“Haha…” Shang Lu looked at Zhu Jin and suddenly laughed. He couldn’t straighten his back and laughed until tears streamed down his face.

"Haha... Zhu Jin, I can actually risk my life for you..." Shang Lu's face was filled with madness, tears flowing freely, "In this life, the first thing I thought of when I saw you was that I never got to say goodbye to you, you left without even giving me a chance to say goodbye... Zhu Jin, there's always been a goodbye missing between us, goodbye, Zhu Jin, goodbye."

Zhu Jin stood up slowly, watching him close his eyes tightly, two lines of tears falling silently.

"Zhu Jin, do you believe it? If I died that day, you would get married and have children like me." Shang Lu looked at Zhu Jin's tears and still smiled, with a crazy look on his face.

"Yes, I believe that I will, in a few years I will marry the person chosen by my father, support each other, and have children with him." Zhu Jin still closed his eyes, "We will respect and love each other for the rest of our lives, and grow old together, just like you and your wife."

"Have children, love and respect each other, grow old together..." Shang Lu repeated and couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, you would, and so would I. Many people in this world would make the same choice." Zhu Jin opened his eyes and looked at Shang Lu steadily. "So, the day I first met you, I said that I had no sadness or joy towards you. No matter what I went through later, I never took my anger out on you, because that was my own choice, and I would be responsible for my own life. It was you who showed up again and again, and did those things again and again, and exhausted all my patience!"

Zhu Jin shifted her gaze from Chonglou to the motionless car. Someone in the car was injured. She should have gone to save them. She should have saved them long ago...

"Hehe... Yes, I know, I know you will..." Shang Lu laughed sarcastically, to himself, "I also know how ridiculous and pathetic I am..."

Zhu Jin didn't reply and walked towards the flying car, but Shang Lu grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute..."

"Let go! Shang Lu, I'm going to save someone." Zhu Jin looked at the hand that was holding his arm and laughed. It was a sad and relieved laugh. "Shang Lu, seeing you feel guilty, watching you say sorry, and then holding back your guilt to disgust me... This experience is really enough! Shang Lu, since you saved my life today and can die for me, then you can be free from the guilt you feel towards me from now on."

"Liberation? Liberation?" Shang Lu laughed wildly again. The thousands of words in his heart suddenly lost all meaning in front of these two words.

"Yes, you are free, and let me go. From now on, I won't have to see the endless guilt in your eyes that makes me sick!" Zhu Jin fiercely shook off Shang Lu's hand, walked towards the flying car step by step, and left the past life that he could never truly let go of step by step.

She had felt sorry for herself countless times. From her past life to this life, she had doubted countless times that she had died for a man like Shang Lu in her past life. But today, she had lost the reason to doubt. Even if Shang Lu was worthless, no matter who he was, he was still someone who could die for her.

Equality exists.

That's enough.

It was enough for her to truly let go.

Ishigami Kashiwa, who was in a brief coma after being hit hard, woke up in severe pain. He heard that the car had automatically called the hospital emergency number. Ishigami Kashiwa, confused, endured the headache and severe pain in his right arm and fell out of the car with difficulty.

"Hiss..." The consequence of falling out of the car was that his right arm, which was already in severe pain, became even more painful after falling heavily to the ground. His originally clear senses also became blurred. Ishigami Bai couldn't help but hiss in pain. Unable to bear the headache, dizziness and tinnitus, he fell to the ground and was unable to move.

He suppressed the dizziness and tried to stay awake and open his eyes to wait for the rescuers. Soon, a person appeared in Ishigami Kashiwa's blurred vision. The person walked towards him quickly. Judging from his body shape and movements, he should be a young man. But whether it was due to dizziness or other reasons, Ishigami Kashiwa saw a staggering old man...

"Patient, are you still awake?" In a few steps, a person approached with a faint strange smell. A voice that seemed to come from a distant direction sounded in his ears. It was not the voice of an old man, but a young one. At the same time, a pair of slightly cool hands covered his wrists.

Ishigami Kashiwa tried hard to concentrate and squinted his eyes to see the person in front of him, but he could only see a blurry outline. Blurred but definitely not like an old man's face.

"Patient, are you still conscious?" The voice came again, and there was a pair of hands where the right arm was in severe pain, "Is your right arm in severe pain?"

"Yes..." Ishigami Bai uttered a word with difficulty. His mind became more and more blurred, but his senses became clearer and clearer. He clearly felt the cool hand groping on his painful exposed right arm. The cool hand and extremely clear perception were emitted in his brain. He seemed to feel goose bumps popping up on his body.

Ishigami Kashiwa was getting anxious. He wanted to open his eyes, but everything was still blurry. Just as Ishigami Kashiwa was getting anxious, he felt his whole body being touched quickly. When he felt goosebumps all over his body, he heard a voice that seemed to come from a distant place again. "...Except for the head injury and the right arm fracture, there are no other injuries...Reset first..."

