Su Er held her forehead, trying to suppress the dizziness, and sat up to ask the people around her, "Lili, Uncle Chen, are you alright?"

Fang Li and Lao Chen did not sit on the side with Su Er. Although the shaking was more violent at the time, fortunately no one was hurt.

Fang Li recovered from her shock, checked on Lao Chen to make sure he was alright, and then turned to look at her.

The blinding lights outside the window momentarily blurred her vision. Fang Li shook her head before she could see Su Er clearly. "We didn't..."

Fang Li suddenly stopped, her pupils dilated in an instant, and she pointed to a spot on her forehead, exclaiming in surprise, "Sister Er'er, you're bleeding!"

Su Er followed the direction of her finger and touched it. The touch of her fingertips was wet and sticky. In the darkness, the blood was blurred into a dark color, and only when the car lights outside flashed did it reveal a moment of bright red.

Su Er didn't know whether to be thankful or not. At least nothing serious happened, and at least it was nighttime, so it didn't look so scary.

Several people, completely covered up, got out of the vehicle that had just collided with them. Each of them was holding a mobile phone or camera, with the lens pointed at the inside of the car and the flashes going off frequently.

The pain only belatedly surged up at this moment. Su Er endured the excruciating pain and quickly covered her face with a scarf. Her voice trembled uncontrollably. "Uncle Chen, write down their car model and license plate number. Call the police and dial 120. Lili, go and contact Sister Qin."

"Oh..." Fang Li was terrified, but gradually calmed down under Su Er's calm and powerful voice, and did as Su Er said with trembling hands.

When Lin Shuqin received Fang Li's call, she was still on the high-speed train. Despite her worries, she quickly calmed down and, while talking to Fang Li, she also quickly contacted the company to arrange for a lawyer to handle the situation on-site.

Su Er was surrounded by police and medical staff and lifted into an ambulance.

Even those girls who were being held by the police were trying to take the opportunity to snap photos of her.

Su Er had no time to think about whether these people were anti-fans or sasaengs. The dizziness, nausea, and pain in her neck and forehead robbed her of most of her senses.

The bloodstains on the scarf looked gruesome, but she was still conscious. After a series of examinations, the doctor diagnosed her with a moderate concussion and a moderate whiplash injury. She not only had to wear a neck brace, but also had to be hospitalized for observation for two days.

Fang Li and Uncle Chen also underwent a full check-up, and fortunately, they were both fine.

"Alright, if the doctor confirms there's nothing wrong, go back and get some rest. Don't linger here." It was already late at night. Su Er was lying in the hospital bed, wearing a neck brace and unable to move freely. She could only turn her eyes to look at Fang Li.

The little girl naturally refused, saying she wanted to stay with her so she could at least lend a hand when she went to the toilet.

"Sister Er'er, there's a bed here, just like at home." Fang Li said, lifting the covers and lying down on the bed. "If you need water or to go to the bathroom, you have to call me. I'm going to sleep now."

VIP wards are a bit more expensive, but you get what you pay for, and the facilities are just as good as those in a hotel.

Since things had come to this point, Su Er really couldn't do anything about it, so he could only tell her to cover herself with the blanket and not catch a cold.

The nurse came in again and did some basic checks on her. "Press the call button if you feel any discomfort."

Okay, thank you.

The door closed, and Su Er stared at the ceiling, still feeling dizzy, but for the first time in days, she clearly felt sleepy.

Before her eyes closed completely, Su Er thought despondently, "This is for the best. Could it be considered a blessing in disguise?"

...

Jiang Siyan has not been in Beicheng for the past two days. There is a week-long summit in Jiangcheng that requires his full participation.

Since they were in Jiangcheng, Jiang Siyan didn't stay in a hotel, but planned to stay with the old lady for a week.

It was breakfast time when the old lady complained, "You're a young person, why are you so rigid?"

"Whose 88-year-old lady drinks iced orange juice so early in the morning? Is this how you behave, with no one around to supervise you?" Jiang Siyan showed no mercy, and as he spoke, he had all the raw and cold food on the table removed.

Yu Landong argued vehemently, "Whether you live longer or I live longer, the most important thing is that I enjoy my food."

The old lady has become more and more like a child these past few years, spouting nonsense at will. Jiang Siyan pretends not to hear her and lets her talk, but his hands don't stop moving as he scoops a bowl of hot rice soup and places it in front of her.

Yu Landong was quite angry and muttered about her grandson, "He's not that old, but he's so old-fashioned. He always has that long face. No wonder no young girl likes him."

Jiang Siyan sighed helplessly, "Don't try to provoke me like that, I won't fall for it."

The old lady pursed her lips. "You can stay single then, I don't care about you."

Before she had even taken a few sips of her porridge, He Wen walked in from outside carrying his briefcase. His usually steady steps were more hurried than usual. "Madam, sir."

This was a well-behaved young man who had gotten married early. Yu Landong liked him and asked him with a kind smile, "Xiao He, have you had breakfast yet? Come, come, have some with me."

"I've already eaten."

The old lady warmly advised, "You can eat some more after you've eaten."

He Wen looked somewhat troubled, after all, the matter he needed to report was extremely urgent.

Although Jiang Siyan had said that Su Er's affairs no longer needed to be reported to him, He Wen was cautious and, based on his previous experience, knew that he would definitely have to inform him about this matter.

"I can't eat with you anymore, I have things to do today." Jiang Siyan glanced at him, understood, wiped his mouth and got up. Before leaving, he reminded the aunt, "The orange juice will be served to the old lady when it's at the right temperature."

Yu Landong impatiently told someone to close the door, "If you're busy, hurry up, stop nagging all day."

Once outside, Jiang Siyan pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "What is it? Speak."

He Wen immediately replied, "Miss Su was in a car accident."

Jiang Siyan's hand holding the cigarette suddenly paused. He dropped his lazy expression, and his voice became much sharper, "What?"

"The incident happened close to midnight yesterday. The diagnosis is moderate concussion and moderate whiplash injury. She needs to be hospitalized for observation for two days." He Wen gave him a concise report of the information he had compiled. "This is a report from Attorney Chen's side. It's from Ms. Su's obsessive fan. In order to take pictures, there is a possibility that there was a deliberate act of aggression. The public relations media has also released a statement."

Jiang Siyan stubbed out his cigarette, got into the car, and took the tablet to look at a few blurry photos of the scene.

One side of the car was already deformed from the impact. Jiang Siyan immediately saw that slender wrist that he was very familiar with, hanging by the stretcher bed, covered in blood.

My heart felt like it had been suddenly clenched by a blood-stained hand; for a moment, I felt like I couldn't breathe...