"You think everything is settled after paying the medical expenses? You’re completely lawless! At least you stopped your car. What if you hadn’t stopped? Are you joking with someone else’s life?" Faced with such an unreasonable person, An Hao couldn’t help but argue more.
A single word can stir up a storm!
The onlookers all pointed fingers at the driver’s immorality, "Driving a car makes you so arrogant."
"Rich people think they’re so powerful! Knocking someone down and still acting so aggressively!"
"Let’s just call the police! They should arrest this scumbag."
As people chattered amongst themselves, the gray figure standing in the crowd quietly slipped away, disappearing without a trace.
"Forget it. I’m not seriously hurt," Cheng Yu said, glancing at the grazed spot on her knee, "I’ll just apply some medicine after I get back. Everyone, please disperse. We’re causing a traffic obstruction here."
The driver couldn’t wait to hear these words; he hastily pulled out a hundred yuan from his wallet, tossed it to Cheng Yu, jumped into his car, and reversed quickly. With a sharp turn, he kicked up a cloud of dust and vanished in the blink of an eye.
"You see, that kind of person is a lost cause!" An Hao said angrily, helping Cheng Yu to her feet, "Teacher Cheng, try to walk. Is your leg seriously injured?"
As soon as Cheng Yu stood up and took a step, she almost fell over again. Her ankle was painfully throbbing, making it impossible to put weight on it.
An Hao quickly supported her, fixing her gaze on her swollen ankle, "Teacher Cheng, your ankle is swollen! We should have first tried to walk around before letting that person go!"
"Yes, I wasn’t thinking," Cheng Yu replied frustratingly, shaking her head. She looked at An Hao and then at Qin Jian, "It seems I’ll have to trouble you two to hail a taxi for me!"
"Taxis aren’t abundant in this city. You might wait half an hour and still not get one. The hospital isn’t far from here, about five hundred meters away. If you don’t mind, my wife and I can drive you there," Qin Jian offered.
This woman was not only An Hao’s teacher but had also fought alongside him on the smoke-filled battlefield. Offering her a bit of help was only right.
Even if it wasn’t her, faced with such a plight, he as a soldier wouldn’t stand by idly either.
A faint color returned to Cheng Yu’s pale face, "Then I thank you both!"
"No need for thanks!" Qin Jian said, handing the beef he was carrying to An Hao and crouching down, "I’ll carry you on my back. Come on up."
"This is too much... I can hop along on one foot," Cheng Yu said, leaning on An Hao and hopping strenuously on one leg.
An Hao watched with a heart full of compassion.
"Teacher Cheng, you don’t have to feel burdened! And don’t worry that I’ll have any ulterior thoughts. You’re inconvenienced by your leg, and he just wants to help. Even if it were someone else, he’d do the same thing," An Hao reassured her.
How could she not understand Qin Jian’s intentions after hearing them so many times?
She trusted Qin Jian!
His eagerness to help was without fault!
"Alright then," Cheng Yu agreed, crawling gently onto Qin Jian’s back, "Just let me down at the hospital entrance."
"Okay. It’s a quick trip, less than three hundred meters," Qin Jian replied.
He walked ahead carrying Cheng Yu, with An Hao following behind carrying the beef. Suddenly, a small piece of paper fell out of the open pocket of Cheng Yu.
An Hao stopped in her tracks and reached out to pick up the paper.