The SWAT officer frowned. "Ma'am, please don't interfere with official duties."
Wu Caixia, who was already collapsed, collapsed even more. He cried and stood in front of Jiang Sichen: "Then just beat me to death... Anyway, my husband is gone, my son is gone, and I have nothing. If you want to arrest him, beat me to death first."
Song Yutang winked at the bodyguard beside him.
Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, held Wu Caixia on the left and right, covered her mouth and dragged her aside.
Wu Caixia was still struggling desperately, whining and unable to make a sound. He could only watch Jiang Sichen being handcuffed.
The living room became quiet, and the bodyguard finally let go of her.
Wu Caixia looked at Jiang Dingkun, then at Jiang Muyan and Song Yutang, cried and turned to go upstairs, "The weather is getting colder and colder. I will go to the room where Jiang Sichen lived before and pack some clothes for him and send them there."
When Spring Radiance Garden moved the second room to his room, his room was untouched because Jiang Sichen was not at home.
Things have come to this, and they really need to be sorted out.
Song Yutang didn't say anything, but just winked at Butler Wang next to her, hinting to keep an eye on her.
Butler Wang hurriedly followed up. "I'll help you collect it together, making sure not even a hair is left..."
Jiang Dingkun slowly walked downstairs and stood in the center of the living room, staring blankly in the direction of the door, as if something had drained the last bit of strength away from him.
He was silent for a long time and murmured to himself, "I have raised Qingyu for more than fifty years... helped him get married and have children... watched him grow from babbling to becoming a father and a grandfather... in the end, nothing was left behind."
Jiang Muyan glanced at him. "Although you have never raised my father, my father gave you two grandsons and a granddaughter, and Xiaxia gave you a little great-granddaughter. You already have a family full of children and grandchildren, so you must be content."
Jiang Dingkun looked at him helplessly, wanting to laugh but unable to do so, "Okay, okay, what you said makes sense."
Jiang Muyan was still worried and reminded, "The matter has reached this point. For the sake of you lying to grandma for so many years, and for the sake of the Jiang Family's ancestors, don't interfere in this matter anymore.". People always have to pay the price for what they do. This is the case for you, Jiang Qingyu, Jiang Sinian, Jiang Sichen, and Chen Ruyin."
Song Yutang pointed at the roof. "They have everything, but in order to fight for property that does not belong to them, they want to make us Jiang Family extinct. People are doing it, and God is watching. You have come to this point, and it is time to wake up. If you continue to be an accomplice, let alone Jiang Family ancestors and ancestors, even God will not stand it."
Jiang Dingkun closed his eyes tiredly. "Don't worry, I'm not that confused. It's just that I'm getting old... I'm soft-hearted. After all, I brought up Sichen from such a young age... I watched him grow up day by day... When he spoke when he was a child, the first person he called was grandpa..."
Jiang Muyan didn't listen to what he said anymore and walked directly out the door, "Oh, you can digest it yourself. I have to go to the bureau to help investigate the case of Jiang Sichen. The murder was accomplished by paying a murderer. In addition, other crimes are punished at the same time. If you take a gun, you can't run away."
He had just walked out of the door, and before Song Yutang had time to look away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something passing by on the balcony upstairs.
Taking another closer look, it turned out to be a ceramic flowerpot falling straight from a height.
"Be careful..." Song Yutang's pupils suddenly shrank, and at the same time he screamed, he ran towards Jiang Muyan.
But it's too late.
The ceramic vase filled with soil hit Jiang Muyan on the head with a thud.
Jiang Muyan felt that his eyes went dark, and the world in front of him began to blur, rotate, and deform, and then he began to feel nauseous and felt light.
Before he could make any reaction, his center of gravity was unsteady and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Doctor... doctor..." Song Yutang ran over to help him heartbroken. When he raised his head to call the doctor, he happened to see Wu Caixia standing on the balcony of the second floor.
She was still holding a pot of flowers in her hand, with a crazy smile on her face, laughing hysterically, "Jiang Muyan, you bastard, you have already turned into a vegetative state, why can't you stay in a vegetative state? It's all because you harmed my husband and my two sons. I want you to die... I want you to die..."
As he spoke, he aimed the flowerpot in his hand at Song Yutang's head and tried to throw it down. Fortunately, in the next second, Butler Wang pulled him back and pushed him to the ground.
The flowerpot fell from her hand and fell to her feet. The broken porcelain fragments scratched her ankle, but she seemed not to feel the pain and continued to laugh crazily, "Go to hell, all of you to die... My husband is the only son of the Jiang Family, and my son should be the heir of the Jiang Family. You are all bastards... you are all bastards... My husband is the son of the richest man, and my son is the heir appointed by the richest man..."
Amid Wu Caixia's crazy shouting, Doctor Fang rushed over.
After simply stopping the bleeding, people were immediately arranged to carry Jiang Muyan into the ambulance.
After a preliminary examination, no problems were found, let alone the need for surgery.
We can only simply bandage him and move him to the ward to rest.
It took several hours before the attending physician Doctor Fang got all the test results.
When he walked into the ward holding a large stack of checklists, his face looked a little strange.
Song Yutang's heart skipped a beat, and she almost rushed to grab his arm. "How are you? You're not awake yet, is it serious?"
Doctor Fang took off his mask and his expression was a bit incomprehensible. "Uh... I did a full body examination and there was only skin trauma on the head. There were no fractures, there was no intracranial hemorrhage, and all the indicators were within the normal range."
Song Yutang was stunned. "Then why hasn't he woke up yet?"
Doctor Fang's expression was more subtle, as if he didn't quite understand the situation. "It stands to reason... I should have woken up long ago. But for some reason, I just didn't wake up... I was wondering... could it be the sequelae of the vegetative state last time?"
Song Yutang was anxious. "The last time he was in a vegetative state was due to intracranial injury, but he has recovered now."
Doctor Fang nodded. "It has recovered, but this time... it is possible that the nerves were really injured. Nerve examinations are inherently complicated, and routine examinations of some subtle injuries may not be able to detect them. Don't worry, just observe first. If you still don't wake up after a few hours, we will arrange for further screening."
"..."
The doctors said so, Song Yutang had no choice but to go back to the bed and sit down.
Jiang Muyan was lying quietly on the bed, the wound on his head had been bandaged, and the infusion needle was not even hung up.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are just asleep.
Song Yutang sat next to him, looking at his quiet face, and suddenly remembered the time when she first married him.
At that time, he was also lying on the hospital bed like this.
They were still strangers at that time, and she had no feelings for him, only calculations and calculations.
But now...
She stretched out her hand and gently held his cold fingertips, feeling as if something was clenching in her heart.
The sky outside the window is getting darker little by little.
The monitor's light shone a faint green light in the dimness. Song Yutang lay on the bedside, closed his eyes unconsciously, and fell into a deep sleep.
But I held Jiang Muyan's hand and never let go...