Before Ishigami Kashiwa could react to what that meant, a pair of slightly cool hands touched his right arm again, and then before he could react, they suddenly exerted force, "Ah..." The pain, several times more painful than before, came with the force, and Ishigami Kashiwa screamed in pain with his whole body tensed up.

Murder! Despicable murder! This was the thought that flashed through Ishigami Kashiwa's mind.

"Okay, fix it first." The murderer was not nervous at all, and felt relieved. Then he felt that the person had left. Ishigami Bai opened his eyes with his last thoughts, and only saw the flying dark green skirt...

Still hazy, but beautiful...

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a moment, Ishigami Kashiwa woke up. The severe pain in his arm had disappeared, and although the feeling of dizziness and nausea remained, his vision was not as blurry.

What caught his eye was not the dark green color that he had thought strangely for a moment, but his son's big eyes.

"Dad, you're awake!" The son he raised was full of energy, but this energy sounded a little painful at this moment.

"Keep your voice down!" Ishigami Bai closed his eyes and taught him a lesson while suppressing his nausea.

"Got it. I'll call the doctor." The voice was a few decibels lower but still extremely energetic.

"Patient Ishigami Kashiwa, how are you feeling?" The attending physician came over quickly with the examination report in his hand.

"Dizziness and nausea." Ishigami Kashiwa frowned and looked at his fixed right hand and answered, "How is my hand?"

"Here is your examination report. Your hand is recovering because you received timely treatment after your injury. The fractured and dislocated bones were reset on site within the optimal recovery time. Your hand is recovering rapidly now." The attending doctor showed him the examination chart. "You are in good health and will heal quickly. You will be back to normal in ten days at the latest."

"As for your dizziness and nausea, it's because you hit your head in the car accident and have a severe concussion. Because there is a blood clot in your brain, the symptoms are still obvious now." The attending doctor showed him the blood clot and said, "The blood clot in your brain is very small. It will slowly dissipate with conservative treatment and medication without surgery, but the speed is a bit slow. If you have surgery, it will dissipate quickly. Patient Ishigami Kashiwa, do you want to choose conservative treatment or surgery?"

"Let's go with conservative treatment." Ishigami Kashiwa thought that his right hand would need time to recover anyway, so he chose conservative treatment. "Doctor, was my arm bone reset before the ambulance arrived?"

"Yes, it was miraculously restored without surgery. I have been waiting for you to wake up, and I want to get your consent to let me record your real-time recovery and your true feelings." The attending doctor's eyes were bright. "Were you still conscious when the bone was restored? Did you feel anything?"

"I... am probably awake." Ishigami Kashiwa suddenly recalled the severe pain he felt before he fell into a coma, "It just hurts a lot." The contrast between the murderer and the rescuer was quite great. He tried hard to accept the strange truth and the extremely painful repositioning treatment.

"Does it hurt? It's probably because there was no anesthesia and external force was used to reset it." The attending doctor listened carefully and looked at the bone image of Ishigami Kashiwa and said, "Tsk tsk, I really want to see how she did it. Your bone was a comminuted dislocated fracture before, and a part of the bone was completely separated. Generally, such fractures must be reset and fixed through surgery. I don't know how she reset it without checking the photos and without surgery..."

"She?" Ishigami Kashiwa repeated doubtfully.

"It's Dr. Zhu Jin. Patient Shi Shangbai, how did you get to know Dr. Zhu Jin? Will she come to the hospital to help you with a follow-up examination?" Shi Shangbai saw the attending doctor's eyes light up and asked anxiously.

"Doctor Zhu Jin? Princess Qian Nan?" Shi Shangbai frowned, "You said that it was Doctor Zhu Jin who helped me get my position back?"

"Yes, it's her. You are her friend, right?" The attending doctor nodded hurriedly.

"No, I don't know her." Ishigami Kashiwa shook his head. "It shouldn't be her who saved me. It was an old lady with a young voice and a dark green skirt."

"...Hehe..." After answering, Ishigami Bai saw the attending doctor's strange expression, and then laughed dryly, "You are really good at joking. Okay, you have a good rest, I won't disturb you."

If you can tolerate him... then you are not a friend. Who are you kidding? He is an old man. He is not blind! The attending doctor walked to the door and could not swallow the anger in his heart. He turned back and said with malice, "By the way, Patient Ishigami Kashiwa, because you have a severe concussion and the blood clot has not been completely eliminated, in addition to sequelae such as dizziness and nausea, you will also have mild consciousness disorders, recent amnesia, memory disorders, slow reaction and other symptoms. If you encounter related situations, please do not panic. The symptoms will gradually disappear."