Two hours later, the doctor sitting across from Liu Qinxin and Ming Shuo wore a very solemn expression as he said to them, “Mr. Ming, Ms. Liu, I’ll say it again: I recommend admitting you to a specialized psychiatric hospital for inpatient treatment. Miss Liu’s condition right now… is very unstable, and she could hurt someone at any moment.”

“I disagree!” Liu Qinxin slammed the table and stood up.

Ming Shuo quickly rose to his feet as well, wrapped his arms around the agitated Liu Qinxin, gently patted her shoulder, and turned to ask the doctor, “Doctor, isn’t there a better way? My daughter… she…”

Ming Shuo paused for a moment, then said, “I don’t want to send her to that kind of environment. What if I arrange a VIP room for her here all by myself? Would that be possible?”

“This…”

“Money is not an issue.”

“It’s not about the money, Mr. Ming. Let me just say this: your daughter’s condition is very unstable, with a severe tendency toward violence. If we leave her here, I’m afraid…”

“I’ll have people watch over her around the clock—never leaving her side. I also hope the doctor can help think of a way so that, if possible, she won’t have to go to that kind of environment at all.”

“Mr. Ming…”

The doctor still looked troubled.

Liu Qinxin immediately said, “Doctor, please! Besides the person your son’s father arranged to come here, I’ll do everything I can to stay with my child around the clock.”

For the sake of her child, Liu Qinxin feared nothing.

All she wanted was for her child to recover soon and shake off the illness.

Everything else didn’t matter.

Seeing how resolute the two were, and after thinking it over carefully, the doctor finally sighed and nodded. “Then you’d better keep a close eye on her. If anything happens to another patient, I’ll have no choice but to hold you responsible.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t let that happen.”

“Good.”

And so the matter was settled.

That same day, Liu Jia was taken to the inpatient ward here, where she had her own private room, with two bodyguards stationed outside the door, one caregiver inside attending to her, and her mother, Liu Qinxin, by her side.

Perhaps on the way here, her son Liu Lai had mentioned that someone seemed to be following him, and already skittish as she was, Liu Qinxin was now even more uneasy about entrusting her son to anyone’s care, so she arranged for him to stay in a small room within this suite.

Only after coaxing her daughter to fall asleep did Liu Qinxin finally have time to go to her bored son’s room to check on him. But no sooner had she reached out to touch his little head than the child on the bed had already woken up.

He opened his sleepy eyes, yawned, and said, “Mom, what’s up?”

“Nothing, I’m just here to take a look at you. How did you sleep? Are you getting used to it yet?”

In front of her son, Liu Qinxin’s voice was unusually gentle, and there was finally a glimmer in her eyes—a forced smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

The little boy couldn’t understand any of this, so he pouted and complained, “I’m not used to it. The bed here is really hard, and there’s a smell of disinfectant in the room—so uncomfortable. Mom, can I go home tomorrow? Don’t worry, I won’t bother Sister. I’ll let Grandma pick me up, okay?”

“Lai Lai, be good and listen to Mom. Just stick by my side for a while and don’t go anywhere, okay?”

Liu Qinxin stroked her son’s round little head, her eyes shining with maternal love.

Liu Lai was still about to say something, but Liu Qinxin cut him off, grabbing his little hand and saying, “Mom knows staying here definitely isn’t as comfortable as home, but Mom really can’t stop worrying about you. Good boy, will you do Mom a favor and promise not to make Mom worry about you while she’s taking care of Sister?”

End of Chapter 113: Counterattack 39