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A slight smile made her hair stand on end

"Zhao Zheng, are you alright, Zhao Zheng!"

Chen Huan rushed over, wanting to know whether Zhao Zheng was dead or alive.

At this time, Zhao Zheng's eyelids drooped down, and his head tilted to the side.

Chen Huan couldn't help but call out to her in a low voice, but she received the observation from the police officer who was carrying Zhao Zheng's arms, looking at him meaningfully.

Being sized up by the police made Chen Huan feel inexplicably guilty. She stepped back and stood in front of the green belt.

It was precisely this kind of green belt that allowed her to fall into the hands of Grandpa Zhao Zheng. After that, he would have the chance to get to know Zhao Zheng and step into his life, getting to know him and getting to know him for a few days.

Their short time together didn't mean anything, but when Zhao Zheng told herself seriously that the injured person needed to rest and that a man was born to take care of women, she suddenly decided to remove all pretense of being with him.

All these years, walking outside by himself, Chen Huan felt that she had truly been too tired. She felt that she should trust her instincts. Her instincts told her that Zhao Zheng was not a bad person.

How could he let a good person suffer such a disaster? Chen Huan could not understand. Then she stood in front of the green belt, her right foot trampling aimlessly over the vegetation. Those tender grasses were bent under Chen Huan's stomping, left her feet, and quickly stood up again.

"Miss, do you know this mister or what?" A policeman walked over, probably asking about what had happened.

Chen Huan sucked in a cold breath and walked over, then began to cooperate with the police in their investigation. After a while, the traffic police also arrived.

Chen Huan noticed that there were a few people in white gowns gathered in the back of the ambulance. A few people were squatting there, holding onto something, probably helping to treat Zhao Zheng's injuries on the stretcher.

When she had taken a quick glance, it seemed as if there was a cut on her cheek, and her right cheek was entirely red with blood.

The blood made her think of a woman's face. The woman's mouth, eyes, and nostrils were bleeding red, like a fountain. She used a handkerchief and kerchief to wipe and block them. Nothing could help.

Afraid to occupy her mind again, memories and reality made her feel indistinct. Her shoulders slumped, and a man in a blue uniform stood behind her.

She met his gaze for a fraction of a second, and she felt that he was looking at her with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Chen Huan?" When that person spoke, he was not very sure. Chen Huan's brows suddenly shrank. Lowering his head, when he looked at the man again, it was as if a wild cat had met its fated enemy. She was a human, but the other party thought that she saw Chen Huan's hair standing up slowly.

"Ha, it's really you!" It was precisely because of Chen Huan's subconsciously alert expression that made the man's taut facial muscles relax. He looked at Chen Huan with a smile on his face that he had not seen for a long time.

He lightly touched Chen Huan's shoulder and sighed in his heart: I've finally met you again, Chen Huan!

"You are..." Chen Huan's brows furrowed more and more. She stared at the man for a long time but still couldn't react to who she was.

"Year 08, end of summer, ring the bell, village committee!" The man revealed a few key words, then looked at Chen Huan with a pleading look.

"08, end of summer, ring the bell, village committee!?" Chen Huan subconsciously repeated the man's words, then raised her head, once again sizing up the man's face:

Her long and slightly curly eyelashes had a pair of eyes that were as clear as morning dew. When she looked at Chen Huan, there were soft ripples silently.

It was as if she was always smiling, like a bright moon in the night sky. He had a handsome nose and fair skin that matched his faintly pink lips. Such handsome and prominent facial features actually belonged to a man.

This was a face that made Chen Huan jealous. It was a very perfect face, especially the diamond earring that flashed with a dazzling light in his left ear. It added a tinge of unruliness to his sunny charm. Familiar? Chen Huan did not understand.

"You, sure enough, are still the same as before. So many years have passed, yet there has been no progress at all! " The man could feel that Chen Huan had been sizing her up for too long, and also felt that she had distanced herself unnoticeably, so he sighed once again.

His sigh made Chen Huan feel uneasy. He took a deep breath, not knowing what to say. Suddenly thinking about Zhao Zheng's injuries, she anxiously turned towards the ambulance, which had already finished its work.

"Wait a minute, where are you running to?" The man chased behind him. Even though she had some guesses in her heart, her bright eyes still dimmed instantly when she saw Chen Huan's quick footsteps.

When he reached the ambulance, Zhao Zheng had already woken up. He wrapped a bandage around his head, and a small amount of blood could be seen on his left ear.

"Is he okay?" She asked the doctor who was bending over to pack his things. The man's hand movements were stunned, he then raised his waist and looked at Chen Huan. This was a good doctor who was around fifty years old or even older.

When he looked at Chen Huan, Chen Huan was also looking at him. For some reason, Chen Huan could feel that this doctor was here as he sized him up with ill intentions.

"It's nothing, rest more!" The doctor looked at it for a while before lowering his head and continuing to pack up the medical kit.

Chen Huan noticed that the others had left, but the ambulance stayed behind.

She was not very familiar with these things, but she had some common sense. She felt that there was something strange about it, after confirming over and over again that these doctors were not bad people, she got on the carriage and sat beside Zhao Zheng.

As for the other black car that was charging over and the person inside, she, Chen Huan, wasn't too concerned about it.

"Hey, who are you?" That man who had an unknown identity tailed them. Seeing Chen Huan sit so close to Zhao Zheng, she could not help but ask.

"Oh, familiar!" Chen Huan felt that it was a bit impolite not to answer her question. But when she did answer, she remembered that she had no obligation to answer. Receiving the meaning from Chen Huan's expression, the man became silent again.

He got in and sat down opposite. At this time, someone walked to the door of the carriage, and glanced at Chen Huan who was lying on the ground. When they realised that the man was there, they couldn't help but grin at him.

The door of the carriage was slammed shut by someone from the outside. The carriage swayed back and forth, and Chen Huan knew that she was probably planning to head to the hospital. She swept her eyes across the carriage and saw that there was an oxygen tank lying there. A tube extended out from the mouth of the tank, and dragged it all the way to Zhao Zheng's nose.

Realizing that it was probably just a simple first aid, and that he had to go to the hospital to find out how her injuries were, Chen Huan instinctively felt in her pockets. She silently cursed in her heart. In her previous life, she might have really owed them a lot!