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That night, Che Huan repeatedly dreamt of the frozen image from the day: the taxi driver's head tilted against the steering wheel, his face covered in blood.
She woke up many times throughout the night, drenched in cold sweat layer upon layer!
Wen Nuan didn't fare much better, plagued by nightmares all night.
In her dreams, she was alone at home, restless in her sleep, constantly feeling as if someone was in the kitchen, someone in the bathroom, someone under the bed, people everywhere—so damn lively...
Startled awake from her dreams, she clung tightly to Che Huan and didn't fall asleep again, enduring until daylight, her heart filled with hatred towards Qin Shaojin. If it weren't for his words, she wouldn't have dreamed such horrific scenes!
After breakfast, Che Huan received a phone call from the hospital. Yesterday's CT scan results for her and Wen Nuan had come out.
Both of them still felt apprehensive about riding in a taxi!
