Seeing his son say so, Qin Ru Hai nodded his head.
With the bag in hand, he walked towards Zhang Yun.
According to the events in the dream, the next step would have been for Qin Ru Hai to collapse into a pool of blood.
The dream was unclear, she didn’t know what would happen or how he would collapse into the pool of blood, An Hao became anxious, and sweat instantly seeped from her forehead.
Qin Ru Hai and Zhang Yun were only a few short steps apart, nothing should happen, right?
At least for now, An Hao couldn’t see any signs.
Maybe it was just a dream!
An Hao silently prayed in her heart, but she still couldn’t help feeling uneasy.
She called out to Qin Ru Hai, "Dad, give me the sour dates instead."
An Hao quickly stepped forward to take the sour dates from Qin Ru Hai’s hand.
"No need. Qin Jian is right; taking the first step is the only way to take the second. Thank you, you are a considerate and good daughter," Qin Ru Hai politely declined An Hao’s offer to help.
Watching Qin Ru Hai walk behind Zhang Yun, An Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
In the dream, Qin Ru Hai had already collapsed into a pool of blood halfway.
Just as An Hao had just relaxed, she saw a Jiangling motorcycle suddenly burst out from behind a vegetable stall and, after hitting the vegetable seller, charged straight towards Zhang Yun.
"Mom!" Qin Jian shouted, pushing through the crowd and rushing forward.
Before he could get there, the motorcycle burst out of the crowd with a bang and collided straight into a wall.
The motorcycle was thrown a great distance, and innocent bystanders were injured around it, while its driver was gravely hurt, lying unconscious on the ground.
Suddenly, the street plunged into chaos.
Qin Jian rushed into the crowd, then froze on the spot.
Zhang Yun was pushed to the ground, vegetables scattered everywhere. But indeed, it was Qin Ru Hai who was lying in the pool of blood.
Blood, a glaring red, spread towards An Hao’s feet.
The dream had come true.
The scene had occurred too quickly; even though it was in front of her eyes, she was too shocked to see clearly.
However, she heard people saying that when the motorcycle flew out, Zhang Yun froze on the spot, and Qin Ru Hai pushed her away, getting hit himself.
If not for Qin Ru Hai, the person lying in the pool of blood would have been Zhang Yun.
An Hao felt her spine chilling, her body hair standing on end, a feeling of horror creeping over her.
The dream had come true!
Beyond this dream, there was another, where she was standing on the rooftop of the twelfth floor again.
"An Hao! An Hao! Hurry and call an ambulance!" Qin Jian’s urgent voice reached her ears, snapping her back to reality, and seeing the fresh blood on Qin Jian’s hands, she gasped for air.
She grabbed a bicycle from someone: "Excuse me, thank you."
Then she pedaled away at full speed.
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Outside the operating room, Qin Jian clenched his fists tightly, pacing back and forth restlessly.
An Hao was immersed in the ’nightmare’ she had just experienced, wondering if rebirth was a cycle, was she destined to die in the same way?
Or what had led her to stand on the rooftop of a twelve-story building once again.
An Hao couldn’t share these thoughts with Qin Jian; she had to mull over them in her heart secretly.
Her only hope now was that this was a one-time accident.
"Old Ning, I didn’t expect this at all. You have no idea how dangerous it was just now, it was so close, the one who nearly lay in the pool of blood was me. Thanks to Qin Ru Hai..." Zhang Yun was still shocked and slightly unstable.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid!" Ning Yibin held his wife’s hand tightly, "Don’t worry, this is the best hospital in the city, and Little Yanzi is here with us, the most elite surgeons are here, and he will be fine."