Emergency rescue

"Lin Xingye! Lin Xingye! Please, you have to be okay!"

Qi Sijing had rarely cried since starting middle school. He had always thought nothing would ever make him sob like a little child again.

He really should never have tempted fate.

Once the violent crashing stopped, everything fell silent, pitch-black around him, and overwhelming terror filled his heart.

He couldn't imagine losing Lin Xingye, yet the loud inner voice in his mind never sounded again.

Not even to curse at him.

In that instant, an enormous strength surged through him. He forced himself out of the car and, ignoring the pain, stumbled into the darkness.

It was too dark there. He could only make out fragments of the car's body, its front wedged between the other two cars.

There was no way he could move a car.

But he refused to believe that.

Dragging his body forward as it trembled with pain, he braced his back against the blue car and pushed with all his strength, trying to wrench the door open.

Countless shards cut his arms. Bracing himself against the black car, he pushed desperately against the blue one. "Aaaah!"

Sharp pain pierced his back, and blood slowly began to seep out. He knew the blue car was covered in broken glass and jagged wreckage too, but he had no time to think about that.

Miraculously, the blue car behind him shifted a little. He forced his body into the gap, squeezing his way toward the front. The pain in his crushed right leg nearly made him pass out.

But all he could think about was the unconscious person in the seat.

He cleared the loose shards from the window and pulled aside the airbag, exposing the unconscious man beneath it.

There was a wound on his forehead, but it didn't look serious.

Qi Sijing hurriedly checked his pulse first.

1001, 1002, 1003, 1004...

Thank goodness. There was a pulse. He was alive.

He let out a deep breath of relief. Even his heart, racing wildly with fear, seemed to settle, easing some of his panic.

Wiping the sweat from his face, he reached in to support him, lifted him with all his strength, and slowly pulled him out through the window.

The cars could still explode. Even though there was no fire, they still needed to get away from the wrecked vehicles as quickly as possible.

As for Hu Kai, he wasn't stupid enough to feel sorry for the man who had caused all this.

He laid Lin Xingye flat on the ground, quickly unbuttoned his collar, and checked his pulse again, still uneasy.

Although he looked badly hurt, in accidents, people who appeared uninjured were often in far worse shape than those whose injuries looked alarming. They might look fine on the outside while their internal organs had already ruptured.

Remembering the terrifying scene from moments ago, he couldn't stop the regret welling up inside him.

If only he hadn't agreed to race that lunatic Hu Kai, Star wouldn't have...

He didn't know why Lin Xingye had known what Hu Kai intended to do. There was probably some special reason, just as there was for their suddenly being able to hear Lin Xingye's thoughts.

Whatever the reason, Lin Xingye had done it to save him.

He tried to wake him. "Lin Xingye! Star! Wake up!"

He didn't know when the medical team would arrive. Drones had been filming today's race, so the people back there must have seen what happened. They should already be on their way.

Apart from pulling him out, he didn't dare move Lin Xingye again, afraid it might worsen an injury somewhere. He could only gently feel over his body, checking for wounds.

When he reached his thigh, his hand suddenly trembled. He carefully peeled back the torn, blood-soaked fabric.

A shard of glass was embedded there.

It wasn't small, and he didn't know how deep it went. Blood kept slowly seeping out. Fortunately, it wasn't spurting, so it probably hadn't pierced an artery.

A wave of belated terror washed over him. He hadn't noticed it while getting him out. If he'd accidentally knocked it against something then, he didn't dare imagine the consequences.

At that thought, his tears fell even harder. He clasped Lin Xingye's hand tightly, repeatedly looking back toward the road. "Why aren't they here yet!"

"Star, please, you have to be okay..."

He lowered his head again and again to kiss his forehead. He had never believed in gods before, but now he only hoped there really was a god in this world who could help him.

He could feel Lin Xingye's body rapidly losing warmth.

