"Qianqian is fine. How about you, Madam?" Shen Lin, her hands trembling, pressed the handkerchief to her bleeding wound.
The wound was deep, and blood flowed out uncontrollably.
Jiang Ziyu shook her head. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself up from the ground and took a step forward, her body leaning forward from weakness due to the pain.
Without missing a beat, Di Mingjue extended his hand and caught her.
As her solid body crashed into his embrace, Di Mingjue's keen nose detected the strong scent of blood. He frowned and asked tentatively, "You're injured?"
Jiang Ziyu shivered all over, the pain making her unable to speak.
"Madam was stabbed with a knife. The wound is deep, and she needs to go to the hospital as soon as possible," Shen Lin reported her current condition.
She really seemed to care about Qianqian!
Di Mingjue couldn't help but tighten his hold on her shoulders.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Jiang Ziyu was rushed into the emergency room due to excessive blood loss.
Half an hour later, the emergency light went off, and Jiang Ziyu, pale, was pushed into a ward. Di Mingjue stayed by her side throughout, until she woke up.
"Where is Qianqian?" Jiang Ziyu looked around the room, searching for Yuze's figure.
Di Mingjue heard the worry in her voice and gently reassured her, "Shen Lin took him back. He's fine, you don't need to worry."
"It's good that he's alright," Jiang Ziyu murmured, her eyes closing weakly.
The ward was unusually quiet, the machines by the bed emitting a beeping sound. Di Mingjue sat quietly beside her, watching her.
Di Mingjue's heart was in turmoil. He didn't want to believe that after such a short time together, she would risk injury to save Qianqian out of love.
A scheme? Maternal love?
The two concepts clashed. Di Mingjue forced himself to choose the former, but his body honestly believed it was the latter.
If he couldn't find the woman from years ago, perhaps it wouldn't be impossible for her to be Qianqian's mommy. The thought flashed through his mind.
Sensing that Jiang Ziyu's breathing had evened out, Di Mingjue got up and left the ward.
"Mr. Di, the person has been handed over to the police station," Shen Lin reported.
Di Mingjue nodded. "Send the prison photos to all major newspapers, and investigate if Di Minghao had any accomplices in this matter."
Shen Lin's efficiency was remarkable. Within half an hour, photos of Di Minghao being taken away by the police were circulating throughout the capital.
The Di family was thrown into a frenzy as a result.
Seven aunts and eight aunts, displeased, arrived at the Di residence and began to criticize Di Mingjue's ruthless actions in front of the old lady.
"Minghao is, after all, a child of the Di family. His foolish actions were also forced upon him by Di Mingjue."
"Exactly. Mingjue is the head of the Di family. How can he be so indifferent to family ties? What do people like us think?"
Di Minghao's mother listened to everyone's nagging, tears streaming down her face like a waterfall, heartbroken and crying out injustice for Di Minghao.
The old lady was getting a headache from the noise. On one side was her great-granddaughter, and on the other, her grandson. Both were equally dear to her, and helping one would inevitably upset the other.
"It seems there's no need for an investigation. His daring to commit such an absurd act is with your support."
Di Mingjue's appearance silenced everyone present instantly.
"Am I wrong?" Di Mingjue scanned everyone present with icy eyes.
Everyone avoided his gaze, trying to look away. They were displeased but dared not confront him. xxs1
Seeing that their support had vanished, Di Minghao's parents were stunned and forgot to wail.
"If he dares to commit kidnapping, he dares to bear the consequences of imprisonment. If anyone present feels that the law's punishment for him is too severe, they might as well go to prison with him."
Upon hearing this, everyone made excuses and slipped away, finding reasons to leave.
Soon, those who had surrounded the old lady vanished like smoke, leaving only Di Minghao's parents in the large front hall.
"My poor son," Di Minghao's mother, unable to accept reality, cried out and rushed towards Di Mingjue. "It's all your fault. You drove him to desperation, forcing him to do foolish things. You should have died in the car accident three years ago. If you had died, none of this would have happened."