A reborn woman abducts her husband: after emptying his pockets, she marries a military officer.

Chapter 62 Young people should still have some discipline

"What's wrong with Yingxue?" Qin Dahe was the quickest to act and the most anxious.

When he peeked out and saw Qin Yingxue lying unconscious in the car, he lost his temper and was about to rush into Qin Xiaocao's house when Qin Dajiang, who arrived shortly after, grabbed him and hissed, "What are you doing? Don't be impulsive, listen to what your brother-in-law has to say first?"

Qin Dahe's eyes immediately reddened. He wiped his face haphazardly and choked out, "The facts are right in front of us, what else is there to say? I always said Jiang Linlin is a menace. Ever since she came back, our family has been in constant turmoil, and now my sister has been harmed by her too..."

Qin Dahai, who had always been the most protective of Jiang Linlin, stood to the side and remained silent for the first time.

“This time it was my carelessness that allowed Yingxue to be schemed against by Jiang Linlin.” Song Yanchuan glanced at the three Qin brothers. “I will take Yingxue to the hospital first, and I will give you all an explanation when I return.”

After Song Yanchuan finished speaking, he opened the driver's side door and started the car.

"I'll go with you," Qin Dahe said quickly.

Song Yanchuan nodded.

Qin Dahe quickly climbed onto the passenger side door, not even glancing at his older brothers.

Only after the car had disappeared from sight did Qin Dajiang turn his gaze away, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Linlin..." Qin Dajiang saw two uniformed men carrying Jiang Linlin directly to the car on a wooden plank and couldn't help but go up to her and ask with concern, "What happened to her? Why is she covered in injuries? Will she be alright..."

Xu Guohua was directing everyone to collect evidence at the scene and arrange for Qin Xiaocao to receive medical treatment when he heard Qin Dahai's concerned voice. He couldn't help but look up and saw Qin Dajiang grab Qin Dahai, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger: "Why are you so concerned about her? You don't care about your own blood sister, but you care about someone who is a complete stranger and even injured your own sister? Brother, where is your brain?"

"Yingxue wasn't harmed by Linlin!" Qin Dahai retorted instinctively.

"Brother, how could you be so foolish!" Qin Dajiang was completely enraged. "If it wasn't Jiang Linlin, that troublemaker, then who else could it be Xiaocao? Or you and me?"

"Dajiang!" Qin Dahai's face flashed with pain. "I know you don't like Linlin, but she grew up with us since she was little. Even if we're not related by blood, we still have a bond from growing up together. She's so badly injured, can't you please have some mercy..."

"Qin Dahai, you are simply unreasonable!" Qin Dajiang, his face ashen with anger, shook off Qin Dahai and strode outside.

I really don't know what kind of spell Jiang Linlin gave Qin Dahai, that made him protect that bitch so unconditionally.

In the past, my older brother was somewhat lenient with Jiang Linlin out of guilt, but never as obviously and without limits as he has been these past few days. It's as if my older brother has been possessed and has become a different person.

Forget it, I don't want to think about this awful stuff anymore.

They sped all the way to the hospital. As soon as Qin Dahe got out of the passenger seat, Song Yanchuan scooped up Qin Yingxue and ran quickly toward the hospital's emergency room.

Seeing Song Yanchuan's urgency, the doctor quickly conducted a series of examinations on Qin Yingxue, and his expression at the end was somewhat indescribable.

Song Yanchuan's heart sank, and he couldn't help but panic. He asked nervously, "Doctor... what's wrong with my wife?"

The doctor took off his mask and gave Song Yanchuan a deep look: "Young people should be more restrained and not overdo things. Your wife is fine; she'll be alright after a good night's sleep."

Song Yanchuan was stunned for a moment. Under Qin Dahe's clear yet foolish gaze, his face turned pale and then red.

"What's wrong with Yingxue? Even the doctor is speaking in riddles now!" Qin Dahe asked anxiously, tugging at Song Yanchuan's sleeve.

"Yingxue is alright," Song Yanchuan said with some difficulty.

"He's unconscious even though he's alright? Is this doctor incompetent? No, I need to find another doctor..." Qin Dahe said, about to go find someone, but Song Yanchuan stopped him.

Qin Dahe looked at Song Yanchuan with a puzzled expression; "Why are you stopping me? Song Yanchuan, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem so unconcerned and unhurried?"

"Didn't I say Yingxue was alright?" Facing Qin Dahe, Song Yanchuan's brow twitched, and he explained weakly, "Jiang Linlin probably didn't hit her hard enough, and Yingxue is only temporarily unconscious. The doctor said she'll be fine after a nap."

"I see!" Qin Dahe finally understood, then clenched his fists indignantly, "Even if my sister is alright, I won't let Jiang Linlin get away with it. Song Yanchuan, take good care of your sister, I'm going home now."

After Qin Dahe finished speaking, he angrily turned to leave, but Song Yanchuan grabbed him.

“Jiang Linlin has been taken to the police station, you can’t see her.” Song Yanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly. “If you really want to avenge Yingxue, you take care of Yingxue for me first, I’ll go.”

Qin Dahe's eyes lit up as he saw Song Yanchuan grinning from ear to ear: "Remember to include my share too."

"Okay." Song Yanchuan nodded.

Xu Guohua had just taken Jiang Linlin to the interrogation room when Song Yanchuan arrived.

Seeing Song Yanchuan, Xu Guohua wasn't surprised at all, but simply asked with concern, "How is your wife?"

"It's alright. Where's Jiang Linlin?" Song Yanchuan asked directly.

"Follow me." Xu Guohua led Song Yanchuan directly to the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, a room of about 30 square meters, there was only a table and three chairs.

One of the chairs was made entirely of refined iron, and even the handcuffs and leg irons were made of special materials.

Jiang Linlin, who was in a coma, was put in shackles and handcuffs.

Xu Guohua and Song Yanchuan sat down in the only two chairs in the interrogation room and picked up the paper and pen on the table.

Song Yanchuan stood up, grabbed a bucket of water, and poured most of the bucket of water directly onto Jiang Linlin's head with a "splash".

Jiang Linlin, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up and looked around in a panic. The shackles and handcuffs made a crisp clinking sound.

Jiang Linlin seemed not to have reacted yet. Seeing Song Yanchuan standing in front of her, she panicked and said, "Brother Yanchuan, where am I? Let me explain. It wasn't me who harmed Qin Yingxue, it was Qin Xiaocao... Yes, it was her who harmed Qin Yingxue..."

Song Yanchuan stared intently at her, his tone icy and devoid of any warmth: "When I arrived, Qin Yingxue and Qin Xiaocao were both unconscious, only you were awake. Don't tell me their unconsciousness has nothing to do with you."

“Of course it wasn’t me,” Jiang Linlin quickly said. “They did it themselves; it has nothing to do with me.”

"Jiang Linlin, do you even believe what you're saying? Qin Xiaohua and I both saw you trying to lay a hand on Qin Yingxue, and you dare to try to deny it to my face?"

Song Yanchuan knew Jiang Linlin was shameless, but he never expected her to be so brazen as to lie to his face.

This person's skin is thicker than a city wall!

"You're mistaken! I didn't lay a hand on Qin Yingxue!" Jiang Linlin insisted.

"We have both witnesses and physical evidence, Jiang Linlin, your denials are useless," Xu Guohua reminded her from the side.