Fu Ran was snuck out of the house by Fu Feifei and rushed to the scene.
Several cars were mangled wrecks.
On the ground, there were splatters of blood everywhere.
The center of the car accident, cordoned off by police tape, was a scene so tragic it was difficult to look at.
In the still-bleeding pool of blood, Wen Tingxue was desperately shielding Lu Youran, her clothes no longer recognizable in color.
Wen Bin, also severely injured, lay not far away, his entire face covered in blood.
His severely twisted left arm was almost ground to a bloody pulp.
Fu Ran stumbled out of his car, his legs feeling like jelly.
He staggered towards Lu Youran.
"Sorry, the scene is temporarily sealed. No unauthorized personnel are allowed."
Two officers blocked his way.
He seemed not to hear, his eyes fixed on the unconscious Lu Youran, his gaze blazing red as he charged forward with brute force.
Song You, having finished a quick treatment of the wounds, heard the commotion.
He came over, knocked Fu Ran unconscious with a palm strike, and carried him to a car.
The ambulance arrived quickly. By the time Xie Jinni and Han Xianyun arrived, only the car that was on the verge of exploding remained at the scene.
Inside the car were Yu Wenli, whose leg was trapped, and the driver.
Police and medical personnel were working to rescue them.
"Where's Xiao Xue?"
Looking at the blood still flowing on the ground, Xie Jinni, pale-faced, grabbed Song You and asked.
Song You replied, "She and her friend have already gone into an ambulance."
Xie Jinni breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second, her phone rang.
The caller was... Wen Bin.
Having not been in contact for some time, Xie Jinni was momentarily lost seeing his name.
She swiped to answer.
It wasn't Wen Bin's voice.
It was a woman's voice.
"Excuse me, is this Ms. Xie Jinni?"
Xie Jinni found it strange and replied, "It is, what's wrong?"
The voice on the other end immediately said, "Hello, I'm a nurse from the Capital City First Hospital. Mr. Wen Bin is currently in the ambulance. He briefly regained consciousness just now and asked me to call you. He hopes you can come to the hospital to see him."
Wen Bin...
Xie Jinni's gaze became unfocused for a few seconds.
Then, she bolted towards the car.
Hospital.
"Have your family members not been contacted yet?" the nurse asked as she came in to dress her wound.
Hao Luoer lay on the hospital bed, her face ashen, the phone by her side having hung up automatically.
The nurse glanced at it and changed her tune, "Signing yourself out is also fine."
Hao Luoer pulled at her lips, her voice exceedingly weak, "Okay."
The nurse felt pity for her and softened her touch as she applied medication.
This afternoon, two out-of-control black cars suddenly appeared in the city center.
They disrupted traffic order and caused a severe chain reaction collision.
Dozens of injured people were sent to the hospital.
Her injuries weren't severe, just visible abrasions on her arms and legs.
But while waiting for treatment, the families of other patients arrived one after another.
She was alone.
When she needed to use the restroom, she could only drag her injured leg and hobble to the bathroom.
More than ten phone calls seemed to have gone unanswered.
After signing, Hao Luoer insisted on being discharged.
On her way to get her medication, she happened to see Chi Zerui coming down from the elevator.
He was still wearing his training uniform, with a simple leather jacket thrown over it.
He looked visibly flustered.
Hao Luoer froze. Hadn't he not answered her calls?
How did he know she was in the hospital?
Without time to think, he strode over, a rare look of urgency on his face.
"I..."
As soon as he spoke.
A gust of wind swept past her.
He hadn't seen her at all.
And he certainly wasn't coming for her.
Hao Luoer stood there for a long time, then suddenly let out a bitter laugh.
What was she being sentimental about?
He wouldn't even answer her calls, so how could he care about her well-being?
"Heh..."
Hao Luoer raised her hand to cover her face.
Instinctively, she crouched down, wanting to hug herself.
But the unhealed wound on her knee told her.
She couldn't even comfort herself.
Tears suddenly gushed out uncontrollably.
The next second, a handkerchief was handed to her.
A familiar voice came from above her.
"Why are you crying every time I see you?"
He was so accustomed to carrying a handkerchief.
Blinking through her tears, she looked up, recognizing the simple outline of his face from memory.
"Can... can I have a hug?"
She asked with red eyes, likely not even seeing his face clearly.
Ding Xi asked her, "Do you know who I am?"
"I know," her voice grew more plaintive, "President Ding."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was enfolded in a warm embrace.
Ding Xi held her tightly, carefully minding the wounds on her arm.
