For the past few days, Jian Qing has been recovering from her injuries in the old house. The old lady was afraid that she would be bored, so she had a wheelchair custom-made, and asked the servant to push her around the courtyard.

With her grandma and her son by her side, Jian Qing was in a happy mood, and her injury healed quickly.

But what she looks forward to the most is the time she can spend with the person she likes every night.

Even if she didn't speak, she felt very satisfied quietly watching the scene of Li Yaochuan teaching her son to walk and talk.

Although he will still go to the hospital, he won't shy away from her anymore.

Whatever she asked, he would answer, but intentionally or unintentionally, he avoided bringing up the past. Jian Qing was afraid that talking about his past would spoil the beauty of these days, so she didn't dare to ask again.

Seeing that three days flew by so quickly, Jian Qing glanced at her phone, wondering why Luo Zixuan didn't bother her anymore.

When she was about to call the company to inquire about the situation, Uncle Lin called.

"Miss, I have already hired a lawyer, and I am already going through the prosecution process. Luo Zixuan and the others should have received the court leaflet."

"really?"

Jian Qing's eyes lit up in surprise, and then she asked: "Uncle Lin, we must not fail in this lawsuit. Is the lawyer you hired reliable?"

"Don't worry, miss, that lawyer is well-known in city A, and he has never lost a case against him."

"That's good, I'll leave this matter to you, Uncle Lin."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Qing didn't call the company again, but called the detective agency.

"What happened to the evidence you collected?"

A confident male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, Ms. Jian, the evidence has been collected almost, and I will sort it out and send it to you in two days. The remaining money..."

Jian Qing smiled slightly: "Send me the information, and I will transfer the money to your account immediately."

"Okay, nice to work with."

In the Zhou family villa, a lady dressed in jewels walked down the stairs slowly.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll tell our wife right away."

Seeing Xia Qing coming down, the servant hurried over with the phone, with an anxious expression on his face: "Ma'am, it's not good, the assistant called and said that the husband fell ill and was admitted to the hospital, and he was released on bail. I hope you can hurry over there as soon as possible!"

"What? Onset? What's going on?"

Xia Qing's face changed, and he quickly answered the phone: "What's going on? Where's Mr. Zhou?"

Assistant Zhou Yuanheng glanced at the people around him, and said in a low voice: "Madam, Director Zhou is in the hospital now, you should come here quickly, Director Zhou said he has something to tell you, it's very important."

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps on the phone, and the nervous voice of the assistant came again: "Madam, it's not convenient for me to say here, there are still policemen outside the ward, you should hurry over here."

After speaking, the assistant hung up the phone in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

After Xia Qing heard this, she was very anxious, Zhou Yuanheng was her last backer, if he fell, how could she still be rich?

"Hurry up and book the fastest ticket for me!"

After Xia Qing instructed the servant to book tickets, she quickly called her daughter.

The phone has been on a busy tone.

Xia Qing walked up and down the living room with a panicked expression, but Xia Shuang's call was not answered.

She was so angry that she had a headache, and hurried to City F, regardless of the amount.

By the time Xia Shuang saw four or five missed calls on her phone, it was already late at night. She was sued suddenly recently, and she and Luo Zixuan were both so busy, how could they have time to look at the phone?

She glanced at the time, 12:30, hesitated for a few seconds and still didn't call back.

It was already night when Xia Qing arrived at the F city hospital.

She didn't even bother to eat, so she went directly to the elevator and came outside Zhou Yuanheng's ward.

Sure enough, outside the ward, as the assistant said, there were two serious-looking policemen standing there, with an unkind and cold look in their eyes.

As soon as the police saw Xia Qing approaching, they moved and stopped her.

"Comrade policeman, I'm Zhou Yuanheng's wife, and I'm here to visit him."

With that said, Xia Qing quickly showed them his ID.

The policeman was silent for two seconds, but still gave way.

The superiors only ordered Zhou Yuanheng to be kept a close eye on him, but did not say that his family members were prohibited from visiting him.

What's more, legally, this is also allowed.

Xia Qing entered the ward, and seeing Zhou Yuanheng, who was weak and pale on the hospital bed, who seemed to be dying, rushed over and wailed: "Yuanheng, what's wrong with you? Why are you so sick?"

Zhou Yuanheng coughed a few times under his pressure, looked at the closed door, and said in a low voice: "Okay, stop arguing, I'm not sick!"

Xia Qing's tears stopped immediately, and she stared at him blankly: "What? You're not sick... um..."

"Hush! Keep your voice down!" Zhou Yuanheng covered her mouth, his eyes were a little fierce, not at all like the dying look just now.

Xia Qing was taken aback and nodded quickly before Zhou Yuanheng let go of his mouth.

"Yuan Heng, what's going on?"

Xia Qing lowered his voice and looked at him suspiciously and anxiously.

Zhou Yuanheng's forehead twitched twice, his face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "I've been tricked!"

"What? Who the hell wants to harm us?"

Zhou Yuanheng narrowed his eyes coldly, his eyes were extremely gloomy: "Who else? This matter must have something to do with Jian Qing!"

Xia Qing covered her mouth in shock, and said with a look of incredulity: "How is it possible? Just that little girl, how can she be so capable?"

Zhou Yuanheng remembered his astonishment when he first got the news, and his face turned dark again: "Don't underestimate that girl. Anyway, you go back and let Shuangshuang drive Jian Qing out of the company. I'm just pretending to be sick now. It won't last long. , you must solve this scourge as soon as possible!"

Hearing the importance he attached to Jian Qing in his words, Xia Qing was shocked. In her eyes, that girl was just a fool, just a vase. When did Zhou Yuanheng become afraid?
"Did you hear that?"

Seeing her in a daze, Zhou Yuanheng couldn't help shouting.

Xia Qing came back to her senses, and didn't care about Zhou Yuanheng's tone to herself at this time, and nodded quickly: "Don't worry, Yuanheng, I will tell Shuangshuang about this right away when I get back, and let them deal with Jian Qing first."

Zhou Yuanheng's expression softened a little, and he said, "Then you should go back quickly."

"Then be careful here."

Xia Qing covered him with a quilt pretending not to give up, and then walked out the door of the ward.

After rushing back to City A overnight, Xia Qing was so exhausted that he went home to rest for a while.

At daybreak, she didn't dare to sleep much, so she got up and hurried to the company.

Xia Shuang was discussing the prosecution with Luo Zixuan when the door was suddenly pushed open, their words stopped abruptly, and they turned their heads to look outside the door.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Xia Shuang said in surprise, seeing her mother's eager face, an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

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