Coming out of the bathroom and returning to the warm ward, I saw Cui Juan crying by the bed with her phone in hand.

"Today is the 10th day my daughter has been in a coma. Seeing her like this, my heart is bleeding."

Was this old lady's first visit to the hospital to see her daughter just for show?

I took a few steps forward to snatch her phone away.

"Are you even human? Coming to the hospital for the first time in 10 days just to record a video of your daughter?"

Cui Juan's movements were agile, she dodged a few times and put the phone in her pocket: "Do you have the right to interfere? I can film my daughter however I want."

Looking at Nuannuan lying on the bed, I really felt sorry for her. She was exploited when she was alive, and now even in a coma, she was being used as clickbait.

Adding to that, some clues I recently discovered...

"This is my final warning to you. Take down the recording, clarify to the internet users, apologize to me. This is your last chance!"

After all, Cui Juan was Nuannuan's mother, so before I retaliated, I decided to give her one last chance.

Unfortunately, she completely disregarded it.

"Why should I take down the recording? Nuannuan ended up like this because of you, I didn't say anything wrong! Besides, look at you, with that cowardly look..."

Cui Juan pointed at me, wearing a hat and a mask, arrogantly mocking me.

"With your cowardly appearance, worse than a rat in a gutter, you dare threaten me? You should have given me Nuannuan's money earlier, now you just wait to go in!"

She looked arrogant and domineering, as if she completely disregarded the money I and Nuannuan had.

After speaking, Cui Juan didn't stay any longer, she arrogantly left the ward.

My older brother who came to find me happened to hear the last sentence.

"The way she speaks, it's as if the prosecutor's office and the police station are all owned by her, as if she sets the laws."

Saying that, he handed me a file bag, and upon opening it, there were two broken phones inside.

"These were found and replaced by the brothers I asked for help."

At the chaotic scene of the fall, the phones of two people fell along with them, but later disappeared.

The first person I suspected was Cui Juan.

The brothers my brother found were quite reliable, not only did they find the phones, but they also replaced them with similar ones.

While we were trying to recover the content of the phones, Cui Juan was not idle, she posted another video.

In addition to the footage taken in the hospital, she appeared in person, crying and swearing as she made vows.

"I will not give up, I will sue the murderer and treat my daughter. I will persevere! I believe justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent!"

All the comments were supportive, and the top comment ID was from a group called Cui Mama Support Group.

When a friend pretended to inquire, they were pulled into a WeChat group named Cui Mama Support Group 5.

Surprisingly, there were already more than a dozen such groups!

The majority of them were die-hard fans of Cui Juan.

The friend acted as a spy in the group, occasionally sending screenshots of the fans' conversations.

They were all discussing how to use public opinion pressure to get me in trouble.

Other than that, they were sharing QR codes for donations to help Cui Juan treat her daughter.

These people, both kind-hearted and foolish, had no idea that since the incident, Cui Juan hadn't spent a single penny on her poor daughter.

"Stop looking, the more you look, the angrier you get. Let's see what secrets she's hiding."

My older brother, being well-connected, found people to recover some content from Nuannuan's phone.

Double-clicking on the WeChat chat records with Cui Juan, the last two messages were a clear threat and a corresponding video.

Cui Juan: [Whether you reply or not, Liang Qing has your video.]

The moment I clicked on the video, I felt an urge to kill.