Suddenly, a truck hit me head-on!

The driver hurriedly turned the steering wheel, causing the car to spin nearly 90° and hit the guardrail next to the road.

With a "bang", Ning An was hit hard and lost consciousness.

The rain was pouring and the night was endless.

…

In March, the spring is cold and the apricot flowers are already in full bloom.

The smell of disinfectant filled my nose, and I couldn't keep my eyelids open. I could vaguely hear the chirping of birds outside, announcing the excitement of spring.

My head hurts, and my body feels like it's weighing heavily.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came.

"Mr. Mo, it seems she still hasn't woken up."

"How many days?"

"Sixty-three days."

"When will you wake up?" The man's deep voice seemed to be through a mask, as low as morning bells and evening drums.

"I can't tell..." The doctor felt guilty.

"I can't tell, I can't tell! I keep asking you these three words every time. What's the point of asking you?"

Ning An's head felt dull and painful, and when they argued, her head hurt even more.

Her fingers moved, and she wanted to... drink water.

"Mr. Mo! Mr. Mo! She's awake!" The doctor noticed the strangeness between the instrument and Ning An and said happily.

Ning An wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't. There was a piece of gauze covering her eyes.

She doesn’t want this gauze, she wants to see where this is!

Who was speaking? What happened to her?

"Miss, you can't move." The doctor suppressed Ning An, "You finally woke up. Do you feel uncomfortable in any way?"

"water……"

"Okay, okay." The doctor poured Ning An a glass of warm water himself, "I'll help you up, drink slowly."

Ning An touched the water and drank half the cup in one breath. However, the gauze on her eyes made her very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"Where is this...what's wrong with my eyes...what's wrong with my eyes..." Ning An looked anxious, trying to reach out and touch everything around him, his heart beating continuously.

how so……

She remembered that she had been in a car accident.

Yes, that night she went to get Song Zhai's information... a truck...

Thinking of this, Ning An's head hurt. She covered her head and her facial features were painful: "It feels so uncomfortable..."

A warm hand took away the hand covering her head: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell Dr. Jiang."

Only then did Ning An realize that there was another man in the room. His voice was low and deep, and he could not hear any emotion.

"Who are you?" she asked doubtfully.

"Mo Xiu." The man said calmly.

Ning An remembered that the doctor just called him "Mr. Mo".

"Did you save me?"

The man was noncommittal, but the doctor spoke a lot, and said proactively: "No, it was such a serious car accident on a rainy day. Thanks to Mr. Mo, we saved you and you saved your life."

Ning An fell silent.

For a long time, no one spoke.

But the doctor kept chattering: "You are really lucky. The taxi driver died on the spot. However, you have been lying in this bed for more than sixty days, but you woke up."

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Ning An's voice was cold.

"Didn't I tell you that you are very lucky? Apart from the fact that you can't see for the time being, there is nothing wrong with you."

"When can we see it? Where is this? I want to go home!" Ning An became excited, lifted the quilt, and wanted to jump out of bed.

However, one of her hands was pressed hard by the man, and a low and cold voice came: "You are blind, where are you running?"
Chapter completed!