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

Fu Xiuheng was startled by Lin Qingran's blood and suddenly turned his head, his eyes meeting Lin Qingran's.

His eyes showed a hint of panic. Without thinking, he grabbed Lin Qingran's injured hand, held it tightly in his palm, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Qingran, does it hurt?"

His brows were furrowed, his eyes fixed on the wound on the back of Lin Qingran's hand, his face full of heartache and self-blame, as if the wound were on his own body.

Lin Qingran was still preoccupied with worrying about Fu Xiuheng and for a moment forgot to break free.

She maintained an extremely intimate posture with Fu Xiuheng, her cheeks slightly flushed from the tension and excitement she had just felt.

With a hint of lingering anxiety in his eyes, he looked into Fu Xiuheng's eyes and shook his head.

"I'm fine, just calm down."

Just then, Susukino appeared at the door.

He had come with great concern to check on the situation, but he never expected to see Lin Qingran and Fu Xiuheng being so intimate.

His gaze froze instantly, a look of utter astonishment crossing his face. His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the sight before him choked him up.

Then, a flash of pain and disappointment crossed his eyes, and he quickly turned and left.

Hearing the noise at the door, Lin Qingran subconsciously turned her head and immediately saw Bo Ye's departing figure.

Her heart tightened suddenly, and her expression instantly turned panicked. She hurriedly tried to break free from Fu Xiuheng's hand, her movements so rapid that she almost lost her balance due to the excessive force.

Then, she hurriedly chased after Susukino in the direction he had gone.

Lin Qingran quickly caught up with Bo Ye, anxiously reaching out to grab his arm, explaining in a somewhat urgent tone.

"Bo Ye, let me explain. The situation was completely out of control just now. I only hugged Fu Xiuheng in a moment of panic because I saw that he was about to go crazy. I absolutely did not mean anything else."

Her eyes were full of unease, as if she was afraid that Bo Ye would misunderstand her.

Susukino stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath, and tried hard to suppress the surging jealousy in her heart.

He slowly turned around, looking at Lin Qingran's anxious face. The pain in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by tenderness and pity.

He gently raised his hand, tenderly took Lin Qingran's injured hand, carefully examined the wound, and asked softly.

"Does it hurt?"

Seeing that Bo Ye wasn't really angry, Lin Qingran finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, completely ignoring the bleeding wound on the back of her hand.

She approached Susukino eagerly, looking at him with sincere and firm eyes, and said.

"Susukino, you know that since I chose to marry you, it means I sincerely want to spend my life with you. My heart has never changed, and I will never have any lingering feelings for the past, nor will I go back. I only hope to be with you forever, and you must believe me."

Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of sincerity and unease. Her hands unconsciously tugged at Bo Ye's clothes, as if it were a way to maintain the emotional bond between them.

Bo Ye looked at Lin Qingran's nervous and serious expression and felt helpless.

He raised his hand, gently stroked Lin Qingran's hair, and said softly.

"Jiuge, I believe in you. It's just that seeing that scene just now inevitably left me with a bad feeling. It's okay, I know you're doing this because of Fu Xingze, and you have no choice in the matter. I understand you."

Even so, a hint of jealousy, which he could not completely conceal, was still faintly revealed in his eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He took Lin Qingran's hand, his eyes filled with worry, and led her out of the corridor.

Susukino found a policewoman and borrowed disinfectant supplies.

Then, he led Lin Qingran to a relatively quiet corner. Bo Ye gently supported Lin Qingran's arm, helping her sit on a chair nearby, while he knelt down in front of her.

He first carefully examined Lin Qingran's wounds, his brows furrowing slightly, his eyes filled with heartache.

He picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in disinfectant, and handled it with the gentleness of someone handling a rare treasure.

He gently lifted Lin Qingran's hand, brought it close to his eyes, carefully blew on the wound, and asked softly.

"Will it hurt a lot?"

Lin Qingran shook her head, and he began to carefully disinfect her.

His gaze was focused and earnest, and every movement was extremely meticulous. He gently wiped the wound with a cotton swab, afraid of hurting Lin Qingran.

After disinfecting, he picked up a band-aid and gently applied it to the wound, while his fingers lightly rubbed the back of Lin Qingran's hand, as if to ease her pain.

Having calmed down, Fu Xiuheng slowly walked out of the interrogation room.

There was still a trace of weariness and confusion in his eyes after he had just lost control.

When his gaze inadvertently fell upon the intimate scene between Bo Ye and Lin Qingran, his eyes felt as if they had been pierced by something sharp, and a flash of pain crossed his face.

His body trembled slightly involuntarily, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

But soon, Lin Qingran's provocative words flashed through his mind, like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the flames of jealousy burning in his heart.

He took a deep breath, trying to force himself to calm down, and his expression gradually returned to calm, but there was still an indescribable sense of loneliness in his eyes.

Fu Xiuheng tried to compose himself, forcing a smile as he stepped forward.

There was still a hint of complex emotion in his eyes, but he tried his best to make his voice sound calm and normal.

"Qingran, thank you for your help just now. If you hadn't stopped me in time, I really can't imagine what kind of disaster would have happened."

He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of guilt and gratitude.

Lin Qingran remained calm, merely glancing at Fu Xiuheng before responding.

"No need to thank me, I just don't want to see the situation get any more chaotic. But now that things have developed to this point, there are some things we have to calm down and talk about properly."

Fu Xiuheng sighed softly and nodded slightly in agreement.

He raised his head and spoke slowly.

"Qingran, you should have noticed that something was off with me before. Actually, I did find that my mental state was very poor, and I often fell into inexplicable confusion and delirium. So I went to the hospital for a comprehensive and systematic examination, and the results..."

As he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and worry. "The doctor said my condition is very serious, and it has even reached the prelude to schizophrenia."