Qiao Ziqian jolted awake after a brief moment of unconsciousness, his face smeared with blood, but his mind remained clear. He immediately unbuckled his seatbelt, scrambled out of his car, and rushed to Meng Jingwei's side. He pulled open the mangled car door and unfastened her seatbelt, "Meng Meng, hold on, hold on!"
"Qiao... Qiao Ziqian, I... I can't breathe..."
Meng Jingwei felt her vision cloud over, and Qiao Ziqian's voice echoed hollowly in her mind.
She could sense him, and she could hear him speaking, but she had no idea what he was saying.
The blood-soaked Qiao Ziqian held Meng Jingwei, whose forehead was grazed, "Who can take us to the hospital? Who can take us to the hospital?" He held Meng Jingwei, looking at the surrounding people with helplessness as he shouted.
It was a traffic light intersection. Although there were many vehicles, more people simply stood by, watching indifferently.
Everyone feared that a blood-covered person might die in their car, bringing them bad luck.
Not far away, Tang Wanxing also got out of her car and stood on the roadside observing, like many others. She was clearly a bit nervous, and more so, annoyed.
She didn't understand what Qiao Ziqian was trying to do. He had promised to get rid of Meng Jingwei, so why was he saving her now?
Tang Wanxing's words had become a prophecy; a car accident had indeed happened.
Seeing Qiao Ziqian covered in blood, she worried about him even more, but dared not step forward.
"Oh my god, look, running a red light is so terrible."
"Causing an accident by running a red light, they deserve it."
"Oh, it looks like a female driver."
"Covered in blood, she might be dead."
"Who knows, look at that truck, it's so innocent."
"Who's to say!"
...
Many people were watching the scene, even taking pictures with their phones.
Among the crowd, a young, slightly plump man finally drove his car to a stop in front of Qiao Ziqian. "Brother, get in my car, I'll take you to the hospital."
"Thank you."
Qiao Ziqian opened the car door, placed Meng Jingwei in the back seat of the SUV, and got in. "Please take us to the nearest hospital, I beg you."
"Okay, okay, don't rush, don't rush, I'll take you there now." The slightly plump man said, starting the car and heading towards a nearby hospital.
Qiao Ziqian looked at the now unconscious Meng Jingwei, took out a tiny capsule from his pocket, and put it into her mouth.
"Meng Meng, hold on, you can't die!"
From the moment he began plotting against Meng Jingwei, Qiao Ziqian had thought he wouldn't feel pity for any woman other than Tang Wanxing.
But Meng Jingwei was different.
A woman who was so righteous, heroic, kind, and generous. Ultimately, her words and actions touched his soft spot, making him unable to bear to harm her.
She was not only Meng Jingwei, but also Big Brother's woman, and the mother of two innocent children.
Qiao Ziqian regretted it.
The white SUV sped along, with Tang Wanxing's red sports car following closely behind.
By the time they reached the hospital, the SUV driver had already contacted the hospital, and a stretcher was waiting outside the emergency room.
Tang Wanxing then discovered that both Meng Jingwei and Qiao Ziqian had fallen unconscious. They were dragged out of the SUV, placed on stretchers, and rushed into the operating room.
Her face turned pale with fright. Wearing sunglasses and a mask, she quietly slipped into the hospital, wanting to check the situation.
Unexpectedly, the two were taken into separate operating rooms and did not emerge for two full hours.
In the end, Tang Si, Lu Yanming, and Shen Liannuo were all summoned.
Seeing that they had all arrived at the hospital, Tang Wanxing knew it was not a good place to linger and quietly left.