A fashion queen

There was a shocking pool of blood flowing on the ground, the red color was creepy, and Xiao He's hands trembled involuntarily.

"What's going on?" Mo Yunting, who was resting with his eyes closed, was awakened by the sudden sound of brakes. He asked sternly.

"Young... Young Master, I... I seem to have bumped into someone! But I really don't know why she suddenly rushed out from the corner. What should I do?" Xiao He replied stutteringly, his voice full of fear and helplessness. At this moment, he was already scared out of his wits, his mind was blank.

He couldn't help but ask himself, "Does that cascade of bright red blood really mean the end of a life?"

"Damn it, how could you be so careless? You actually bumped into someone!" Mo Yunting roared angrily, his voice deafening.

"I really didn't mean to do it! That person came running from the corner without any warning, and I couldn't stop the car at all, so..." Although he tried his best to defend himself, facts spoke louder than words. After all, he could not shirk responsibility for hitting someone, and any excuse he made was just a weak excuse.

"Enough! Enough, no need to make excuses anymore, call the emergency number immediately and call an ambulance! I'll get out of the car and check out the situation first." When Mo Yunting's eyes met the shocking pool of blood on the ground, his heart involuntarily tightened.

When his eyes fell upon the woman, a horrific sight unfolded before him: she lay lifeless in a pool of glaring crimson blood, the blood flowing endlessly from her forehead a sight that sent shudders down his spine. As time passed, more and more curious people gathered to watch. Soon, the shrill wail of sirens could be heard faintly in the distance. It was an ambulance arriving at the scene!

As a result, my original plan to attend my good friend Yuhang’s wedding might be ruined.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't driving the car when the accident happened; it was Xiao He who was actually behind the wheel. But the problem is, since Xiao He was his personal driver, he couldn't be held responsible for the accident, both emotionally and logically!

From a public perspective, this is his obligation; from a private perspective, it is more like a heavy burden on his shoulders... No matter what, he has no hesitation and cannot shirk his responsibility!

Fortunately, after the doctors' all-out rescue efforts, the woman was finally pulled back from the brink of death, but her current physical condition is still not optimistic and she needs to stay in the hospital for further observation and treatment.

Because the woman had no valid identification with her, her family and friends were temporarily unable to contact her. In these critical times, they had no choice but to wait until she regained consciousness before making any further plans. Therefore, during this interim period, he could only diligently care for her by her bedside.

At this moment, she was like a lifeless doll, lying there quietly and motionless, which made people worried and anxious.

Mo Yunting prayed silently in his heart, sincerely hoping that she would wake up as soon as possible. After all, if she died in this sudden car accident, it would be an irreversible tragedy, and he would be to blame.

The woman slept peacefully, her face as beautiful and captivating as an angel's. Though her snow-white forehead was thickly bandaged, this did not diminish her breathtaking beauty in the slightest, but instead added a touch of endearment to her. She emanated a unique charm, as if an invisible magic power was drawing all of Zhou Kingdom to her.

She is so beautiful, just like the heroine in his movies, making people fall for her. She has an almost perfect oval face, a small and cute cherry mouth, a delicate and tall nose, and eyebrows of just the right thickness. Her skin is as smooth as silk and delicate, shining with a crystal luster, not to mention her long and straight legs...all of them are eye-catching.

In her sleep, she resembled the legendary Sleeping Beauty, so Mo Yunting sincerely hoped that she would wake up soon. Such a beautiful woman should have a colorful and beautiful life. If she were to sleep forever, it would be a real pity and regret.

Perhaps the heavens had finally heard his sincere prayers, and a ray of soft, warm sunlight shone through the window onto the woman's delicate face. At this moment, the woman's right hand, which had been unresponsive, began to tremble slightly.

Mo Yunting's eyes accidentally swept over her slightly trembling fingertips, and the corners of his mouth rose imperceptibly, revealing a hint of joy, but it was fleeting. After all, he was always good at concealing his inner emotional fluctuations, not letting them show easily.

Looking at her constantly moving fingers, Mo Yunting couldn't help but wonder: Does this mean that she is about to wake up?

At this moment, without any warning, those deep and slightly painful eyes suddenly opened and met Mo Yunting's gaze.