"What?!" Su Ziyu was shocked. "He's just dead?! Isn't that too easy for him?"
"He's not dead yet, but he's already been taken to the hospital for treatment," Jiang Tingzhou said.
Su Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. If he had died like that, it would have been too good for this grandson!"
Jiang Tingzhou put his phone down and moved his wheelchair, saying, "However, Jiang De'an's situation isn't good. I'll go check on him."
"You still care whether he lives or dies?" Su Ziyu said, somewhat annoyed. "As long as he's not dead, what else is there to see?"
"We have to keep an eye on him, lest he get any ulterior motives again."
Jiang Tingzhou's reminder made Su Ziyu understand a little.
Many people in their social class manage to obtain medical parole while incarcerated through various means.
Finally, he lived a carefree life outside.
Su Ziyu quickly ran behind Jiang Tingzhou, pushing his wheelchair as she said, "Come on, I'll go with you. I want to see what tricks he can pull."
Jiang De'an is still in the detention center.
He was sent to a regular hospital near the detention center, where the facilities were not very good.
When they arrived, there were several police cars parked outside.
After contacting the police, Jiang Tingzhou went directly to the intensive care unit of the hospital.
A prison doctor who was on duty there briefly explained the situation to them: "The prisoner has been showing some signs of mental instability recently. He often talks in his sleep and shouts. This morning, the guards found him unconscious after hitting the wall, so they rushed him here. He is out of danger now, but his condition is still unstable."
Jiang Tingzhou asked, "May I go in and see him?"
The prison doctor said, "Wait a moment, the police officer in charge went to get something from the car and will be back soon. I can't make the decision."
The police arrived about five or six minutes later.
After obtaining permission, Su Ziyu pushed Jiang Tingzhou into the ward.
Jiang De'an was in a multi-person intensive care unit, with each bed separated by a curtain.
After asking nurse Jiang De'an which bed he was in, Su Ziyu pushed Jiang Tingzhou over there.
The police followed behind.
He first pulled the curtain open a little.
Jiang Tingzhou soon saw Jiang De'an lying on the bed.
The two had only met a few days ago, but it felt like an eternity had passed.
When we last met, Jiang De'an was still a Mr. Jiang, a man of status and position.
At this moment, he lay weakly on the hospital bed, his head wrapped in bandages, looking extremely weak and powerless.
When Jiang De'an saw that the person who entered was Jiang Tingzhou, he was stunned for a moment, but soon a mocking smile appeared in his eyes, and he spoke weakly:
"I thought you, Xiaozhou, were so deeply in love with Mrs. Jiang, but I never expected that you would weigh the pros and cons when faced with life and death."
His voice was weak, but the content of his speech was still discernible.
Jiang Tingzhou immediately knew what was going on and deliberately asked, "What are you talking about?"
With his eyes closed, Jiang De'an smiled contentedly and said, "Your wife's seven-day mourning period hasn't even passed yet, why are you here to see me?"
Jiang Tingzhou did not answer his question, but instead asked, "How come I didn't know you could make explosives?"
“You can learn anything if you put your mind to it.” Jiang De’an still didn’t open his eyes, but his expression still showed a satisfied smile. “The only pity is that you didn’t die, otherwise… how heartbroken my brother would be. His son, whom he had raised with great care, had finally escaped death, only to die for a woman.”
"You're lying here now, and you probably won't have this chance again."
“I’ve done all I can.” Jiang De’an let out a long sigh. “I never wanted you all to die. I just wanted to see you all suffer. Blame that old man for giving birth to me, an unwanted person. If I had a choice, I would never have chosen to be the illegitimate son of your Jiang family…”
Su Ziyu couldn't help but yell, "Are you sick?"
"Do you think I want to be sick? At first, all I wanted was to be an ordinary child, to have a home, a mom and dad. But I was born destined not to have those things. When I was little, I thought no one else had them, until I came to the Jiang family and I realized... While my mother was beating and scolding me, someone else took my father away and enjoyed endless love... I can't understand why this world is so unfair. Why should I suffer like that while he is so happy? So all these years, what I've wanted to do is see my brother lose his loved one. Unfortunately, the second time, I didn't let him watch his son die for a woman."
Jiang De'an lay on the bed, his eyes closed, slowly speaking these words.
It's like calmly showing off one's achievements in the final stage of life.
After listening calmly to Jiang De'an's words, Jiang Tingzhou said, "It's a pity that he lost nothing, and neither did I."
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