"Ouch, ouch, you hit me, pay up! Ay, somebody help, help!"
The person looked to be in great pain as they furrowed their brows, sizing up Shen Xian with a glance before turning to look at her car, shouting even louder.
"Where are you hurt? I'll call an ambulance right away and get you to the hospital immediately."
Shen Xian was anxious, she patted her pockets but couldn't find her phone, and after searching the car again, it was still nowhere to be found.
Perhaps in her rush to leave, she hadn't brought her phone with her.
Seeing her return empty-handed, the plump-bodied man shifted slightly and leaned against her car.
"Go to the hospital? Who wants to go to the hospital during the holidays? You compensate me, and I'll get myself checked, my wife and child are waiting for me to come home for the New Year. Oh, the misery of my life—only getting to come home a few days a year. Am I supposed to spend them in the hospital? Wuu wuu wuu..."
