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Fang Rong walked over slowly with heavy steps, bowed deeply to them, his face full of gratitude, and said with a trembling voice: "Thank you so much this time. If it weren't for your help, the consequences would be disastrous."

Ouyang on the side glanced at him coldly and responded unhappily: "Humph! It's too early for you to thank me."

"I can save him this time, but what about next time and the next time? You clearly know how that old witch in your family treated your son, but why did you still let us hand An An over to her?"

At this point, Ouyang became more and more excited, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"We sent An An back to your home because we trusted you. But what was the result? Do you know An An's current situation?"

"You don't know, An An not only injured her head, but also fell heavily to the ground. Even so, that hateful old witch of yours didn't stop and kept beating An An!" Ouyang became more and more angry as he spoke. He rushed forward in rage, grabbed Fang Rong by the collar, and scolded loudly.

Zhang Jie quickly reached out his hand to stop Ouyang, and said in a serious tone: "Alright, calm down first, don't forget that you still have injuries on your hands."

"Besides, this is a hospital after all. We can't cause trouble here."

Hearing this, Ouyang calmed down a little, but he was still angry. He glared at Fang Rong fiercely and then let go of his hand.

Then, Zhang Jie turned to look at him and continued, "Since you keep saying that you don't want that old lady to have an easy life, then come with me to get a detailed injury report now."

"This way, we can leave evidence, and if we want to hold someone accountable in the future, we will have a solid foundation."

However, Ouyang shook his head, looked firmly at the closed door of the operating room, and whispered, "Wait a little longer, I have to wait until An An comes out safely."

"We'll talk about the rest later." After saying that, he no longer paid attention to others and just stood quietly outside the operating room, waiting with worry and anxiety.

The collar of Fang Rong's snow-white shirt was stained with blood, which was shocking.

He knew clearly in his heart that the bloodstains were from both his son and Ouyang. This time, there was no doubt that he had made a big mistake.

Originally, he arrogantly thought that as long as he used his uncle and others to threaten his mother, then his mother would never dare to harm An An no matter what.

However, the result was the opposite of what he had hoped for. His behavior angered his mother, making her even angrier and she started beating and scolding An An. They were right. He was indeed hopelessly wrong.

Ouyang on the side tightly grasped the crystal clear glass ball in his hand, staring at the door of the ward anxiously and nervously.

When he saw Shen Wang coming out, he immediately rushed forward, grabbed the corner of Shen Wang's clothes, and asked in a trembling voice: "How is An An? When will he wake up? Will his brain be affected?"

Ouyang was so excited and worried that he almost stuck to Shen Wang.

In contrast, Fang Rong followed slowly, as if he had lost his soul. If someone who didn't know the situation saw this, they might mistakenly think that Ouyang was the child's real father.

Shen Wang first frowned and glanced at Fang Rong, who looked as pale as paper. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, but he turned his attention back to Ouyang and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, take care of yourself first."

Fang Rong finally came to his senses and quickly walked to Shen Wang, his face full of anxiety and his voice trembling: "Doctor, please tell me, what happened to my son? Please!"

"He was sent here very timely! After our emergency treatment, the wound has successfully stopped bleeding and has been sutured. Fortunately, he is still young and has a strong ability to recover. As long as he is well cared for in the future, there should be no obvious scars left." Shen Wang looked at the other party seriously and said.

Then, Shen Wang changed the subject: "However, this situation is not just an ordinary injury, it has already constituted abuse. This is the relevant examination report." After speaking, Shen Wang handed the report in his hand to Zhang Jie in front of him, and then asked: "I wonder if you have taken An An for a comprehensive physical examination before?"

Hearing this question, Mr. Fang showed a puzzled expression on his face. He shook his head and replied, "I have indeed never taken him for a full-body examination before. Could it be that, apart from the head, An An has other serious injuries elsewhere on his body?"

Seeing that Mr. Fang did not seem to be pretending to be ignorant, Shen Wang thought to himself that he must be really unaware of this.

Just then, a nurse hurriedly walked out of the room, holding a tray in her hand and walked straight towards Shen Wang.

She came up to Shen Wang and said softly, "Dean Shen, they have all been taken out."

"Okay." Shen Wang responded and reached out to take the tray.

He showed them the tray and said slowly, "Everyone, please look, these are the needles that were just taken out of An An's body."

"These needles were not inserted at once. Some were inserted before and some were inserted recently. As for who did it, it's up to you as a father to decide how to solve it." Shen Wang said in a deep voice.

"I found it when I was doing a full body check on him. There were seven needles, and the locations where they were inserted were very likely to be lethal. It can be said that someone wanted to kill An An in this way."

"I have another film here, which shows the location of the needle." Shen Wang pointed to the location of the needle on the film and showed it to them.

"Report it to the police, Brother Zhang, I want to report it. This must have been done by that old witch." Although Ouyang did not study medicine, he had starred in martial arts dramas and knew that some body parts could be fatal.

Zhang Jie asked someone to sit down, "Don't make trouble." Zhang Jie handed the film to Fang Rong.

"This already constitutes murder. You are An An's guardian, so you can handle it yourself. But it's obvious that your mother has no feelings for An An at all, and she wants him dead. You'd better be careful."

After Zhang Jie finished speaking, he pulled Ouyang away.

"Aren't you a policeman? Why did you let Fang Rong make the decision? We can just go and report that old witch." Ouyang said dissatisfiedly.

"That's their family affair, it's none of your business, but I will report it. However, whether to convict or not will ultimately depend on Fang Rong's decision." Zhang Jie glanced at Fang Rong before leaving.

On one side is his own flesh and blood, and on the other side is his mother. What choice will he make?