down on her so much, she'll just have to be her daughter-in-law.

Although Shen Zhao was not as physically strong, he was more handsome than Shen Hanyang.

Yuan Jiang narrowed her eyes and revealed a satisfied smile. She could marry Shen Hanyang and then have a few nights of passion with Shen Zhao.

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, why aren't you saying anything?"

Jiang Zhujun's shouts interrupted Yuan Jiang's reverie.

She curled her lips into a sneer. She had drunk too much alcohol last night, and after being beaten and screaming her heart out, and having not drunk water all day, her voice was hoarse like a broken sewing machine: "Mom, Aunt Qin, I was just thinking, who on earth would dare to lay a hand on me?"

"I never provoke others in my daily life."

"We've already called the police, and professionals will find the culprit. Your main priority now is to recover and not think about these things anymore." Jiang Zhujun poured several glasses of warm water and handed them to Qin Jin'er, Shen Zhao, and Yu Qiao.

As she handed it to Yu Qiao, she stared intently at Yu Qiao and said softly, "Yu Qiao, have some water."

Yu Qiao hummed in agreement and took the item with her long fingers, saying, "Thank you."

But she didn't drink it. She held it in her hand for a while, and only put it down when she saw that no one was paying attention to her.

Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of her movements out of the corner of his eye. He stretched out his long arm, his fingers, gleaming with the luster of white jade, holding a water glass. Seeing Yu Qiao staring blankly at him, he raised his long eyebrows.

Yu Qiao blinked, took it, and placed it next to her water glass.

Staring at the two water glasses close together, a subtle smile crept onto her lips.

"Mom, this matter absolutely cannot be left like this! This murderer dared to treat me like this, which means he doesn't respect the Jiang and Yuan families at all!" How could Yuan Jiang swallow her anger? Ever since she was adopted, she has always been the one bullying others. To be pinned down and beaten so badly is simply a disgrace!

Haha, what a joke. In the end, isn't it just because she's not Jiang Zhujun's biological daughter?

If Yuan Jiang had been the one injured today, would Jiang Zhujun still be so calm and composed?!

Jiang Zhujun rubbed her aching temples, her slender body swaying slightly. Staring into Yuan Jiang's eyes, which were filled with anger and hatred, a sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.

Qin Jin'er, with her sharp eyes, patted Jiang Zhujun's shoulder reassuringly and said, "The police will handle this matter. The murderer has made a mistake and will surely be punished by law."

“Yuan Jiang, you should think carefully about whether you have offended anyone, so that you can provide clues to the police. I think this person seems to be targeting you specifically.”

No money was lost and no one was missing, but they were given a beating. Qin Jin'er didn't believe it wasn't revenge.

Yu Qiao hid behind Shen Zhao, clutching his clothes with both hands, and nodded furtively.

She peeked out a pair of dark eyes, staring at the mummy-like Yuan Jiang, and curled her lips upwards.

"Yu Qiao." Shen Zhao glanced sideways, raised his hand to push away her protruding head, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, his dark eyebrows furrowed, he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, using lip movements to remind her: Don't be too arrogant.

Yu Qiao looked away, nodded vigorously, tilted her head, and mimicked his lip movements in response: I will be very good.

Shen Zhao chuckled helplessly and shook his head.

Witnessing all this, Yuan Jiang clenched her fingers and glared sharply at Yu Qiao.

The gaze was so sharp and piercing that Yu Qiao instantly felt it. The light gray pupils gleamed with a sickly ferocity as they stared directly at Yuan Jiang.

Yuan Jiang was stunned.

Those eyes...

Last night, it was dark and windy. The person was dressed in all black, wrapped up tightly, with only a section of her neck showing. It was very white and slender, and judging from her figure, she should be a woman.

His eyes were cold, clear, and indifferent, like mysterious black holes. Staring at him was like looking at a dead person.

Two pairs of long eyes met, and Yuan Jiang's breathing quickened instantly. Her lips twisted in a shrill scream as she cursed, "These eyes...it's you! You bitch, it was you! You were the one who hit me last night!"

"Mom, it's this servant who smashed my car and beat me up like this last night! Arrest her! I want her to spend the rest of her life in jail, to be tortured by those disgusting, lowly prisoners! To become a prostitute!!"

"Yuan Jiang, what are you saying!?" Jiang Zhujun was shocked, partly because Yuan Jiang's words were too offensive, and partly because of the content of his words. She turned to look at Yu Qiao.

Qin Jin'er slammed down her water glass, her dignified and gentle face instantly turning cold, filled with the contempt and disdain of a superior: "Miss Yuan, just looking at your height, you alone could crush Yu Qiao."

"Where did our Yu Qiao get the ability to smash your car and beat you up like this with her bare hands?"

"If I remember correctly, there was another man in your car?"

"So, you mean that Yu Qiao, who weighs 80 pounds, smashed a car weighing several tons and seriously injured you, who weighs 130 pounds, and a man who weighs 150 pounds?"