The car drove forward for a while, Pei Yan suddenly stepped on a sudden brake, and Hua Jin, who was dizzy and sleepy, suddenly opened his eyes: "What's wrong?!"

"There seems to be someone lying in front of him." Pei Yan looked forward with a serious expression. Hua Jin looked along his gaze. There was indeed someone lying less than ten meters away from the car. The other party was lying on the ground, motionless, not knowing what was going on. She turned around and found that Pei Yan was about to get out of the car and look at him. She reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Wait, don't hurry down, I'll call first and call the police first."

Pei Yan was slightly stunned, and then understood why Hua Jin wanted to stop him from getting out of the car: "There is a monitor in the car."

"Even if there is a monitor, you must be more steadily." Hua Jin made the phone call and let go of Pei Yan's sleeves. "Your identity is different from that of ordinary people. As long as you are hyped by someone who is interested in the rich second generation, the entire network will be in a turmoil. Even if you take out the surveillance video, some people will choose to turn a blind eye and listen to it and continue to use this kind of thing to vent their negative emotions."

"I'd better go down. I don't have money or identity anyway..." Before Hua Jin finished speaking, Pei Yan pressed it on the seat. He took off his suit vest and rolled up his sleeves and said, "You are a girl, don't show off to watch such bloody scenes. I'm not a star. No matter how much others say, can it affect my eating and sleeping?"

Pei Yan got out of the car, pulled out the medical box from the trunk full of local specialties, and walked to the person who fainted.

The man lying on the ground had blood on his clothes, and there was no sign of any injury. Pei Yan did not dare to turn him around. He bent down and stretched out his hand to breathe. He was still alive.

Pei Yan turned around and went back to the car to find his suit jacket and covered the injured person.

He turned around and saw Hua Jin getting out of the car with a pale face, and stood up and said to her, "Don't come over."

"Yes." Hua Jin stopped, "Are you okay?"

"I'm still alive." Pei Yan looked down at the medicine box thrown aside, "But there is an injury on his body, so I can't move him." Looking at the blood flowing from the injured person, "Don't come and see, I'm afraid you can't stand it."

Hua Jin held the car door, took a deep breath, looked up and said to Pei Yan: "The hospital has replied to me just now, and they are here immediately." After that, she sat back on the passenger seat, bent down and touched her knees, her palms were cold.

I don’t know how long it took, but she heard the sound of the sirens and the ambulance. After the traffic police and the ambulance arrived, the villagers who heard the news from nearby also came, gathered together and talked a lot.

The traffic police took photos at the scene, confirmed that the traffic accident had nothing to do with Pei Yan and the others, and copied a copy of the road surveillance camera and went back.

"What's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly?" When the traffic police and the ambulance took the injured person away, Pei Yan saw Hua Jin sitting in the car drinking water constantly, and his face was too pale, "Are you sick?"

"Maybe... I've made up, but I haven't put on makeup." Hua Jin put down the drink bottle, "It's already five o'clock in the afternoon. When we rush back to the hotel, it's almost dark, right?"

Pei Yan glanced at her and started the car: "It will take about two hours to go back to the hotel in Jiangjiu City from here. You can sleep for a while."

Hua Jin nodded, closed her eyes and didn't say anything again.

The journey was quiet, Pei Yan adjusted the temperature in the car. When the car drove to the hotel's open-air parking lot, it was already dark. He lowered his head and saw a notebook falling from his seat. He picked it up. He didn't know that there were many small pieces of paper inside and two pieces fell on him.

The words on the paper are very delicate, and the content is the characteristics of embroidery in various places and their unique advantages. He turned his head and looked at the bright red, carefully putting the paper back into his notebook.

"Has it arrived?" Hua Jin opened her eyes in a daze, twisted her neck, which was sore, and lowered her head and found a coat covered with her body, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm afraid you're sick in my car, so I'll take care of you." Pei Yan turned off the air conditioner in the car and turned off the fire. "If you wake up, get out of the car and save some fuel for me."

"Are rich people so stingy?" Hua Jin folded her coat, got up and opened the door and walked down.

"Frugality is a fine tradition of our Chinese nation. No matter how rich you have, you cannot lose this virtue." Pei Yan got out of the car and closed the door, "What's wrong with saving?"

Hua Jin: "..."

It makes sense, but she can't refute it.

When she went to bed at night, she might have woken up several times because the hotel bed was too soft. In a daze, she seemed to return to the crowded train, with a strange smell everywhere. She seemed to have returned to that rainy night, and her whole body was so cold that she could never live again.

The next morning, she opened her eyes and looked at the sunlight outside the window, rubbed her face, and got up from the bed.

The sun is just right in the new day.

When boarding the return plane, Hua Jin did not fly on the same flight as Pei Yan. She sat at the window and sent a thank you on WeChat. Until the plane took off and turned off the phone, the other party did not reply to her message.

