The ambulance honked its sirens all the way, and drivers and pedestrians gave way to it wherever it went. It took only more than half an hour to reach the Armed Police Hospital.
Song Ci was still breathing, and the bleeding had almost stopped, but she was still conscious. Upon arriving at the hospital, she was taken into the operating room by the surgical team that had been waiting at the hospital entrance.
I don’t know where Han Zhan got his ability from, but this operation even alarmed the chief surgeon of the Armed Police Hospital.
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After the operation, Song Ci had to wait in the operating room for observation, and the director left early with his assistant.
Seeing the director coming out of the operating room, Han Zhan stood up and walked in front of him and said to him, "Director Su, thank you for your hard work. How was the operation?"
Director Su finally had time to stare at Han Zhan carefully. "Long time no see, Han Zhan." Director Su looked at Han Zhan with a nostalgic look on his face.
Han Zhan's lips curled up into an indescribable smile. "Yes, long time no see." The last time they met was eight years ago, when Director Su personally amputated Han Zhan's right index and middle fingers.
Director Su knew that those past events were not good memories for Han Zhan, so he didn't mention them.
Knowing that he was concerned about the patient's condition, Director Su informed Han Zhan of Song Ci's condition in detail: "Your wife has two minor fractures in her cervical vertebrae and requires a neck brace. Other than that, her other joints are intact. Broken glass fragments cut her arm, causing multiple injuries and excessive bleeding. She just needs more rest."
"However, due to the violent impact, your loved one has suffered a severe concussion and may feel nauseous when waking up. This is something you need to pay attention to."
Han Zhan listened calmly to the director repeatedly calling him "your lover" without explaining his relationship with Song Ci. After Director Su finished speaking, Han Zhan's tense expression finally relaxed, and he thanked Director Su again.
Director Su waved his hand and strode away.
Seeing Director Su walking away, Han Zhan called Li Li over and asked him, "Where is the doctor from Xinqiao?"
Li Li said, "As you instructed, I'll have Long Yu take him away. When will you go meet him?"
"No rush."
Li Li was a little hungry. Seeing that Song Ci was not coming out for a long time, Li Li went to eat first and then came back to take over from Han Zhan.
More than ten minutes later, Song Ci was finally pushed out of the operating room.
She narrowed her eyes, staring at Han Zhan's tall figure in the backlight. Her lips moved, but she didn't know what she said. Han Zhan bent down and put his ear to Song Ci's lips, and heard Song Ci say, "Don't go."
Han Zhan's expression was slightly serious, and he looked at Song Ci with eyes full of inquiry and suspicion.
Song Ci couldn't recognize the person in front of her at all. She only knew that he couldn't leave her and couldn't leave her alone here. Song Ci was afraid of staying alone in the hospital. She was afraid that without anyone to watch over her, Mu Mian would take the opportunity to take her away.
On the way to the ward, Song Ci held Han Zhan's right hand tightly. Even through a leather glove, Han Zhan could feel how strong Song Ci's grip on him was.
Song Ci regained consciousness gradually and woke up completely. When she opened her eyes, she saw Han Zhan sitting beside her bed, his suit stained with blood.
Song Ci was slightly stunned.
Han Zhan asked her, "Can you let go now?"
Song Ci continued to be in a daze.
Han Zhan raised his right hand, shook the right hand that was held by Song Ci, and said, "You have been holding my hand for more than two hours."
Song Ci subconsciously let go.
Han Zhan's leather gloves were stuck together by Song Ci's pinching. He lowered his head and adjusted the leather gloves, his movements elegant and orderly.
Song Ci felt a little embarrassed after realizing what she had done. But at that moment, the joy of having saved her life far outweighed the embarrassment. She looked at Han Zhan, who was busy adjusting his gloves, with a burning gaze. Her tone was very gentle, with something strange in it: "Have you been here all this time?"
Han Zhan: "Yeah."
"So this trip..."
"Blow up." Han Zhan looked at Song Ci leisurely and said, "Because you were in a car accident, all our trips this time have been cancelled. Miss Song, how are you going to compensate the company for the financial losses?"
Song Ci knew Han Zhan was trying to scare her, but she was always shameless. She said, "If you don't mind, I can only pay with my body."
Han Zhan's expression froze.
Song Ci's answer was beyond his expectations.
Seeing the smile in Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan realized that he had been fooled by Song Ci.
Song Ci felt that seeing Han Zhan's surprised expression was quite fulfilling. She continued to tease Han Zhan: "What should I do? As soon as I woke up and saw Mr. Han, my heart was filled with sweetness."
Han Zhan said nothing and continued to watch her act.
Song Ci pressed her chest and flirted with Han Zhan. If she hadn't been wearing that ridiculous collar, her flirting would have been quite charming. "Mr. Han saved my life. Song Ci has no way to repay you, so I'll just give you my body. I hope Mr. Han won't despise me."
Song Ci decided to seduce this future richest man!
I don’t know what Song Ci said that made Han Zhan laugh, but Han Zhan’s shoulders were shaking with laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Ci couldn't figure out Han Zhan's thoughts and felt a little confused.
Han Zhan stopped laughing and said, "Who was it that said on the day of the interview that there would be no hidden rules?"
It was Song Ci who said that, and he was in the wrong.
Her bright eyes stared straight at Han Zhan, captivating him.
Han Zhan was a little overwhelmed by Song Ci's straightforwardness. He stood up and stepped back, wanting to keep a distance from Song Ci so that he could keep a clear head and not fall into the trap of this little girl.
As soon as he moved his left foot, Han Zhan heard Song Ci say, "Unspoken rules are not acceptable, but open love is still acceptable."
Han Zhan found it strange and stopped what he was doing. He asked Song Ci with amusement, "Are all young girls nowadays so straightforward and bold?"
Song Ci: "How old is Mr. Han?"
“32.”
"Ouch..." Song Ci wanted to tilt her head, but as soon as she had that thought, her neck started to hurt so much that she had to give up.
Song Ci boldly reached out her hand, grasped Han Zhan's right wrist, lowered her head and said seriously, "Brother Han is reserved and introverted, while Song Ci is straightforward and unrestrained. They complement each other perfectly and are a perfect match."
Hearing the word "Brother Han" made Han Zhan's bones go numb.
"Let's talk it over." Han Zhan ruthlessly pulled Song Ci's hand away. "Don't touch me. You're taking advantage of me."
Song Ci's heart skipped a beat.
It's over, the beauty trap doesn't work.
After being politely rejected by Han Zhan, Song Ci looked embarrassed and could not continue the conversation no matter how thick-skinned she was.
The room was quiet for a while. Han Zhan didn't mention leaving, and Song Ci didn't joke with him.
Her gorgeous face looked weak today due to her injury, which gave her a rather pitiful look. Song Ci didn't know what she was thinking, as her eyes flickered, making it hard to see through.
"That truck driver..." Song Ci had just started to say this when Han Zhan interrupted her and told her: "He's dead."
Song Ci's expression was a little confused.
"The driver was taken out of the car and died within a few minutes. Even an ambulance didn't arrive." Han Zhan thought Song Ci was frightened, so her expression was so ugly.
Unable to bear seeing Song Ci frightened, Han Zhan comforted her: "It's okay, you are safe."
Safety?
There was only despair in Song Ci's heart.
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