A tall man in black opened the car door and seemed to whisper something to the person in the back seat.

"Master, the person has been found."

The man in the back seat had a deep and powerful voice, a voice Su Yinyin had heard somewhere before.

"Well, take him to a nursing home, and don't let Xiao Xu know for the time being."

"Yes, and there are those people chasing us from behind the mountain..."

"Just keep your hands and feet clean."

The man in black nodded, walked up to Su Yinyin and lifted her up. Not long after this car drove away, another car drove over. Su Yinyin felt herself being carried up, and then she didn't remember anything.

When I woke up again, I saw a snow-white ceiling.

The scent of disinfectant rushed into her nose. She moved her fingers, turned her head, and saw a half-filled IV bottle hanging on the wall.

It seems that she is not dead yet... She struggled to sit up, and a lady dressed like a nurse pushed the door open and happened to see this scene.

She ran over quickly: "Miss Su, I'll do it."

It seems that she knows me, and indeed, my rescue was not a coincidence.

She rocked Su Yinyin's bed and smiled at her: "Okay."

Without a cell phone, she couldn't receive messages or see the time, so Su Yinyin had to ask her for help: "How many days have I been unconscious?"

"Miss Su, you recovered very quickly. You woke up after sleeping for less than a day."

"One day..." She rubbed her head, then suddenly remembered something and grabbed the nurse who was about to leave: "Oh, by the way, on the day I was unconscious, did anything major happen, the kind that caused casualties to famous people?"

The nurse thought for a moment and said, "Now that you mention it, it seems to be true, but it's not as serious as you say. There was a rear-end collision on Donghua Road the day before yesterday, and several people in the car that was hit suffered minor injuries."