Chapter 168 Car Accident



Chapter 168 Car Accident

"I promised to give you a birthday present, but I haven't been able to. Today is the perfect opportunity."

He paused, his gaze falling on her face, and said earnestly, "The gift is in the car. Come with me to get it, okay?"

"Uncle, really, there's no need. I'm always making you spend money... How can I always accept your things?"

He stared at her, his gaze darkening, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.

"You're in a relationship now," he said in a low voice, "so you're going to cut ties with me?"

The air froze instantly.

She is not an ungrateful person.

From childhood to adulthood, he was her closest elder.

She remembers every bit of warmth he gave her.

But it is precisely because I remember it so deeply that I dare not respond easily.

But now Sheng Tingzhou doesn't like her getting too close to him.

She didn't want to make him unhappy.

Therefore, she must be careful at this moment.

Zhou Yuze noticed her hesitation and said in a low voice, "It's just over there in that car, only five minutes. I won't take up too much of your time."

"I just wanted to say a few words to you, Zhiwei, that's all."

A gust of wind blew from the street corner, lifting the hem of his coat.

He didn't force her; he just waited quietly.

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately went with him.

The cold wind tousled her hair, and it also tousled her heart.

She clutched the hem of her clothes, telling herself it was only five minutes.

But the unease in my heart, like a vine, quietly crept up on me.

As I was crossing the intersection, a car on my right suddenly skidded.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the wet, slippery snow.

The car veered sharply to the side, and the steering wheel went out of control.

The entire car hurtled straight toward her.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The surrounding sounds suddenly faded away, leaving only her rapid heartbeat.

The next second, Zhou Yuze lunged forward and shoved her away.

"Bang!"

A tremendous impact rang out.

The front of the car scraped hard against the back of his suit jacket.

The fabric tore instantly and scattered in the air.

The dull thud of metal colliding with a body is chilling.

His body was thrown into the air and crashed heavily into a snowdrift by the roadside.

Snowflakes scatter, mixed with a blinding red.

The front of the car grazed his suit, and a huge impact rang out.

The out-of-control car finally came to a stop after sliding several meters, its engine emitting a dying hum.

Where Zhou Yuze fell, the snow was no longer white.

Song Zhiwei's mind went blank for a moment, and she turned around and rushed over.

"Zhou Yuze! Zhou Yuze!"

On the snow, bloodstains were slowly spreading, a glaringly red.

"No...don't do this..."

"Uncle! Uncle, wake up!"

She shook his shoulders forcefully.

But his body was cold and heavy.

His eyelids trembled slightly, but he never opened them.

"Say something, don't scare me...please..."

Her voice was already trembling with sobs.

She never imagined that one day she would watch him fall, fall right in front of her.

His eyes were half-closed, blood streaming down his forehead, yet he still forced himself to ask, "Zhiwei... are you... alright?"

He tried to raise his hand, but his arm only moved slightly before falling limply to the ground.

A forced smile appeared on his lips.

But that smile was more heartbreaking than tears.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she shook her head frantically.

"I'm fine! I'll call an ambulance right away!"

Tears rolled down, hitting the snow and quickly turning it red.

Her fingers trembled as she pulled out her phone.

The moment the screen lit up, she almost dropped her phone in the snow.

"120, please come quickly, someone has been hit by a car... The address is at the intersection of Jiefang Road and Zhongshan Street in the west of the city..."

She almost choked up the moment the call connected.

The operator calmly asked her for details, and she tried her best to concentrate on answering.

But his gaze never left Zhou Yuze.

"He's still breathing...he's still breathing, please come quickly, I beg you..."

The driver hurriedly got out of the car and bowed repeatedly.

"I'm sorry! The road was too slippery, and my brakes suddenly failed! I won't run away; I'll take full responsibility!"

The man's face was filled with terror, and he knelt directly on the snow.

His voice trembled, and his face was flushed red from the cold wind.

"I really didn't mean to! This car was only repaired a few days ago, I didn't even know the brakes would fail!"

Song Zhiwei glanced at him, wanting to curse, but the words stuck in her throat.

She knew that scolding wouldn't do any good.

The person has already fallen, and blood has already flowed out.

"Hold on, please hold on..."

The snow is still falling.

In the hospital corridor.

Cool, white light streamed down from the ceiling.

Footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.

The disinfectant smelled pungent, mixed with the cold air brought in from outside.

Zhou Huaiqing and Xie Lingling rushed over as soon as they entered the door.

Upon seeing Song Zhiwei, his voice trembled with anxiety: "Zhiwei, how is your uncle?"

They ran in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to put on their coats properly.

Xie Lingling's scarf was askew to one side.

Sweat beaded on Zhou Huaiqing's forehead, and his face was pale with anxiety.

He grabbed Song Zhiwei's shoulder, his eyes filled with fear.

"What exactly happened? How could there be a car accident? Where is he? What did the doctor say?"

Song Zhiwei pressed her temples with both hands.

"When he was brought in... he had lost a lot of blood, had a laceration on his forehead... his arm may be broken... he is still in the operating room now."

"Why did you get into a car accident when everything was fine?"

Zhou Huaiqing supported his waist with his hands, his face turning pale.

"Didn't you say you were just going to say a few words? How did you end up in a car accident? Where's the driver? Have they been caught?"

Song Zhiwei simply lowered her head, unable to utter a single word.

She lowered her head and recounted everything that had just happened.

Upon hearing this, Xie Lingling's eyes widened instantly, and her face darkened.

"You caused trouble yourself, and now you expect your uncle to take the blame for you? Are you really that clueless, or are you just pretending? Zhou Yuze got hurt protecting you! How can you face him like that? How can you stand here with a clear conscience?"

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiwei lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Outside the window, it was pitch black, like ink spilled on the ground. The heavy night made it hard to breathe. Snowflakes, like tiny ice shards, pelted against the windowpane with a rapid, clattering sound.

The room was eerily quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat and the hum of her blood in her eardrums.

Various terrifying images uncontrollably surfaced in my mind—an empty corridor, a pitch-black wardrobe, a hand silently reaching in from outside the door…

She sat up abruptly, her breath caught in her throat, and her fingertips felt slightly cold.

Reaching out to touch the bedside lamp, I gently pressed the button, and the soft, warm yellow light "snap" on, spilling onto the corner of the blanket and the pillow, like a small, gentle halo.

She stared blankly at the beam of light, her eyelashes trembling slightly. After a long while, she slowly hugged the soft pillow in her arms, and barefoot, she gently got out of bed.

The floor was cold, and the chill crept up her spine. She hugged herself tightly and walked step by step to Sheng Tingzhou's door. She raised her hand and knocked on the door with trembling fingertips.

"Enter."

His deep, slightly hoarse voice came from inside the door, like the tide in the middle of the night, slowly washing over her eardrums.

She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.

Sheng Tingzhou was leaning against the headboard, a thin blanket draped over him, his black hair falling casually over his shoulders. His eyes held a hint of weariness after waking up, yet also a faint smile as he quietly looked at her: "What's wrong?"

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