Back when she lived, Hua Jin suddenly had inspiration and began to embroider the panda embroidered handkerchief that netizens custom-made in winter.

What the old lady wanted was not the panda handkerchief, but missed her mother's love for her. It is said that old children, old children, and the elderly sometimes have similar hobbies to children. What she should consider is not how to reflect her superb embroidery skills, but to embroider the embroidery products that customers like.

The old lady's mother is not a professional embroiderer, and the pandas she embroidered are not necessarily exquisite, but every needle and thread is full of emotion. She knew that she was about to rush to the front line. When embroidering this handkerchief, she didn't know how much reluctance and blessings she had for her daughter.

She wants her daughter to remember all the beauty and her love, not separation and sorrow.

I calmed down slowly and Hua Jin embroidered several different panda embroidered handkerchiefs at home, some as exquisite as living things, some full of childishness, and some full of joy. Each embroidery picture is different, and the panda's postures are also different, but the flowers are beautiful and easy to use.

This feeling is hard to describe, as if all body and mind are trapped in the world of embroidery. She is no longer her, but a great woman who loves the motherland, daughter, and her family.

After more than half a month, when the last handkerchief was ready, Hua Jin collected the needle.

She let out a long breath, as if she had been exhausted from all her energy and lay lazily on the sofa.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Dongtianbukuro, told the store address, and let him come to pick up the embroidery if he had time. After doing all this, Hua Jin felt that the last bit of strength was also taken away. He lay on the sofa for a long time before clicking on his phone to browse Weibo.

There are all kinds of news on Weibo's homepage. Several well-known bloggers have reposted the same video. When she clicked on it, she realized that this was a Weibo searching for kind people.

The people in the video said that he had a car accident on the side of the sparsely populated roadside. Fortunately, he was discovered by a passerby, called the police and put on his clothes. The video clearly photographed the appearance of his coat, and Hua Jin felt familiar.

At the bottom of the comment section, many people are praising kind people, and some are praising the victims for their kindness, but one of the popular comments is about how expensive this suit is.

Enthusiastic netizen A: Do you know how expensive this jacket is? I can’t afford one for half a year’s salary. I suspect that a kind-hearted person is a celebrity with status and status, so he did good deeds without leaving a name to avoid attracting public opinion.

Below this comment, someone posted a screenshot of the same price for the suit, and some people speculated who the kind-hearted person was. More people are wishing this rich man more and more wealthy and happy life in the future.

Hua Jin stared at the price of the suit, and she had already thought of someone in her mind.

Enthusiastic netizen B: He is rich and kind-hearted. Such a person deserves to enjoy his whole life.

Enthusiastic netizen C: Did the victim have a car accident in Jiangjiu City? My mother told me about this. Half a month ago, she heard someone had a car accident, so she followed her to take a look. My mother said that the person who called the police was a young couple, and the man looked very beautiful, like a movie star. His girlfriend sat in the car and didn't come out, but she looked very beautiful from afar. If the blogger was really the victim of this car accident, I guess the person who saved the person might be a celebrity lover. They were afraid that the relationship would be exposed, so they would do good deeds without leaving their name.

The comments of enthusiastic netizen C have aroused discussions among many netizens, and many people even followed this clue and began to dig out the itineraries of various artists that day in order to find clues.

After reading these messy comments, Hua Jin touched her face happily. It turned out that her appearance had reached the standard of a female star?

"Brother Pei, the master has embroidered the handkerchief and has embroidered a few different pieces. This is too efficient." Yang Shao received the message from the embroiderer and happily sent a big red envelope from the other party. He turned his head to Pei Yan, who was drinking tea, and said, "Thanks to your help this time, the embroiderer embroidered the handkerchief so quickly."

Pei Yan gently shook the teacup and lowered his eyelids and said, "Yes."

Seeing that he was cold in his attitude, Yang Shao didn't care. What is a bit cold in his attitude for a weird man who could drink tea in entertainment venues?

At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in. When Yang Shao saw that it was the two brothers of the Chen family, he quickly turned his head to look at Pei Yan. Seeing that Pei Yan didn't even raise his eyelids, he guessed Pei Yan's attitude, and used his eyes to signal others to greet the two brothers of the Chen family, and continued to speak with Pei Yan.

"Let's go." Pei Yan stood up, not looking at Chen Sen and Chen Jiang who were coming to him, "You guys play slowly."

"Brother Pei, I'll give you a gift." Yang Shao quickly stood up and took an umbrella from the corner. "It's raining outside, I'll give you a gift."

Chen Sen looked at Pei Yan's back and could hardly hold on his smile. Since he was discovered by Pei Yan on the street, Pei Yan has never looked at him again. He wanted to take advantage of the crowds today to accompany Pei Yan, but he didn't know that the other party didn't even give him such face.

Damn, I'm so angry, but he still has to keep smiling.
Chapter completed!