A Restless Night

The screech of brakes.

On the highway, the sudden stop of the car carved two black skid marks into the road. When the terrified driver ran out of his vehicle, his face was deathly pale.

Fortunately, he had braked in time, and the cars behind him had also come to a stop. Thus, the highway had avoided a pileup.

Naturally, the drivers who had been forced to stop had plenty of complaints for him.

But the driver clearly had no time to care about being cursed at. He hurried to the front of his car and stared at the man lying in front of it.

Since there was a bus stop right beside them, quite a few people had gathered to watch. Someone had collapsed in front of a car, and the driver looked panicked—it was easy to jump to conclusions.

The driver hurriedly explained, "I—I didn't hit him! He... he suddenly collapsed! I—I didn't! I stopped in time!"

But the man still didn't wake up. Worried, the driver had no time to think about anything else. He quickly helped the man up from the ground and shook him hard several times, but the other man remained completely unresponsive.

This didn't look like a scam, either... The driver gritted his teeth and swiftly pulled out his phone. At this point, all he could do was call the police and an ambulance for help.

The ambulance arrived a little faster than the traffic police. The driver, who appeared to be responsible for the incident, hurriedly explained the situation to the medical staff. After the personnel aboard the ambulance confirmed that the man was truly unconscious, the driver grew even more anxious.

He clearly hadn't hit anyone, yet the man had collapsed. Could he have been frightened...? If the fellow was timid