Evening.
District Committee Guest House.
When Dong Xuebin heard what Geng Xinke said over the phone, he froze. "What do you mean she's not going to make it?"
"Secretary Yuehua isn't going to make it?"
The shouting over the phone was loud, drowned out by static.
Geng Xinke said painfully, "My sister's badly hurt. She lost too much blood. She already..."
Dong Xuebin shot to his feet. "What the hell happened?!"
"She was heading home after work when a car came straight at her and hit her!"
Dong Xuebin hurriedly asked, "Which hospital? When did this happen?"
"District Second Hospital. It's been almost an hour since the accident."
"An hour? Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" Dong Xuebin exploded.
"It's complete chaos here. We were rushing to get my sister to the hospital and didn't have time."
Dong Xuebin drew several sharp breaths. "Wait for me! I'll be there right away! Remember, wait for me!"
He threw down the phone, rage instantly flooding Dong Xuebin's chest.
An hour? He had saved up most of his remaining time this month, but it still wasn't enough for sixty minutes.
That would take a full two months.
Dong Xuebin had no way to turn time back an hour, no way to help Yuehua avoid the accident.
All he could do was get to the hospital as fast as possible.
Without even grabbing his bag, he charged out of the guest house, jumped into the City Discipline Inspection Committee's official car, and slammed down on the accelerator.
A life was on the line—Yuehua's life.
Dong Xuebin ignored every red light, driving at terrifying speed.
Who was it?
Retaliation from Zhang Huo and Zhang Biao, that father and son?
Bastards! You're asking to die!
Dong Xuebin refused to believe this was an accident.
That morning,