mood for a party!" Benson shrugged. 。Ming Sihan raised both hands, covering his face, his voice hoarse: "She's gone. From now on, truly, forever... I'll never see her again." 。Pei Xuan'yan listened to...Cold night sank always will child with Mo protect in oneself bosom, just at "Peng" sound rises up that one moment, he quickly covered her two ears, will her face bury into oneself chest.

After a moment, Tong Yimo looked up, her gaze meeting Leng Yechen's deep black eyes. His sword eyebrows were furrowed, and fine beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, as if he was in great pain.

She only felt his hand on her cheek trembling, his palm was full of cold sweat.

"Big brother... big brother... what's wrong with you" Tong Yimo stammered.

Cold Night sank heavily, asking her with a worried tone: "Are you alright Are you hurt anywhere"

Tong Yimo shook her head slightly, and inadvertently discovered that a patch of crimson blood was spreading along the back of his white shirt, staining his entire right sleeve red.

“You’re hurt!” Tong Yimo hurriedly came out of Leng Yechen’s arms and leaned down to check the wounds on his back. She was shocked at the sight.

His back and nape were covered in tiny shards of metal from the motorcycle, densely packed like broken glass on a wall. His white shirt was soaked with blood.

Tong Yimo's nose tingled, tears swirling in her eyes. She frantically looked around, stumbling to find her phone amidst the chaos. With trembling hands, she dialed emergency services while sobbing uncontrollably.

Cold Night sank his brow and slumped to the ground. Tong Yimo knelt before him after making the phone call, watching his pain with wide eyes, yet feeling helpless.

"There, there, don't cry." He reached out and wiped away the tears from her eyes.

Tong Yimo sniffed and choked out, "I feel sorry for you."

"I'm in so much pain right now, and when you cry, my heart aches too." Leng Yechen's face was a little pale.

Tong Yimo immediately stopped her crying and leaned over to support him, letting him lean against her. "Why are you so good to me"

He not only gave her money to spend, but also risked his life to protect her.

How could there be such a foolish man in the world

Because I... love you.

Then, the next two characters, Leng Ye Chen suddenly couldn't say them.

He felt the word "love" was too heavy. He couldn't do whatever he wanted for her anymore, like he used to.

It wasn't because she had forgotten the past, but because he just wanted to carefully protect her in the present.

He was once so domineering towards her, now he is as humble.

After a moment's pause, Tong Yimuo finally heard Leng Yechen weakly continue, "I'm your husband, it's natural for me to be good to you."

"Then you must be the dumbest husband in the world!" Tong Yimo said teasingly with a bitter face.

In the cold night, Chen Na's pale lips twitched slightly.

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor performed a minor surgery on Leng Yeshen, removing the iron sheet from his back and stopping the bleeding.

Tong Yimo heard the doctor say that there were a few pieces of shrapnel embedded in her spine, injuring her tendons and meridians. Her left calf was also slightly fractured and she needed to be hospitalized. Tong Yimo immediately went to handle the hospitalization procedures for Leng Yechen without hesitation, and then busied herself around him, taking care of him attentively.

Later, the police came to question them. Tong Yimo was very cooperative.

The accident was caused by the motorbike driver being drunk, and compounded by an oil leak in the motorbike which caused friction and heat buildup leading to an explosion of the fuel tank.

Compared to the injuries on Leng Yechen's back, the moped driver was worse off. The fragments from his motorcycle hit him in the back of the head and he is still undergoing surgery.

When his wife came to apologize, she would be sobbing uncontrollably.

Cold Night Chen didn't intend to ask that woman for compensation. The woman, however, was full of gratitude, bowing and apologizing repeatedly. She pitifully recounted her family's poor circumstances and the hardships of raising two children, explaining her desperate situation.

Tong Yimo saw Leng Yechen and frowned slightly. She then found an excuse to politely send this talkative woman away from the ward.

At this moment, Leng Ye was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move. He had a cast on his left leg and a stabbing pain in his back. He really wasn't in the mood to listen to a stranger complain to him.

Moreover, he is also a victim.

Tong Yimo returned to the ward, telling Leng Yeshen about the motorcycle driver's experience while drawing on the plaster cast on his left leg with a water-based pen. She casually said, "According to that woman, the doctor said her husband needed cranial surgery, and the surgery cost 300,000 yuan."

“I’m not a philanthropist.” Leng Yeshen frowned, paused for a moment, then added, “After they submit their hardship proof and medical insurance information, and after verification, I will tell the dean to waive half of their surgical fees.”

After finishing her drawing, Tong Yimo closed the lid of her pen and smiled slightly: "Well, Big Brother isn't really a philanthropist, he's just kind-hearted."

Had she not gone through the hospitalization procedures herself, she wouldn't have known that this hospital was under the Cold Group.

"What did you draw on my leg" Leng Ye sank onto the bed, twisting his head to look at his calf. Because his vision was too flat, he couldn't see clearly what she had drawn on his leg.

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