"Child, wake up! You can't sleep!"

Just when Xiao Baihua thought she was going to die there, a voice appeared in her ear, a voice that was old and kind.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Turning her head, she saw a blurry shadow in her blood-red vision.

"It's okay, kid, hang in there, the doctor will be here soon."

Xiao Baihua couldn't see clearly, but the warmth in her hand made her less afraid. She whispered to the old lady next to her, "...Okay."

The sound was very soft, but the old lady sitting next to her heard it. The old lady managed to wipe the blood from her eyelids to make her feel a little better.

Then they started calling out to the other passengers, telling them to try to stay awake and not move around.

The old woman shouted for a long time until she heard the sirens of an ambulance and the siren, at which point she stopped.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her eyelids began to droop; as she got older, she always felt sleepy, and she wanted to take a nap…

Xiao Baihua blinked, her vision still bloodshot, but she could see clearly now. She moved her head and saw the old lady's face next to her.

The old woman was asleep with her eyes closed, looking very peaceful. She was holding a little boy of about seven or eight years old in her arms. The boy's face was dark, but his round eyes were open. He was not crying or making a fuss and stayed obediently in her arms.

Perhaps because the old woman's voice wasn't heard, the boy started crying out, "Grandma, Grandma..."

Seeing the boy's face growing darker with each cry, Xiao Baihua quickly and gently coaxed him, "Don't cry, your grandma's tired of crying... take a rest..."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the back of the old woman's head, the lower half pierced by the metal sheet from the bus, and she continued to comfort her, fighting back tears.

The boy was very obedient and calmed down. He even started to comfort Xiao Baihua: "Sister, don't be afraid. The ambulance is here. I heard its music."

Did you hear that?

Xiao Baihua: "I heard you."

The boy said a lot, and Xiao Baihua responded to each point.

Boy: "Sister, look! The police officers are here too."

Xiao Baihua looked up at the source of the commotion and saw the two of them being carried off the bus.

Cai Yi looked at Xiao Baihua, whose face was covered in blood, in disbelief. How could something like this happen in less than an hour?

Aren't you the female lead?

The injured from the bus were taken to a nearby hospital.

Xiao Baihua's injuries were not serious, but she lost too much blood and became dizzy, to the point that she felt like she was going to die.

Xiao Baihua's forehead was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

Cai Yi helped Xiao Baihua, who was trying to sit up, and asked with concern, looking at her pale face, "How are you feeling?"

Xiao Baihua shook her head: "I'm fine."

The next second, as if remembering something, she suddenly asked, "How is the person next to me?"

Cai Yi thought for a moment, then pointed to the bed curtain next to him and said, "It's right there."

Despite feeling dizzy, Xiao Baihua got out of bed and went over.

The old woman died from ruptured internal organs and excessive blood loss. The boy is eight years old and has congenital heart disease; he will die within a month if he does not receive a heart transplant.

The boy's parents died in the line of duty when he was two years old. He lived with his grandmother, who has now also passed away.

This is what a man told them.

The man extended his hand: "Hello, your colleague, Shanhe Wuyang."

Caiyi shook his hand politely: "Hello, Caiyi, this is Xiao Baihua."

Cai Yi noticed that Xiao Baihua was acting strangely, so he walked closer to her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Baihua shook her head: "Nothing much, just a little sad. Her grandma was comforting me just now, how could she be gone..."

Caiyi patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, the country will take care of him, he'll be fine."

Xiao Baihua: "Mm."

The boy's parents are both civil servants, and his medical expenses are covered by the government. He was sent to Linhe Hospital.

Xiao Baihua followed, and Cai Yi took her to Linhe Hospital and then left.

Linhe Hospital, toilet.

Caiyi didn't leave. She was terrified by the horrific scene of the car accident and had been holding back her emotions. Only now that everything was settled did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

She vomited violently into the toilet, almost bringing up bile.

She went outside, looked at herself in the mirror, washed her face, rinsed her mouth, tidied herself up, and then left the bathroom.

Caiyi, feeling her empty stomach, went to the vicinity of the hospital and bought a lot of food and fruit suitable for patients.

Xiao Baihua looked at her in surprise: "Didn't you go back?"

"Yes, I couldn't resist bringing you some of this delicious food." Caiyi placed the items on the bedside table.

Mrs. Xiao smiled and said, "You're welcome, why are you being so polite? The hospital provides meals."

"I know, but this tastes better than the hospital's." Caiyi opened two bowls of porridge, handing one to Xiao's mother and the other to Xiao's father.

Mrs. Xiao praised, "It really is delicious."

Mr. Xiao also agreed.

Xiao Baihua: "...Caiyi, could I get a copy for the neighbor next door?"

“Sure, there are still so many here.” Caiyi nodded.

Xiao Baihua took a bowl of porridge and some pumpkin. The pumpkin was sweet, and the children would probably like it.

She took one of each type of fruit.

Xiao's mother called out worriedly, "Watch your head!"

Xiao Baihua: "Mm."

Mrs. Xiao, holding the porridge, looked at Caiyi with a puzzled expression: "Caiyi, what's wrong with Huahua?"

Caiyi, munching on an apple, said, "The neighbor boy's grandmother comforted her, but... the grandmother died."

The boy's parents are also dead; she must be worried about them.

Mrs. Xiao sighed. Indeed, you can't compare people; they were very lucky.

The ward next door.

The boy was holding an Ultraman figure with movable limbs. He twisted the Ultraman's limbs, making him pose in various ways to fight monsters.

Xiao Baihua slowly approached her. The boy looked up, his eyes sparkling with surprise: "Beautiful sister!"

"...Um, how are you feeling?" Xiao Baihua placed the things on the bedside table and patted his head.

"I was good today and didn't have a seizure," the boy replied, glancing at the food beside him and unconsciously swallowing.

Seeing this, Xiao Baihua opened the food she had brought and fed it to the boy.

"Pretty sister, you can't," the boy refused. "Grandma said I can't accept things from other people for no reason."

“It wasn’t for no reason… Your grandma saved my sister’s life.” Xiao Baihua said with a smile. She was really scared at the time, and the old lady’s voice dispelled her fear.

"Really?" the boy asked her, his dark eyes wide open.

Xiao Baihua nodded: "Really."

The boy then obediently ate what Xiao Baihua fed him, and the two chatted slowly.

Shanhe did not tell the boy that his grandmother had died, that he had a congenital heart condition, and that he could not be stimulated.

Xiao Baihua also remembered that he had a heart problem, so she didn't dare to mention it. She just said, "Grandma was also injured. She needs to take good care of herself and can only come to see you when she's fully recovered."

The boy nodded dejectedly: "Okay."

Xiao Baihua: "So you have to be good and get well soon."

The boy nodded obediently.

Xiao Baihua waited until the boy fell asleep before leaving.

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