Lu Ye strode up to Xie Lin with a grim face, gripped his shoulders with both hands, and looked him over from head to toe.
"You're really okay?"
"I'm fine."
Xie Lin's tone was breezy.
"He thought that would kill me? In his dreams!"
Lu Ye said nothing, only let out a long breath.
Then he pulled Xie Lin hard into his arms, holding him tighter and tighter until Xie Lin could barely breathe. He only let go when the police car and ambulance arrived.
The police stepped forward and forced open the driver's door.
A limp body tumbled out, face covered in blood, already unconscious.
"He Jianing? Why is it him?"
Though that face was barely recognizable, Xie Lin still knew him at a glance.
"Wait, why did he want to run me over? Does he hate me that much?"
The police came over to ask what had happened, and Lu Zhenzhen fully cooperated.
There were surveillance cameras outside the Jiang Family's gates. He Jianing had deliberately driven straight at them with the accelerator floored, leaving irrefutable evidence of attempted murder.
They followed the ambulance to the hospital.
Within half an hour, the doors to the Resuscitation Room opened. A doctor came out, removed his mask, and shook his head.
He Jianing's parents rushed forward like mad.
"How is my son?"
"I'm sorry. We did everything we could."
Smack!
He Father slapped the doctor across the face, sending the glasses on his nose flying to the floor.
"Did everything you fucking could, my ass!"
He Mother lunged forward next, clutching the doctor's white coat in a death grip.
"Did Xie Lin bribe you to kill my son? You owe us an explanation for this, or I'll take your hospital to court!"
Holding his face, the doctor bent down to