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It was raining heavily and there were very few cars on the road. The windshield wipers moved back and forth, the world outside was sometimes blurry, the air conditioner was not turned on in the carriage, it was very cold, and the droplets of water dripped from his hair.

However, he did not seem to care at all. As he continued to drive with a deadpan expression on his face, he even ignored the red light. He really did not want to lie to Little Qing anymore.

She had finally agreed to be with him, and he didn't want to lose her again.

What about the keys? Didn't she know about it when she found out? Therefore, Lin Wenhao's mind was in a mess, and he did not know how to make the decision.

He wanted to listen to Lin Hanwen's words, but he also didn't want to lose the Little Qing, so he was really in a dilemma and was very conflicted.

Just as he regained his senses, he saw a red umbrella walking on the zebra crossing as his car crashed into it. Lin Wenhao's pupils suddenly tightened as he fiercely stepped on the brakes.

An ear-piercing screeching sound was heard. With the help of the heavy rain, the sound was extremely weak. His car crashed into the green belt and rolled to the side. The people around him immediately made a call after realizing the situation.

In the dark of the night, Jiang Ruoqing was woken up by a series of phone calls. She yawned loudly and walked into the living room, wondering who would be calling her in the middle of the night. After a moment's hesitation, she answered.

"Is it Miss Jiang? We're a downtown hospital. "

By the time Jiang Ruoqing arrived at the hospital, it was already two hours later. The torrential rain was still too heavy, so it was very hard to catch a taxi.

She ran to the emergency room and saw Lin Hanwen, who had a face full of worry. He had his hands behind his back as he looked at the door, his expression exceptionally gloomy.

"Uncle Lin, is he still inside?" Jiang Ruoqing gasped for breath and asked.

Lin Hanwen looked at her with profound eyes and nodded, "The doctor has not come out yet."

"He's perfectly fine, how could he have gotten into a car accident?" Jiang Ruoqing muttered anxiously, and then looked at the emergency room, her face filled with worry that did not seem to be faking it.

Lin Hanwen's feelings were a little complicated. Lin Wenhao's accident was obviously caused by his words, and it happened after he became anxious? He only had this one son, so it was inevitable that he would feel heartache. He was more worried, because he didn't know what Lin Wenhao was actually thinking.

He secretly sized Jiang Ruoqing up by her side. She was standing there with an uneasy look on her face, her hands tightly clenched into fists as if she was extremely worried for her son. It seemed like she was truly worried for him.

At this moment, the doctor walked out and took off his mask. "Who is the patient's relative?"

Lin Hanwen took a step forward and asked worriedly, "I am, how is he?"

"Two of my ribs are broken, nothing else." The doctor opened his mouth expressionlessly, "When he is transferred to the inpatient department, which one of you will be keeping watch for him? He might wake up at night and go to the bathroom or something. He needs someone to take care of him. "

"I'll stay." Jiang Ruoqing immediately said, then looked at Lin Hanwen, and discussed: "I'm relatively younger, so it's fine for me to take care of him, Uncle Lin can go back and rest."

Lin Hanwen squinted his eyes, but he could not understand what she meant. He replied with a smile that was not a smile and then left.

In the sickroom, Jiang Ruoqing sat on the chair and looked at Lin Wenhao who had wounds all over his face. She sighed, then looked at his phone and took a look.

Why are you looking for him? Jiang Ruoqing frowned, probably because of the account book? He coerced Lin Wenhao to such an extent that his mind was in a mess. It was hard for her to think about this connection.

If there were not so many things between them, things would not have escalated to this point. However, things were unpredictable, so how could she have thought that the Lin Family would frame his father? He never thought that Uncle Lin would be so vicious.

As expected, Lin Wenhao woke up in the middle of the night. He looked at the sickroom with a bit of bewilderment then turned his gaze towards her, forcing out a smile and spoke with a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

Jiang Ruoqing almost wanted to cry, she didn't think that the first thing he said when he woke up was that he was fine! He should be afraid of her worry, right? She turned her back and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She poured a cup of warm water and put it on the straw.

"Have some water?"

Jiang Ruoqing immediately brought the straw to his mouth. After drinking a little, he stopped drinking and winked at her, "No more, it's not convenient to drink too much."

Jiang Ruoqing's nose twitched as she looked at him resentfully, "Why are you still worrying about this at this time?"

He pursed his lips and noticed that his face was stiff and itchy. He asked softly, "How's my face?"

"His face has been disfigured."

"How badly was it destroyed?" He answered a little hurriedly, "Then do you still want me?"

Seeing his nervous expression, Jiang Ruoqing could not help but laugh, "All of them were scraped."

Wear? Lin Wenhao's nervousness vanished in an instant as he laughed bitterly, "Looks like the wedding date has to be pushed back."

This guy was still thinking about the wedding date? Jiang Ruoqing was really defeated by him, she asked with concern, "Do you want to go to the washroom?"

He shook his head. "I'm not too badly hurt, am I?"

"It's broken two ribs, I don't know if they're heavy or not." Jiang Ruoqing glared at him grudgingly, "Why would there be a car accident?"