When he felt the small cuts on his hand, he finally noticed that Star's left hand was covered in wounds. He didn't know how he'd gotten them. The bandage on his right hand was already soaked red with blood too, leaving its condition unknown.

His injury from a few days ago hadn't even healed. Why had he risked his life for him today?

"Brother Jing, I'm here to save you~"

That young, childish face surfaced before his eyes, overlapping with the handsome face before him now.

He was just as brave and fearless as he had been as a child,

risking his life.

"Aaah..."

He was almost wailing.

The roar of approaching vehicles rang out. Bo Xi was a skilled driver, and he raced up with the ambulance carrying the medical staff following him. Even from far away, he could hear Qi Sijing's broken sobs.

Only when Bo Xi got out did he realize his hands were shaking violently. From a distance, he saw Lin Xingye lying on the ground, pale and utterly still.

He lay there so quietly, looking so docile.

The medical staff rushed past him toward them, while he stood rooted to the spot, unable to move.

"Star?"

He spoke hesitantly, watching Qi Sijing shout over there, "Doctor, doctor, save him! Save him first!"

The medical staff quickly lifted him onto a stretcher, shouting, "He's still breathing! Hurry!"

Warmth instantly returned to his body. He followed the medical staff, taking hold of Lin Xingye's stretcher and getting into the ambulance with them.

After hearing those words from the medical staff, Qi Sijing seemed finally unable to hold on any longer. He collapsed backward.

Behind them, several people hauled Hu Kai out and loaded him into the second ambulance. Bo Xi glared at him with bloodshot eyes. "Well done. You'd better pray you don't survive today."

"Otherwise, you'll never have another good day."

An Shi had originally worked at City A People's Hospital, but there were still many family matters that required his presence. After sticking it out there for several years, he had finally moved to a private hospital that partnered with his family.

Most of its patients came from their social circle. There weren't many surgeries on ordinary days, and some people felt awkward asking them for treatment, so he had more time for his research.

He'd heard there was a car race today and that a group from surgery had been brought along. He wondered whether they would be busy tonight.

He didn't see patients in the emergency department, and they didn't call him for routine surgeries. He had planned to eat after work, only for all those things to happen.

He had brought Cheng Yu back for an examination. After Cheng Yu left, he simply stayed to work overtime on his research.

Then a call from the emergency department summoned him downstairs. There had been an accident at the race, and they had been told three patients were coming. They didn't have enough emergency physicians.

While waiting at the entrance, he was still wondering: hadn't they said there were only two racers today? Why were there three patients?

Then the ambulance doors opened, and his eyes met Bo Xi's.

There was no denying that his heart immediately began pounding.

Bo Xi's eyes were bloodshot, his anxiety impossible to hide. An Shi could count on one hand the people in this world who could put that expression on his face.

He had a bad feeling.

When he saw the person being carried out, that feeling was confirmed.

"Star?" An Shi's composed expression finally shattered. Seeing Qi Sijing beside him, also unconscious, wearing a racing suit with tears covering his face, An Shi instantly clenched his fists.

The person who had been perfectly fine, laughing and playing beside him at dinner, was now lying pale on an emergency stretcher.

He pushed Lin Xingye's stretcher inside. "Get the operating room team ready immediately!"

Bo Xi stayed close beside him, still gripping Lin Xingye's hand. "An Shi..."

"Don't waste your breath. I know!" An Shi's brows were tightly furrowed, his agitation plain on his face. "Tell Qi Sijing that when he wakes up, I'm going to beat the hell out of him!"

Beep-

The connected heart monitor suddenly let out a piercing alarm. The nurse shouted anxiously, "Cardiac arrest!" An Shi shoved Bo Xi aside and quickly climbed onto the stretcher to begin CPR.

"Hurry!"

All three were wheeled into the emergency operating rooms.

But the heart monitor's piercing alarm kept echoing in Bo Xi's ears, refusing to fade.