Xiong Jian called Song Ci. The call went through, but no one answered. Just when Xiong Jian was about to hang up, Song Ci answered the call again.

"Song Ci, it's time for us to leave. You're late. You're late for the internship, so you can't do this job anymore." Xiong Jian's tone was very serious, and he was not joking.

The line was extremely noisy. After a while, a rough male voice reached Xiong Jian's ears: "Hello, are you a friend of the owner of this phone?"

Xiong Jian frowned.

Realizing something was wrong, Xiong Jian stood up from the driver's seat and walked towards the cockpit while talking on the phone: "I'm Song Ci's colleague. Hello, where is Miss Song?"

The man said, "There was a car accident and your colleague was seriously injured. We've called an ambulance, but it hasn't arrived yet."

"Where?"

"On Wangjiang Road, near the intersection of Tianjia Village."

"I see."

Xiong Jian hung up the phone and looked up to find Li Li and Han Zhan looking up at him. "What's wrong?" Han Zhan stared at the empty seat behind Xiong Jian and said, "Song Ci hasn't arrived yet?"

Xiong Jian frowned and said, "Song Ci was in a car accident. It's very serious. The ambulance hasn't arrived yet."

Han Zhan's expression changed slightly.

Li Li asked anxiously, "Where is it?"

"Near the intersection of Tianjia Village."

Han Zhan suddenly stood up and said, "Today's trip is cancelled." After that, Han Zhan took a step and walked towards the exit. Li Li hurriedly followed him.

--

The scene of the car accident was in chaos.

Song Ci was pulled out of the car and placed in the shade of a tree. The weather was so hot that the ground was scorching, so a kind person put a piece of clothing under her.

Song Ci was seriously injured, with blood all over his head and face, and several pieces of broken glass stuck in his arms.

Song Ci groaned in pain, an unconscious groan of pain.

After regaining some consciousness, Song Ci slowly opened her eyes and could see the sunlight sneaking in through the gaps between the leaves. Blood wet her eyelashes, and the sunlight seemed to be blood red to her.

Song Ci's eyes darted around, and she saw the truck driver lying not far from her. He was barely breathing, spitting blood. His legs were broken, and Song Ci could see the white bones beneath the flesh and blood.

Song Ci suddenly felt fear.

Is she going to die?

The ambulance finally arrived, and the medical staff carried a stretcher to the tree. They had just put Song Ci on the stretcher when Li Li and others arrived.

Several people hurried to the ambulance, and Li Li helped the medical staff to lift Song Ci onto the stretcher.

When Han Zhan saw that Song Ci was still alive, the gloomy expression on his face finally melted a little.

Seeing the words on the ambulance, Han Zhan suddenly said, "Traffic accidents near Tianjia Village should be handled by the Third People's Hospital." Han Zhan's sharp eyes scanned the masked doctor and asked, "Why did your Xinqiao Hospital come here?"

The doctor and nurse were busy putting Song Ci into the car. Hearing this, he didn't explain, but just said, "The patient is in critical condition, send him to the hospital first!"

At this moment, a burst of power suddenly erupted from the woman on the stretcher. Song Ci suddenly raised her right arm and tightly grasped Han Zhan's left wrist.

Han Zhan was stunned.

Song Ci's consciousness was confused. At this moment, she couldn't think at all and didn't know what she was doing.

Xinqiao Hospital...

In her previous life, she was sent to Xinqiao Hospital after a car accident!

Song Ci's lips moved as if she was saying something. Han Zhan couldn't hear clearly, so he bent down and put his ear to Song Ci's mouth. He heard Song Ci say, "Take me away..."

"Han Zhan."

That was the first time Han Zhan heard Song Ci call her name. The voice was soft, but full of meaning.

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci deeply, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

Li Li heard Han Zhan asking the person on the other end of the phone to arrange for an emergency operating room. After hanging up, Han Zhan said to the masked doctor, "The patient needs to come with me to the Armed Police Hospital now."

The doctor subconsciously refused: "No! The patient is seriously injured and can't be delayed! Who are you to her? You can't make the decision for her."

Han Zhan pushed the stretcher into the car, saying, "She's my wife," and got into the ambulance. He also took the doctor with him as he got in.

Although Han Zhan was tall, he did not look strong. He was easily picked up by Han Zhan and thrown into the car. The doctor was still a little dazed.

Li Li also reacted quickly and got into the ambulance.

Xiong Jian drove the driver away, and he and Song Shiqing were responsible for driving the ambulance, escorting Song Ci all the way to the Armed Police Hospital.

The ambulance drove away so arrogantly, leaving a group of medical staff looking at each other in bewilderment.

In all their years of medical practice, this was the first time they had encountered such a situation. They drove an ambulance to save a patient, but not only did they fail to save the patient, but the doctor and the ambulance were also taken away...

--

After getting in the car, Han Zhan hurriedly put an oxygen mask on Song Ci, then looked up and stared at the doctor with cold eyes. His expression was unfathomable, and he only said, "Xinqiao's hands are too long."

The doctor didn't dare to look Han Zhan in the eye.

He lowered his head and tried to defend himself: "You robbed the ambulance, you are committing a crime."

Han Zhan sneered, "Aren't you committing a crime?" He glanced at the expensive watch on the doctor's wrist and said, "Taking money and doing things for others, such a doctor... Ha!"

The doctor felt a chill on his scalp and dared not say a word.

"She can't die. If she dies, you can't live either." Han Zhan didn't know who Song Ci had offended, but he could tell there was something fishy about this doctor in Xinqiao. Song Ci's refusal to go to Xinqiao must have been due to insider information.

Han Zhan glanced at Song Ci.

Whose way was she standing in?

Li Li watched Han Zhan's display of power in silence, feeling that Mr. Han's aura at this moment was simply two meters and eighty, so handsome! The doctor didn't dare to anger Han Zhan, so he had to kneel beside the stretcher to stop Song Ci's bleeding.

Li Li looked at Song Ci, then at Han Zhan, Han Zhan's previous words "She is my wife" still echoing in his mind.

It’s confirmed!

He said that Mr. Han treated Miss Song differently.

Mr. Han, the old ox, finally stretched out his claws towards the tender grass of Song porcelain.

The atmosphere in the ambulance was tense. Song Ci was covered in blood, and Li Li felt uneasy. He wanted to liven up the atmosphere and teased Han Zhan, "I've known you for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen you so arrogant."

Han Zhan said nothing.

Li Li added, "You're stealing cars and people, and suddenly you're acting like a domineering CEO. I'm not used to that."

Han Zhan: "Be quiet."

Li Li glanced at Song Ci who was covered in blood, and said, "Don't you think it's creepy because it's too quiet?" Song Ci was lying there covered in blood, as if he was dead. The car was really quiet, which really made people feel uneasy.

Han Zhan placed his hand on Song Ci's chest and noticed that her heartbeat was not very strong. He felt a little panicked and glanced at the doctor who was trying to stop the bleeding. Han Zhan said to Li Li, "Say something."

Li Li asked: "What?"

Han Zhan: "Performing crosstalk is also fine."

Li Li smiled and said, "Okay." Li Li performed Deyun Club crosstalk all the way. The lyrics of the crosstalk were very well written, but the more Han Zhan listened, the colder his expression became.