Lin Wenhao's gaze was deep for a while before he spoke, "I was lost in thought. Coincidentally, there was a lady with an umbrella on the road, I was afraid that I would hit the steering wheel and fall into the green belt."

Jiang Ruoqing looked at him deeply, a complicated look in her eyes as she sighed silently, "Let me help you wipe your body."

Then he went to the bathroom and twisted the towel. He took off his clothes and wiped his chest with a wet towel regardless of whether he agreed or not. He looked at her with embarrassment.

Jiang Ruoqing wiped the light off before she sat on the chair and said, "Rest. If you go to the washroom, call me. It feels weird."

In the darkness, Lin Wenhao's eyes were fixated on a certain woman who was sitting on a chair, and a sense of warmth emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Hanwen had already rushed over early in the morning to look for him. Jiang Ruoqing was still sprawled on the ground and had not woken up yet, but Lin Wenhao was just blankly staring at the woman beside him, as if she had gone insane. He took a small breath in and asked with a loud voice, "Wen Hao, how do you feel?"

His voice successfully woke Jiang Ruoqing from her stupor.

"Not bad."

"Uncle Lin, you've come. Wen Hao, I'll go buy breakfast." Jiang Ruoqing smiled at him and then walked out of the sickroom.

The smile on Lin Wenhao's face froze the moment she closed the door, and he opened his mouth coldly: "What are you doing here? Urge me? What can I do in my current state? "

"I'm just here to remind you. While you're injured, I'll test the authenticity of the account book while she still has some kindness towards you. This is the mission I've given you. Do you understand?" He spoke with extreme indifference.

Lin Wenhao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a different scene seemed to have appeared in his mind, "Okay."

A year ago, he was about to graduate, so he wanted to stay in the city. Lin Hanwen's only request was for him to hide the two bags in Uncle Jiang's study room, as long as he could hide Lin Hanwen well, he would definitely be able to stay in the city.

He didn't want to leave Jiang Ruoqing's side, so he agreed without thinking. He didn't even look at the contents of the bag and placed it in Uncle Jiang's study room. Unexpectedly, a group of police officers rushed in before he left and sealed the two bags of money.

He would never forget the look of disbelief in Uncle Jiang's eyes. He ran away in fear, but it was not enough to reprimand him. In the end, he was unable to stay in A City and was taken to another city.

He tried to escape but failed each time, eventually committing the first suicide in the little house, the second suicide, perhaps because he was too lucky to die.

Since he couldn't die, he agreed to marry Jin Waner no matter what. After that, he met her again, but she was wearing another man's wedding ring on her right hand.

Lost, afraid, afraid to push him into a deeper abyss, he was tired, really tired, wanting to give up everything just to be with her.

He had personally cut off their future, and did not even have the chance to save them. So even if Jiang Ruoqing did not really want to be with him, so what? So what if it was just an act?

The door to the ward was pushed open. Jiang Ruoqing walked in early and was somewhat surprised to see the tears at the corner of his eyes. She immediately took out a tissue to wipe them away and couldn't help but guess, "Uncle Lin scolded you again?"

He looked at her, but didn't say anything. He let out a deep sigh and suppressed his emotions. Instead of answering her, he curiously looked at the breakfast in her hand. "What did you buy for breakfast?"

"Chaos, I'll feed you." She fed it to him with a spoon and blew on it before she did.

Lin Wenhao stared at her, his eyes filled with melancholy, his entire person looking lifeless, without any life, he continued to move mechanically.

"Aiya, why are you smiling? Why are you putting on a bitter face?" Jiang Ruoqing put down the spoon in her hand and stretched out the left and right side of his face to make him smile, "Be happy, it's just a car accident.

"Little Qing." He smiled at her, but it was an exceptionally tired smile. "My only wish right now is to go back to a year ago, when you still loved me."

Jiang Ruoqing looked at him in a daze, her heart was filled with unexplainable sadness, but she pretended not to understand as she laughed foolishly, "What are you saying, why did you suddenly become so sad?"

He shook his head, his eyes hopeful. "If only I could go back to that moment, I wouldn't have made such a mistake, wouldn't have lost you."

He burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face. "You won't leave me, right?"

"What's wrong with you?" What did the Uncle Lin tell you? Why did she suddenly become so sentimental? Do you want me to call Chen Hong over? " Jiang Ruoqing wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, instinctively thinking that he had suffered from depression again.

Lin Wenhao laughed bitterly and shook his head, "I'm fine, really, maybe I got sick again."

He usually avoided that illness, but now that he was able to speak of it in front of her, he instinctively didn't want to hide anything from her.

Jiang Ruoqing looked at him worriedly. The more he said that there was nothing wrong, the more worried she became, but she didn't know how to make a move. She didn't want to let Lin Wenhao take the medicine, the medicine had made him from a sunny boy to a depressed man, so she was very against it.

The current Lin Wenhao wasn't in a very good condition, and was incredibly thin. However, his face was a little bit unnaturally pale, especially those pair of dark and gloomy eyes, which made her feel fear at all times.

How could she help him? How could she really save him? Although their love had been separated by time, her feelings for him were still there. She wanted to help him.