She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Chapter 172 Leave these things to me

Lingdang slowly opened her eyes, still a little dazed, her gaze revealing the bewilderment of someone just waking up.

The nurse was overjoyed at the sight and quickly left the ward.

"Are Jiang Lingdang's family members here? The patient has already woken up."

Lin Qingran was deep in thought when she heard the noise. She quickly got up and walked into the ward to Lingdang's side.

She looked at the bell with concern, gently took its hand, and asked softly with a worried tone.

"Lingdang, you're awake! How are you feeling now? Does it still hurt?"

Lingdang forced a weak smile, looked at Lin Qingran, and said in a soft voice.

"Mom, I really don't feel any pain anymore, don't worry."

Hearing this, Lin Qingran felt even worse. Her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes with heartache.

She gently stroked the bell's head and said with self-reproach.

"It's all Mom's fault. I didn't take good care of you. If I had paid more attention, you wouldn't have suffered like this. I've really failed in my duty."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto the blanket.

Bo Ye stood to the side, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Seeing Lin Qingran's self-blame and sadness, I felt terrible.

He stepped forward, gently patted Lin Qingran's shoulder, and softly advised her.

"Don't blame yourself too much. Lingdang has just woken up and is still weak. Let's let her rest well first. Once she's fully recovered, she'll get better faster."

After saying that, he looked at Lingdang with concern and affection in his eyes and nodded slightly to her.

"Be good, Bell, and get some rest first."

The bell nodded obediently.

After hearing Bo Ye's words, Lin Qingran tried her best to stop crying, wiped the corners of her eyes, nodded gently, tucked the blanket around Lingdang, and stayed by her side, trying to calm herself down so that Lingdang could sleep peacefully.

Lin Qingran sat on the edge of the bed, gently humming a lullaby, tenderly patting Lingdang's back, her eyes full of doting and love, just watching over her like that.

Only after Lingdang fell into a deep sleep and her breathing became even and steady did Lin Qingran quietly stand up and walk out of the ward.

When Bo Ye saw Lin Qingran come out, the worry on his face had not diminished. He pulled Lin Qingran to a quiet corner and asked in a low voice.

"Do you already have someone in mind who you suspect, and who do you think might have harmed the bell?"

Lin Qingran frowned slightly, her face full of solemnity. She looked around and, after confirming that no one was around, lowered her voice and spoke to Bo Ye.

"It's still too early to say for sure who did it, but I have a few suspects in mind. One is Lin Yuyan, who has always been jealous of me and might use some underhanded tricks. The other is Fu Xiuheng, who is very cunning. I think they are both suspects, but there is no concrete evidence yet."

As Lin Qingran spoke, she clenched the hem of her clothes, her eyes revealing a hint of resentment and helplessness, clearly wary of the two.

Bo Ye was taken aback when he heard Lin Qingran's words. Then he frowned slightly and said in disbelief.

“Fu Xiuheng is Lingdang’s biological father. Even tigers don’t eat their cubs. He wouldn’t be so cruel as to harm his own daughter, would he? Although he had some grudges with us before, this involves his own flesh and blood. Fu Xingze is still fine. It’s hard to believe that he would do such a thing.”

Bo Ye shook his head as he spoke, his face full of doubt and confusion.

Although he loathed Fu Xiuheng, he also genuinely believed that Fu Xiuheng would not do such a cruel thing.

Besides, Fu Xiuheng is still in Jiangcheng today.

Lin Qingran frowned. "Don't underestimate him. Once Fu Xiuheng goes crazy, he loses all reason and is capable of anything! He only cares about his own interests and his twisted mind. Lingdang might just be a pawn he can use. Even if she's his own daughter, he won't care about any of that when he's ruthless."

Seeing Lin Qingran's anxious and resentful appearance, Bo Ye quickly reached out and held her slightly trembling hands, gently advising her.

"Don't be so anxious. Lingdang is still in the hospital bed. We need to focus on her recovery first. We can investigate this matter after she's fully recovered. It wouldn't be good if we got too emotional and scared the child."

As Bo Ye spoke, he gently patted Lin Qingran's hand, trying to calm her down and get her to focus on taking care of Lingdang.

After listening to Bo Ye's words, Lin Qingran took a deep breath, slowly nodded, and tried to calm herself down.

Bo Ye looked at Lin Qingran with a serious expression, "Just stay here and take care of Lingdang. Leave the investigation to me. I will investigate thoroughly and not overlook any suspicious points. We must find out who is behind this attack on Lingdang. Your most important thing now is to stay by Lingdang's side and help her recover as soon as possible. You don't need to worry about anything else."

After saying that, he gently patted Lin Qingran's shoulder, assuring her that she could entrust this matter to him without worry.

Lin Qingran's eyes were filled with tears, her lips trembled slightly, but she finally nodded gently, her voice choked with emotion.

"Okay, then I'll leave everything to you."

After saying that, she turned around and slowly walked into the ward. She quietly sat down by Lingdang's bedside, her eyes never leaving her daughter's sleeping face. Her eyes were full of heartache and love. She just quietly stayed there, as if by staying there, she could protect her daughter from all harm. She silently prayed that Lingdang would get better soon.

But at this moment, in a hotel suite in Jiangcheng, Fu Xiuheng's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

He glared at Lu An with bloodshot eyes and roared.

"What did you do about the things I asked you to do? It's been so long, why haven't you brought Lin Yuyan back to me yet!"

The sound seemed to shake the room slightly. He paced back and forth in the room, each step filled with rage. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and he stared fiercely at Lu An, waiting for a satisfactory answer. He looked as if he was about to devour Lu An alive at any moment.

Lu An stood to the side, his body slightly hunched, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and replied tremblingly.

Lu An wiped the cold sweat that kept pouring down his forehead, his eyes showing some hesitation and apprehension, and cautiously made the suggestion.

"Boss, how about... we just hand this over to the police? After all, they're more professional at arresting people, and it's easier for them too."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiuheng flew into a rage, glared fiercely at Lu An, and snorted coldly.