Thinking like this, she had already walked out the door.

After leaving the villa complex, she walked for a while longer, and the crowd began to grow.

She searched for quite some time before she found a flower shop.

Su Yan was very straightforward.

She wanted roses.

She originally planned to get ninety-nine roses.

But when she saw how much space ninety-nine roses took, she found it was too much.

So she changed it to thirty roses.

According to the shop assistant, thirty roses represent unspoken love.

After the shop assistant adorned the roses a bit, Su Yan took them and headed to the hospital.

Song Yujing, the talented internist at Imperial Hospital.

Because it was still a bit of a distance away, she caught a taxi halfway to go to Imperial Hospital.

The taxi driver glanced back at the young lady.

He said,

"Oh, youth is truly wonderful. These must have been sent by your boyfriend, right? So thoughtful."

Su Yan shook her head.

"No."

The taxi driver originally made the comment casually.

He didn’t expect Su Yan to shake her head and deny it.

It left the taxi driver momentarily stunned.

He became curious instead.

Wondering who these flowers were from.

"Your husband?"

"No."

The taxi driver looked as if he understood.

His expression was a bit awkward.

"Miss, are you married?"

Su Yan nodded.

"Yes."

The taxi driver couldn’t hold back his advice.

"Miss, once you are married, you must live well with your husband. Those young guys outside surely won’t be as good as your husband."

The driver spoke with a kind of worldly wisdom.

Su Yan nodded.

"I know."

To the driver, her frank response sounded dismissive.

Eventually, the driver sighed.

"After all, still so young."

As they talked, suddenly, from the corner ahead, a black sports car roared towards them.

Driving directly at them.

The driver panicked and quickly turned the wheel to the right.

Bam!

The two cars collided anyway.

Su Yan was knocked forward, hitting the seat in front of her.

Her head was buzzing.

She vaguely saw the black sports car stop.

Even lowering the window to check the condition of the taxi.

Clear target, aiming for her.

Su Yan took a deep breath.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and forcefully pushed the seat away.

Roughly opening the car door.

With one hand holding her roses, she dragged the taxi driver out of the car.

Blood flowed from her forehead.

Her legs and arms were injured.

Looking very disheveled.

People around were screaming, already some were calling 120.

Su Yan looked at the black sports car.

Her hair disheveled.

The sports car was going to back up and crush them completely.

But, upon seeing Su Yan emerge from the car.

The car accelerated its throttle and sped away entirely.

Su Yan rubbed her forehead.

Her mind was foggy.

She lowered her head to glance at the roses.

Then she held them a bit tighter.

Leaning against the car, she kept herself upright.

Waiting for the ambulance to come.

In less than five minutes, the ambulance came rushing in.

Su Yan and the driver were lifted onto stretchers.

The nurse attempted to take the roses from Su Yan’s hand.

With her eyes closed, Su Yan was still conscious.

So her hand wouldn’t let go.

These were to be given to him.

She had worked hard to buy them and was about to deliver them, throwing them away now felt unbearable.

They must be delivered into his hands.

Vaguely, she opened her eyes and saw the Imperial Hospital logo inside the ambulance.