She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 1049 - 881: Super Star 55 (4000)_3
This thrilling scene charged onto the main road, naturally catching the attention of passing drivers, and more and more people began to call the police.
The two men were utterly furious, and at this moment, Hua Yan was incredibly thankful she had broken one of their wrists because breaking the wrist meant he couldn’t stick his arm out to cause her further harm. After the short man accelerated forcefully, he then slammed on the brakes, trying to throw her off this way.
However, they overlooked that Hua Yan was not an ordinary person. She firmly grasped the handle with her hand, akin to a cat’s claw, making her body cling tightly to it. As time ticked by, when the sirens began to blare, the two in the car panicked.
"Damn it, big brother, what do we do now? What kind of creature is this student? She’s so formidable, I can’t shake her off no matter how I try!"
The one with the broken wrist eyed the surrounding road getting blocked by the passing vehicles aiding the police, he knew the game was over.
"Stop struggling, wait to be caught, hope she hasn’t recorded anything."
The short one cried mournfully: "Big brother, there’s blood in our car, how can we possibly deny that?"
The short one’s reminder made the big one freeze, then he closed his eyes: "Then why are you still struggling? Stop the car, and wait for jail!"
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Ten minutes later, Hua Yan was lifted off the car roof by the police, she hadn’t noticed it earlier, but now the intense pain struck her, realizing both arms were dislocated, and possibly fractured, her face pale from the pain, she gritted her teeth, tearfully looking at the police, "Broken, possibly broken."
"Girl, you’re really lucky, where did you get such courage? Not being thrown off with such an impact is truly a blessing, don’t move, wait for the doctor."
"Quick, over in that alley, the girl they hit is lying on the ground, we don’t know her condition, plus my classmate, she’s still hiding."
"Alright, stop talking, it’s your classmate who called the police, and also dialed 120, otherwise how could we arrive so quickly? It’s alright now, but you tell me why you two girls were hiding there so late at night?"
Hua Yan cried sadly, "We were being followed, so we hid there, who could have thought to witness a crash scene there! Had we known, we should’ve run onto the main road!"
Just as Hua Yan finished crying, Molly ran over after completing her statement: "Hua Yan, how are you? Are you alright?"
Seeing her genuine concern, Hua Yan nodded internally, not bad, still not heartless beyond salvation, was able to report to the police and dial 120 in time, this girl still has hope, not in vain for her earlier fibbing to save her.
"I’m okay, but my arm might be broken or fractured, it hurts so much, will you go with me to the hospital? I’m scared!"
Molly’s eyelids twitched, instinctively remarked, "You’re afraid? Lying to ghosts, aren’t you?"
Hua Yan, in a delicate and whiny manner, "Why can’t I be afraid? If I was thrown off, you wouldn’t be able to see me anymore, I’m grinding my teeth almost to bits, oh hello, it hurts so badly, police officer, doctor, why aren’t they here yet? It really hurts so much!"
"They are coming, quickly, help this girl, her condition seems quite serious, check her quickly,"
As soon as the doctor arrived and touched her arm, he instinctively let out a pig-slaughtering scream...
An hour later, Hua Yan was sent to a nearby Chinese Hospital, her arm not only dislocated but also fractured.
The doctor, when touching her bones, she who faced criminals without fear, painfully passed out.
Later, school teachers, the hit girl’s parents, reporters, and police all crowded into the hospital.
Because Molly was also present at the scene, and Hua Yan directly sent the video to Molly’s phone, after Hua Yan fainted, Molly became the main interviewee, she went to the police station to make a statement, then was escorted by the police back to the hospital because Hua Yan had said she should accompany her.
Hua Yan didn’t expect that casually mentioning it, upon waking up, she’d see Molly asleep at her hospital bed, still wearing yesterday’s rumpled clothes and disheveled hair, makeup, even her backpack, which she brought back and placed on the single-room hospital sofa.