After she had cried herself out on his chest, he asked, "What happened? How did you get so badly injured?"
Hao Luoer wiped her face with the handkerchief, sniffling, "I accidentally rear-ended someone."
Hao Luoer lowered her head, embarrassed.
Emergency Room.
Wen Bin lay on the hospital bed, barely breathing.
His weak gaze was fixed on Xie Jinni, as if trying to engrave her into his soul, so they could meet again in the next life.
"Is there really no way?"
Xie Jinni, uncharacterably flustered, looked at the doctor.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with pleading.
The doctor's meaning was: "His condition is too severe. Even surgery cannot save him."
His internal organs were all ruptured and bleeding, he had multiple impact injuries, his left arm was almost crushed, and he had lost too much blood. It was a miracle he had held on this long.
Even if Hua Tuo were alive, he could not turn the tide.
"On the way to the hospital, he kept calling your name. Please spend more time with him," the doctor said, leaving with the nurses, their expressions helpless.
Xie Jinni didn't actually know how to face him.
She stood there blankly for a few seconds before turning to look at him.
Their eyes met, and Wen Bin forced a smile.
It was a strained, unsightly smile.
His face was so badly injured that his former handsomeness was completely gone.
Xie Jinni's tears suddenly fell.
She wasn't sure why she was crying.
"...Don't... cry..."
He anxiously tried to wipe her tears, but found that both his arms were numb.
No matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
"Don't cry..." he said, giving up the struggle, "When you cry, I don't know what to do..."
Xie Jinni wiped away her tears, sat by his bedside, and asked calmly, "Do you have any unfinished wishes? I'll help you fulfill them."
"Sister Xiaoyi..." he called her, his gaze unable to lock onto her face.
Xie Jinni's eyes flickered, "I'm here."
Hearing her voice, he gave a faint smile.
"I promised you... I'd protect her well... I did it... I kept my word..."
He spoke intermittently, his voice growing weaker.
Xie Jinni had to lean close to his lips to hear.
"Please don't be sad for me... I should have died that year when I was twelve... It was you who let me live these extra years... Dying for you is my willing sacrifice..."
A tear landed on his ear.
He was startled for a moment and asked, "If I had treated you well from the start... would our future have been different?"
His vision had completely disappeared.
His eyes stared blankly at her face.
Xie Jinni couldn't give an answer.
"Never mind..."
After a brief silence, he slowly lowered his eyelids.
Then he slowly raised them again.
As if by instinct, his eyes looked towards her.
The entire process was like a slow-motion movie scene.
"Can you... not forget me..."
This was in response to her earlier question.
Xie Jinni nodded and said, "Okay."
Wen Bin smiled faintly and closed his eyes, murmuring, "It finally doesn't hurt anymore..."
Beep—
A piercing sound echoed through the room.
Xie Jinni mechanically turned her head, staring blankly at the flat line of the electrocardiogram.
She belatedly remembered that he was probably the only person in the world who had treated her like family.
Unfortunately, he was gone now.
She was alone again.
Doctors and nurses rushed in.
Outside the door.
Han Xianyun leaned against the wall, his expression cold, his gaze fixed on Xie Jinni without blinking.
Watching her cry for another man.
An indescribable sense of annoyance welled up inside him.
If the person were alive, he could have made some sarcastic remarks.
But the man had just died.
Anything he said would seem petty.
Among the injured brought in, Lu Youran was the first to come out of surgery.
Fu Ran, like a lost soul, followed the transport bed, barely listening to the doctor.
Song You walked over helplessly, "Tell me, I'll pass it on."
In the corridor.
The transport bed suddenly stopped. Fu Ran, who had been staring intently at Lu Youran, looked up.
His gaze met Fu Yuchuan's.
And the young woman beside Fu Yuchuan.
After a two-second pause.
Fu Ran let go of Lu Youran's hand, letting the nurse take her into the ward first.
Once the transport bed moved away, his face turned completely cold, his eyes chillingly fixed on Fu Yuchuan.
He asked word by word, "Because of her, you gave up on Youran?"
Fu Yuchuan showed a moment of guilt, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry?!" Fu Ran found him utterly absurd.
"What did you promise me then?!" Fu Ran questioned sternly, "You said you would bring her back safely, and what happened?!"
He pointed at the woman beside him in anger, "You only brought her back safely! Fu Yuchuan, you could have prevented this tragedy! You were closest to the scene! But for a stranger who had nothing to do with it, you abandoned three lives!"