When Lin Qinghuan and the others arrived at Lin Piaoxue's ward, they saw that the ward entrance was crowded with people.

Lin Qing said loudly with a worried expression, "I am a patient's family member, please make way and let us in."

The onlookers automatically made way for Lin Qing, who quickly walked into the ward, followed closely by Lin Qinghuan and her father.

Upon entering the ward, Lin Qinghuan saw Li Jian standing in front of Lin Piaoxue's bed. Lin Piaoxue's ventilator had been removed, and it was unclear whether she was alive or dead.

"Li Jian, quickly put Lin Piaoxue on a ventilator," the police officer guarding her said to Li Jian.

"No, Lin Piaoxue has caused my family so much suffering, I want to die with her," Li Jian said excitedly.

When he saw Lin Qinghuan and the others arrive, he became even more agitated. "Your Lin family are all bad people. You caused my mother to go to jail. You will all die a horrible death."

"You're talking nonsense! Your mother brought people to my house and caused a scene, almost beating my second brother to death. We were just making sure she received the punishment she deserved. We did nothing wrong," Lin Qingyi said righteously.

Li Jian said angrily, "If you want to blame someone, blame Lin Piaoxue. If she hadn't kept me hanging on and then gotten engaged to my older brother, trampling on my dignity, I wouldn't have taken revenge on her."

"You brought this on yourself. Your mother and your older brother were both harmed by you, and you're still trying to shift the blame onto others. It's utterly unreasonable," Lin Qing retorted.

Li Jian retorted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! Lin Piaoxue is a promiscuous and shameless woman."

“My daughter Piaoxue is at fault, but you are even more wrong. Please don’t be so stubborn. Put a respirator on Piaoxue now, or she will die,” Lin’s father pleaded.

Li Jian held a fruit knife to Lin Piaoxue's neck, saying, "I won't listen to anything you say, and you're not allowed to come any closer. If you do, I'll stab Lin Piaoxue right now."

Looking at the furious Li Jian, Lin Qinghuan advised, "Since you know Lin Piaoxue's heart, why don't you cut your losses in time and instead get involved? In the end, you're just being foolish. Lin Piaoxue is a dying person. Even if she's saved, she'll become a vegetable. Even if she's not a vegetable, her intelligence will be affected. You'd better put an oxygen mask on Lin Piaoxue now. Otherwise, if Lin Piaoxue dies, you'll only be able to pay for her life. It's not worth sacrificing your life for a dying person."

Lin Qinghuan didn't want Lin Piaoxue and Li Jian to die so easily; she hoped they would live a life worse than death.

Li Changqing pleaded with Li Jian, "Xiao Jian, quickly put an oxygen mask on Lin Piaoxue. It's not worth dying for a person in a vegetative state. If you die, it will be over. You have to think about your mother and me. Did you know how hard it was for us to raise you?"

Looking at Li Changqing, who was in tears, Li Jian said dejectedly, "It's too late, too late. My reputation is ruined. I'll be pointed at and talked about from now on. I might as well die."

As Li Jian spoke, he glanced at Lin Piaoxue lying on the bed and said, "In my next life, I will definitely stay far away from you and never like a scheming and wicked woman like you again."

Lin Qinghuan looked at Li Jian and her pupils contracted slightly. Her expression turned serious. Why did Li Jian's words sound like his last words? Could it be that he wanted to commit suicide?

Lin Qinghuan's heart tightened at this thought. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Li Jian climbing out of the window, preparing to jump down. She immediately rushed towards Li Jian.

"No, no..." Li Changqing muttered to himself, staggering towards the window.

Lin Qinghuan grabbed Li Jian's hand, leaving Li Jian suspended in mid-air.

"Lin Qinghuan, let me go, let me go now!" Li Jian said, his voice trembling.

"Want to die? Not so easy. You should go back to jail and work on a sewing machine!" Lin Qinghuan said.

Lin Fu ran over to help pull Li Jian up, and Li Jian collapsed to the ground, his face pale.

Li Changqing held Li Jian in his arms, tears streaming down his face. "Xiao Jian, how could you be so foolish? Your brother ran away from home. If something happens to you too, how will your mother and I live?"

"Dad, I feel like there's no point in living," Li Jian said, utterly despondent.

The guard handcuffed Li Jian's hands, saying, "What you did was heinous." Then he looked at Lin Piaoxue, who was receiving emergency treatment, and added, "You'd better pray that Lin Piaoxue doesn't die."

Lin Qing looked at the doctor who was giving Lin Piaoxue emergency treatment, then turned to Lin Qinghuan and asked, "Can Piaoxue be saved?"

"I don't know," Lin Qinghuan said.

Lin Qing said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

Lin Qinghuan asked, "What if I can't save Lin Piaoxue, and my parents accuse me of using my position for personal revenge and deliberately causing Lin Piaoxue's death? What then?"

Lin Qing: "..."

That's actually quite possible.

Lin Qinghuan wouldn't do something that would be thankless and difficult; she would just stand aside and watch.

Lin's father stared intently as the doctor attempted to resuscitate Lin Piaoxue, too tense to even breathe. When the doctor released her, he said to Lin's father, "The patient has no heartbeat. Please accept my condolences."

Lin's father swayed, but Xiao Wang caught him.

Looking at Lin Piaoxue lying motionless on the hospital bed, Lin's father staggered to her bedside and cried out, "Piaoxue, my daughter!"

Lin Qing's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his face. No matter how bad Lin Qinghuan was, he didn't want her to die.

Lin's father held Lin Piaoxue's hand and found that it was still warm. He looked at Lin Qinghuan with hopeful eyes and said, "Qinghuan, your sister's body is still warm. She must not be dead yet. Please save her quickly."