Chapter 418: Chapter 392: Severely Injured
The bright red from Leng Ye’s legs stung her eyes. As someone who faints at the sight of blood, she bit her lip hard, using the pain to stop herself from blacking out.
"Joe, hang in there, the ambulance will be here soon." Wen Nuan’s tears blurred her vision, she wiped them away hastily, but they kept flowing.
"Nuannuan, don’t cry." Leng Ye reached out, trying to wipe her tears, but before he could touch her, his hand dropped weakly, cold sweat running down from the pain. With pale lips, he spoke with difficulty, "The car needs to be cut open, otherwise I can’t get out. Nuannuan, call 119."
"I won’t cry, I’ll make the call." Wen Nuan, crying, pushed open the door beside her and got out. Seeing people rushing over, she pleaded desperately for help. Hearing that vehicles were already on their way, she breathed a faint sigh of relief and returned to check on Leng Ye.
"They’ll be here soon, Joe, hold on and don’t move. I know it hurts..." Seeing Leng Ye trying to save himself, pushing against the car door, Wen Nuan tightly gripped his hand, shaking her head, feeling a twisting pain in her heart.
Her heart was racing chaotically as she spoke soothing words to Leng Ye, but her voice trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed again from her reddened eyes.
"It doesn’t hurt, Nuannuan, don’t worry." Leng Ye forced a weak smile.
"Joe..." Wen Nuan’s tears fell like rain, "It’s all my fault, you shouldn’t have gotten into my car."
If she had known, she would never have let Leng Ye drive her car. She hadn’t realized that her momentary softness would cause him such harm.
Leng Ye shook his head, "Silly girl. If I hadn’t been in the car, what would you have done?"
He was exceedingly grateful that he wasn’t the only one in the car; he couldn’t even imagine what might have happened if Wen Nuan had been driving this car on her own.
Even with his vast driving experience, he hadn’t been able to avoid this event—what about her?
"Are you in pain?" Wen Nuan cried even harder.
Leng Ye gave a faint smile, his voice growing softer, "I’m not lying to you, it really doesn’t hurt. How about you? The baby—is the baby alright?"
His legs didn’t hurt; he wasn’t lying. But only he knew that the lack of pain was due to losing all feeling...
Seeing her cry like this, he didn’t want to say it, fearing Nuannuan couldn’t bear it. He knew she fainted at the sight of blood. The first time he found out was when Nuannuan had an argument with Leng Yan and passed out. Yan called Uncle Wang, and as it happened, he was there too.
That night, after he sent Uncle Wang back, he pounded his fist against the steering wheel, feeling a dull ache in his heart.
If he had known he would fall for her at first sight, he wouldn’t have broken off the engagement, and he would never have let her marry Leng Yan and suffer. Later he realized Leng Yan was the man Nuannuan had secretly loved for three years; the flame of hope in his heart dimmed significantly, yet he couldn’t let go.
"I’m fine, the baby’s fine too..." Wen Nuan shook her head, lovingly wiping away his cold sweat.
Her arm hurt a lot, but her abdomen was okay; she hadn’t felt anything for now. They would need a doctor to determine the baby’s condition. She was very worried but couldn’t think about it too much at this moment.
The ambulance, police, and fire trucks arrived almost simultaneously. Wen Nuan was pulled onto the emergency vehicle by a nurse, but she refused to go inside, shaking her head, "I’m fine, I want to wait for him..."
How could she be at ease getting treated herself first? Her injuries weren’t severe, just a scrape on her arm. It hurt, but it wasn’t life-threatening. Leng Ye, on the other hand, was the real worry.
"Nuannuan, get inside first!"
The firefighters were cutting through the car. As Leng Ye watched Wen Nuan approach, his brows furrowed tightly, "Be good!"
"I’ll talk with you." Wen Nuan shook her head gently. Leng Ye’s face was pale, and from losing so much blood, he was at risk of passing out at any time. She was afraid he’d lose consciousness, making it dangerous if the cutting accidentally hurt him somewhere unknown.
Her mind was in chaos. Whatever she thought of, she said out loud, not needing him to speak, merely listening quietly, not fainting. She pretended to stay calm, but her trembling legs occasionally reminded her how scared she was. It was only when she saw Leng Ye being placed on the stretcher that Wen Nuan slightly relaxed, feeling all her energy drained, losing consciousness as everything went dark.
...
Awakening in bitterness, Nuannuan struggled to open her eyes. The light was so bright she quickly shut them again. Her mind was foggy, but after a while, she slowly dared to open her eyes, her consciousness gradually clearing.
"Joe!"
The piercing sound of the tire blowout and the crash, along with the sight of Leng Ye covered in blood, relived in her memory. Wen Nuan’s body shook, and she subconsciously cried out, trying to lift herself from the bed, but was immediately pressed down by a pair of hands, "Nuannuan, don’t move!"
It was Tong Xi’s voice. Seeing her wake up, she was both happy and sad, her voice tinged with tears, "You haven’t finished the IV drip yet. Nuannuan, you finally woke up, you scared me to death."
"Xixi, how’s Joe?"
Ignoring how Tong Xi knew, Wen Nuan’s hoarse voice asked, her brows full of worry, her eyes glistening with moisture, "Xixi, quickly tell me about his condition."
Tong Xi quickly replied, "He’s doing well, Nuannuan, don’t cry. He just finished surgery, and Tan Qing is with him inside."
Her words were fast, but Nuannuan clearly detected something complicated in her eyes, making her more anxious, heart trembling, tightly gripping Tong Xi’s hand, eyes filled with fear, "Xixi, is he in danger?"
He must be, losing so much blood, how could he not be? Especially those legs...
She didn’t dare imagine.
The bloody image of his legs flashed before her eyes once more, and tears flowed from Nuannuan’s eyes as she looked at the needle on the back of her hand, biting her lips to remove it and tossing it aside.
She wanted to know how he was, urgently needed to know, feeling restless staying inside the ward.
"Nuannuan!" Tong Xi exclaimed.
"I’m going to see him." Her nose was painfully stuffy, her heart tightly clenched, choking at her throat.
"The doctor said you can’t move around now." Tong Xi held her hand, "Nuannuan..."
"I’m fine." Wen Nuan shook her head, pulling out her hand from Tong Xi’s grasp, her watery eyes filled with urgency, "Xixi, which ward is he in?"
"He’s just next door." Tong Xi gently comforted her, "One rib was only slightly shaken and not too severe. He did lose a lot of blood, and the hospital’s blood bank was low, but Tan Qing is a match and has already given him blood, so he’s not in danger of life. The serious part is his legs..."
"What about his legs?" Wen Nuan’s watery eyes were filled with painful anguish, her heartstrings tightly bound, ready to snap at any moment.
She guessed the most severe injury would probably be the legs—the driver’s seat was damaged beyond recognition, his legs trapped firmly there.
He was injured so badly...
Anxiety was overwhelming her heart, Nuannuan’s eyes brimmed with tears, pouring down like rain.
"They’re not responsive yet, the doctor said they need to monitor longer before drawing any conclusions." Tong Xi wiped her tears sorrowfully, "Nuannuan, take it easy, he’ll be fine. Don’t cry like this; it’s not good for the baby..."
The baby...
Nuannuan’s body shook, lowering her head remorsefully at her abdomen, biting her lips, her throat dry, "Xixi, is the baby okay?"