Chapter 80: You're quite lenient

Mu Nanxi called the police, turned on the car's hazard lights, placed the emergency triangle reflector 150 meters away from the accident, and went forward to investigate the situation.

The truck driver had already disappeared, and the taxi driver was not seriously injured, but I don’t know if it was because he was scared, but his face turned pale as he sat in the driver’s seat.

There seemed to be someone behind, who slowly came out from the passenger seat, covering his head.

"Are you okay?" Mu Nanxi looked at the young man who was covering his bleeding head with one hand hanging down and the other. He must have been hit by something when he braked suddenly.

The young man glanced at Mu Nanxi, his confused eyes regained focus, and he opened his mouth: "Take me to the hospital... I'll give you money."

Mu Nanxi nodded: "Get in the car quickly!"

In this way, we took the injured all the way to Nancheng Hospital.

The blood kept flowing and might have stained Mu Nanxi's car, but she couldn't care about that now.

After a thorough examination, it was found that he had a mild concussion and a fractured left hand. He was given a cast and the bandages were changed. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

It’s not that Mu Nanxi didn’t want to meddle in other people’s business, it was because he said it was his first day in Nancheng and his family was not at home.

"Where is your hotel?" Mu Nanxi asked after they had finished cutting it together.

Wei Xiangzhe said, "Just the Musli Hotel. Thank you for today. Can I have your contact information? I've made your car dirty and you've been busy all night. How about I treat you as the first friend I made since I came to South City?"

Mu Nanxi was not stingy. She gave him her WeChat account, added him as a friend, and sent him to the hotel. The rest was up to him.

On the way back, Mu Nanxi looked at Zhang Shu apologetically: "I'll allow you to rest tomorrow. It's too late, and I'm afraid you'll get up too early."

Zhang Shu actually doesn’t care about these things, but he is just too excited to be in close contact with his idol these days.

After such a farewell, she felt an unprecedented sense of loss, and even felt a sense of indescribable disappointment for a while.

"Let me drive." Zhang Shu sat in the driver's seat, and the two drove back to Shanhai Manor.

Wei Xiangzhe couldn't sleep because of the pain. Then his cell phone rang. It was his mother.

Wei Xiangzhe looked at the phone and thought about it again and again, but he didn't want to answer it. At this moment, he suddenly felt exiled.

I didn't know who to turn to when I was injured. I was all alone on an isolated island, with no one to rely on.

No one here knows the Four Young Masters of North City, and no one cares about me.

Apparently he was too tired and fell asleep in a daze.

After getting off the car, Zhang Shu looked at the bright lights next door, then looked down at his watch and saw that it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

"He hasn't slept yet? This is a typical creature of the night. How much electricity is wasted by being so bright?" Zhang Shu couldn't help but complain as he opened the door.

Mu Nanxi almost laughed to death. No one knew that the guy was afraid of evil.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, her cell phone rang. Mu Nanxi looked at the screen in surprise. It was Jiang Shangqing.

I picked up the phone and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you still awake?"

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Jiang Shangqing said: "Come up to the balcony."

Mu Nanxi pushed open the balcony and saw this ancestor standing not far from her wrapped in a quilt.

Mu Nanxi almost rolled her eyes: "What are you doing if you're not sleeping? Performance art?"

Jiang Shangqing covered his stomach and said, "I couldn't sleep because my stomach was upset. I saw that your car had just returned, so I called you."

"Why are you back so late? It's so unsafe to drive at night." Jiang Shangqing frowned. The Mu family was really something. They didn't even bother to find a driver for them at such a late hour.

"Pfft, you're being nosy. Is your stomach still not healed?"

(End of this chapter)