Zhang Qian's cervical spine was injured and immobilised by a traction device, lying motionless on the hospital bed.
Xiao Xu, wearing a white lab coat, stood in front of the bed, bending over and staring at him.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian opened his eyes suddenly, which gave Xiao Xu quite a scare.
"Tsk, I thought you wouldn't wake up tonight," said Xiao Xu flippantly.
Zhang Qian's mind went blank for a moment. After glancing around at his surroundings, he finally asked, "What happened to me?"
With a lazy drawl, Xiao Xu replied, "Your substitute driver was too nervous and accidentally crashed into an ambulance parked in front. Talk about luck, that ambulance belonged to our hospital, so they just brought you over. When you wake up, you can deal with the aftermath of the accident without worrying about escaping..."
Zhang Qian ignored Xiao Xu's rambling.
The substitute driver hadn't left yet; he was a young man, still in his youth.
