Fortunately, at this time, he could still remember what Shuyang once said to him. If you think of anything else about dreams, you must tell me.

Rong Yu subconsciously pressed the special dial button.

"Beep..." There was a long beep, accompanied by the screams of passers-by and the sound of turbulent cars. Severe pain came from his forehead, and he fell into a coma.

Shuyang was sleeping soundly when she was woken up by a sudden phone call in the middle of the night.

She touched the bedside irritably, took her cell phone, and connected it without looking, "Who?"

The other party's businesslike tone made Shuyang wake up instantly. She jumped up from the bed and said in disbelief with her eyes that were shining brightly in the dark: "Where are you now? I'll be there right away."

After saying that, she held her mobile phone between her neck and hurriedly put on her clothes while writing down the address with a "hmm".

When she rushed to the central hospital, Shuyang was still a little confused. She calmed herself down first, took a few deep breaths, and then walked towards the police officer at the door of the ward.

"Comrades, I'm sorry that I'm late. I am Shuyang."

The female police officer was the first to speak: "Hello, Ms. Shu, we received a call that there was a car accident at an intersection in the western suburbs. When we rushed over, we found that the gentleman lying on the ground seemed to be trying to call you before he fainted."

The male police officer answered, "We don't know the relationship between you and the gentleman inside. If it's convenient for us to tell you, who are you?"

Shuyang turned his head and glanced at the man lying on the ward who had not yet woken up, "I am his friend."

The female police officer nodded, "Okay, Ms. Shu, don't worry, your friend is fine for now. The doctor's diagnosis is that there is only skin trauma on the head."

Shuyang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but she didn't see anything on the surface.

After signing and thanking the two police officers, Shuyang began to worry again.

She lives with Rong Yin now, so the fact of Rong Yu's car accident will definitely not be hidden from her.

In this case, she might as well strike first.

Thinking of this, Shuyang made a call.

Rong Yin must have been woken up as well, her voice still had a soft and waxy milky voice, and the hearts of those who heard it almost melted, "Sister Shu, you are looking for me."

Shuyang cleared her throat and briefly explained the matter.

Sure enough, Rong Yin on the phone was crying and wanted to come to the hospital to find her brother.

Shuyang finally calmed her down and told her to rest first and come back to the hospital tomorrow. She would be taken care of by herself tonight.

After hanging up the phone, Shuyang felt no sleepiness at all, but was very tired physically and mentally.

From being panicked at the beginning to being upset and angry now, I didn't regret giving her the medicine anyway.

Shuyang resignedly opened the door to the ward and went in to see how the person on the bed was injured.

The sleepy Rong Yu was lying quietly on the bed, and the warm yellow light shone on his slightly pale face, adding a sense of vulnerability to him who was usually not close to others.

Shuyang sat on the bench, propped up her chin, and stared at his face, which had no flaw from any angle, for a long time, until she yawned.

The sleepiness came again.

Regardless of whether the posture was comfortable or not, Shuyang simply buried her head and fell asleep on the bed.

Late at night fell, everything was silent.

Shuyang opened her eyes in a daze and saw Rong Yu sweating profusely as if he was having a nightmare, muttering to himself: "I saw it, Mom, help..."

Shuyang stood up and stretched out her hand to test his temperature. He felt a little feverish.

She went out to get a basin of cold water, soaked the towel in it, wrung it out, carefully avoided the wound, and wiped the sweat off his head.

After going back and forth three times, she put a clean towel on his forehead and continued to guard him.

Rong Yu felt the warmth in the biting cold. He slowly relaxed his brows and the nightmare disappeared.

The next day, he felt a dull pain in his forehead, and his bones felt as if they were falling apart.

When he woke up, he still smelled of alcohol, which made Rong Yu's mood suddenly turn into a thunderstorm.

After looking around, Rong Yu knew that he was in the hospital and began to think about what happened last night.

It seemed that he was thinking about something when he passed the traffic light, dodged the car, and was hit by an electric car?

There was a sound of footsteps approaching the door of the ward, and he immediately closed his eyes.

The familiar smell slowly approached, the footsteps came to his bedside, and then there was a dull sound on the bedside table.

He opened his eyes slightly, just a crack, and saw Shuyang placing the thermos bucket on the bedside table.

Just as the figure was about to turn around, he immediately closed his eyes again.

"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up." Shuyang's cold voice suddenly appeared.

Rong Yu opened his eyes angrily, "You know I'm awake?"

Shuyang opened the thermos bucket and poured a bowl of soup for him, "You were having nightmares when you were unconscious."

Even the content of the dream had not changed. It was still the same road. He still called Rong's mother hesitantly in his sleep, but his tone was full of despair.

In the empty world, he could see the cars crashing into him over and over again, stretching out his hands but nothing could stop him. Dreaming about it was already extremely despairing, let alone seeing it with his own eyes, but he couldn't change a single bit.

The red bloodshot eyes in Rong Yu's eyes spoke volumes. He looked down at the bowl in his hand, "I know what I dreamed about."

Shuyang nodded, "It's good that you know. The doctor said your injury is not serious. You just need to rest for two or three days and you will be fine."

Rong Yu looked at her inquiringly, "Are you concerned about me?"

"Mr. Rong, have you forgotten that you are my patient and I am your psychiatrist, that's all."

Rong Yu's eyes were full of disappointment, but he had to watch her leave the ward.

There was a bed board in a slightly dimly lit room. The woman was sitting on it with an expressionless face, looking at the green plants outside the window without blinking.

Near noon, the policewoman came over, opened the door of the detention room, and announced in a formal manner, "Ms. Wen, you can leave."

The woman who heard the voice was stunned for a while before turning back, her eyes flickering slightly.

After leaving the police station, Wen Zhan was wearing thin clothes, squinting and looking up at the dazzling sunshine.

Then, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath of fresh air, and the corners of her lips tilted up slightly, outlining a strange smile.

Although Mr. Wen said he would no longer care about her, he still asked the driver to pick her up here.

After all, she is the eldest lady of the Wen family, so she cannot lose her identity even if she loses anything.

"Miss, you are suffering." The driver, Uncle Lin, is also an old man in the Wen family. Naturally, he feels sorry for Wen Zhan, whom he has watched since childhood.

Wen Zhan's face was turned upward. She was originally dignified and elegant, but she became more delicate and delicate, which made people feel pity for her.

She shook her head and smiled faintly, "Uncle Lin, before going home, would you like to go somewhere else?"
Chapter completed!