She reached out somewhat dizzily and squeezed her right ankle, finally feeling a little relieved. "Don't worry, it's not broken."
Although she had done her utmost to release the force at the first opportunity when she leaped from the car, she had still sprained her ankle.
Her light-blue jeans had a huge hole in them, and a large patch of skin had been scraped off her knee, with thin red threads of blood seeping out.
444 let out a sigh of relief. Phew! It's not broken. It's not broken.
One had to know that Su Qiao's tragedy had begun with this car accident, after her leg was broken.
The sudden accident had thrown the bridge into chaos, and quite a few cars behind them had rear-ended one another.
Of course, the most severely damaged was the black Porsche Cayenne following right behind the BMW in the far-right lane.
Lin Shen hurriedly climbed out of the driver's seat and pulled open the rear door, his expression anxious.
"President, are you hurt?"
Who would have thought that, after just surviving an assassination attempt, they would immediately run into a car accident as well?
Lin Shen was still shaken, and he was also filled with guilt.
"I'm sorry. The car ahead suddenly turned right and crashed into the bridge railing, and someone even flew out of the car..."
With his driving skills, he ordinarily would not have hit the car in front.
"It's fine."
The man inside the car wore a black shirt with a subtle pattern. Even after an accident like this, not the slightest trace of panic appeared on his cold, stern face.
He shook his head, pulled off the cufflink from the sleeve that had scraped his arm, and tossed it away. Then he took a long stride out of the car, his legs clad in black casual trousers.
His voice was utterly calm. "Call someone to deal with this."
Lin Shen hurriedly nodded. "Yes, I'll call someone to handle it right away. I'll also have Ah Hong bring the car over."
"Mm."
Qin Mohan pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly and forced down the irritation in his heart as he walked over to the sidewalk.
He had not slept well for days. He had originally planned to close his eyes and rest in the car for a while, but who would have expected an accident to happen?
Not far away, Su Qiao was surrounded by several car owners and felt so miserable that she wanted to kill someone.
She had already drunk quite a lot, and her head was spinning badly.
Now, with all this happening, stars were flashing before her eyes.
The worst part was that her stomach was churning violently. She wanted to throw up, but could not.
Host, I've already called 120 for an ambulance. It'll be here soon. Hold on, and don't pass out!
444 was worried that the other party still had something up their sleeve, so it warily watched its surroundings.
When it scanned a figure beneath a streetlamp in the distance, it was somewhat surprised.
Huh?
Isn't that the man from the elevator—the man it instinctively feared?
After Lin Shen finished making the call, he glanced at the river, which was still bubbling, and was just about to speak to the president when he noticed that Qin Mohan was staring at the young woman slumped on the ground in the distance.
Moreover, he seemed to be watching her rather intently.
Although the young woman's car was entirely responsible for the accident, she was now sitting on the ground, "half-dead." As a grown man, he could hardly bring himself to lose his temper with her.
Seeing that his president seemed very focused, Lin Shen thought for a moment before walking over. "Hey, miss, how are you? Where are you hurt?"
Only when the young woman looked up did Lin Shen realize that she was the drunk young woman who had barged into their elevator not long ago.
Su Qiao had not expected anyone to come over and ask about her. She had naturally sensed the gaze of the man over there earlier, but she was dizzy, nauseated, and miserable, so she had not bothered with him.
Host, your persona, your persona! You can't break character this badly!
She had already broken character terribly when she had just "woken up" in that room earlier.
Because they had only just arrived in this world, 444 had forgotten to remind her, but she absolutely could not act recklessly again now.
For this big shot, 444 was practically exhausting itself with worry, and it increasingly felt just how important it was.
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