The doctor nodded and said, "Yes, the patient's condition fluctuated earlier, which actually stimulated his will to survive. Now that he's stable, your family can go in to see him, but don't stay too long. Just a glance. For a full recovery, the patient still needs rest."
"Okay." Qin Tianyi was the first to walk quickly into the ward, followed closely by a police officer.
Xiao Anjing did not follow. Thinking that Qin Zhaoye was no longer in mortal danger, Qin Tianyi would not have to suffer too much.
He knew that Qin Tianyi had always hated his father, but he could not escape this innate blood relationship.
The reason Qin Tianyi hated his father was that Qin Zhaoye had never cared about him as a son or his deceased mother. In the end, he still longed for paternal love.
Xiao Anjing never wanted to experience such a tangled and pitiful love-hate entanglement. He even felt fortunate that his father had passed away when he was too young to understand.
He had no memory of his father, only images from a few old photographs. His mother rarely mentioned anything about his father's life before he died.
He had asked about it when he was little, but whenever he asked, his mother would become very sad and unhappy, so he rarely asked anymore.
As he was sighing for Qin Tianyi, he noticed that Jin Meiyao, who had been crying beside him, had gotten up and slipped away at some point.
He quickly chased after her down the corridor, but only saw Jin Meiyao's back as the elevator door closed. His desperate attempt to press the open button before reaching the elevator was futile.
"Why did this person leave instead of going to the ward?" Xiao Anjing was very puzzled. The doctor said Qin Zhaoye was fine, so Jin Meiyao should be happy. It was too strange that she rushed to slip away instead of visiting her husband in the ward. There must be something wrong.
He saw the elevator numbers indicating it had reached the first floor. Unable to chase Jin Meiyao, he decided to return to the ward to wait for Qin Tianyi and see what he had to say after telling him about this.
When Qin Tianyi saw Qin Zhaoye open his eyes in the ward, his face filled with confusion, he felt an indescribable sadness.
For other children, their fathers were objects of admiration and worship.
But after he turned ten, his father became the target he had to defeat.
Now, he had defeated Qin Zhaoye, causing him to lose everything and become a prisoner.
The facts proved that his ability and competence far surpassed the incapacitated Qin Zhaoye, whom he himself had founded the group with.
Under Qin Zhaoye's management, the Qin Group not only failed to develop significantly but also failed to maintain its previous advantages. Internal management was in chaos, and every external project was a failure, making it an unsustainable shell.
With a mere flick of his finger, it collapsed like a crumbling mountain, and the Qin family, who still considered themselves superior, were completely unaware.
"You're awake. This is the hospital," Qin Tianyi said, regaining his usual cold demeanor. "Can't even endure a little hardship in prison and want to commit suicide so quickly? Don't you want to live? Do you want to see my mother sooner and beg her for forgiveness on your knees?"
Qin Zhaoye's now clouded eyes, without focus, tilted his head slightly to look at Qin Tianyi for a while before recognizing him. Tears welled up in his eyes as he said, "I didn't commit suicide. Someone attacked me from behind..."
His words startled Qin Tianyi and the police officers present.
Qin Tianyi quickly asked, "Who attacked you?"
Qin Zhaoye laboriously straightened his head and said, "I don't know. I didn't see the attacker's face... In prison, it must have been a guard or an inmate."
Out of professional habit, the police knew that if Qin Zhaoye did not commit suicide, then someone intended to murder him.
This person was utterly audacious to dare kill someone in prison!
If Qin Zhaoye had remained unconscious until his death, wouldn't the truth of the matter have been concealed?
"Do you remember where you were attacked?" the police officer asked.
Qin Zhaoye, feeling tired, closed his eyes again. After recalling for a moment, he said, "I remember it was after the recreation time. Everyone was doing labor reform in the workshop. Because of my age, my movements were slow, and I couldn't keep up on the assembly line. The supervisor specifically called me out and asked me to clean the activity room. I was sweeping the floor alone in the activity room when someone suddenly grabbed me from behind and stabbed my neck with something sharp... I struggled a few times, felt a sharp pain, and lost consciousness..."
Qin Tianyi's expression grew increasingly solemn as he listened. He asked, "You didn't commit suicide to take the blame for Jin Meiyao?"
Qin Zhaoye immediately opened his eyes, his voice growing louder. "What blame? It had nothing to do with her. She never held a position in the group and had no knowledge of the company's financial entanglements. The Qin Group was originally mine. If there were financial problems, I would just serve a few more years in prison. Why would I commit suicide?"
Seeing that Qin Zhaoye was still stubbornly protecting Jin Meiyao, Qin Tianyi retorted, "Then do you have any enemies in prison? Why would someone want to kill you?"
Qin Zhaoye was stunned. He hadn't made any enemies in prison and couldn't think of anyone who would want to kill him.
"I don't know."
The police officer took down Qin Zhaoye's statement. "Based on what you've told us, we will investigate. However, please try to recall if the person who attacked you from behind said anything, or if they had any distinguishing features."
Qin Zhaoye thought for a moment but couldn't recall anything. Feeling very tired, he said, "I can't remember clearly. Please let me think about it again. I'll tell you if I remember anything."
With that, he closed his eyes again, looking as if he desperately needed to rest.
"Alright, you rest. My colleagues and I will stay outside. Tell us anytime if you remember anything," the police officer said, leaving the ward and immediately informing his colleagues outside.
What they had all assumed to be suicide turned out to be murder. They quickly reported this to the prison leadership, who in turn instructed them to immediately report it to the police.
This matter was beyond their jurisdiction as a prison; it had to be investigated by the police responsible for criminal cases.
After the police left, Qin Zhaoye, with his eyes closed, smirked and said, "You are truly a good son I raised, not satisfied with sending me to prison, you even want to kill me. It was you, wasn't it? You, the unfilial son, wanted to kill me..."
Qin Tianyi was almost enraged, but he was accustomed to it. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what happened, Qin Zhaoye would always blame him or consider it his fault.
"If I wanted your life, you would have been dead long ago. I wouldn't have let you wake up to tell the truth," Qin Tianyi leaned very close to him and said, "How could I have a father like you? You are not worthy. You are not worthy of me dirtying my hands."
After saying that, he straightened his back and resolutely left the ward. He hated himself for still caring about the life and death of such a person!
Seeing him emerge from the ward, Xiao Anjing immediately went up to him and said, "Is your father doing alright after waking up?"
Qin Tianyi's face was grim. "He's not dead yet."