She suddenly sat up from the bed, feeling dizzy for a while, but she couldn't care less, casually tore off the hanging needle inserted in her arm, and stumbled down from the bed.

She didn't like the feeling of the hospital, and she even hated the smell of the medicine that made her panic.

This smell stirred up the panic she had tried so hard to bury. The word hospital cruelly reminded her of the fear of death and farewell.

She wanted like crazy to escape the shadow that such a prison would bring to her.

"Miss, you just woke up and can't move around."

At this moment, a strange voice came to her ears. She didn't have any strength under her feet. She was just casually led by the people around her and sat back on the bed.

Only then did she see everything around her clearly. This was a hospital ward. There was no one around her except a young nurse in a nurse uniform who was looking at her nervously.

The patients in other beds were surrounded by patients who came to visit them for various reasons.

She turned her gaze away from other people. She had long been accustomed to the feeling of being alone. The sight of no one around her when she woke up from the hospital bed did not make her feel much emptiness, but there was an extra layer of loneliness in her eyes.

Leng Ran sat down on the hospital bed. She looked at the nurse beside her and said, "When can I leave?"

She is not a person who likes to make trouble, and she also knows that if she doesn't care about her own life, no one else will.

And she would not let anything happen to herself before destroying Han Haotian.

She was even a little annoyed at her self-destruction before she fell into coma. She would not let herself die before Han Haotian died.

Therefore, no matter how much she resists and panics about the hospital, she will force herself to stay.

When the nurse heard her question, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. The next second, she replied: "You will have to ask the doctor about this. The police will come to record your statement later. You should rest for a while."

As he said that, he looked at the diaphragm that was torn off by Han Zhiqing, paused, and said, "Don't do this kind of thing again next time."

As he spoke, he inserted the diaphragm needle into Han Zhiqing's blood vessel again. After giving her a few instructions, he turned around and went out.

After the nurse left, she sat alone on the hospital bed with her knees in her hands. There was gauze tied on her right arm, with some blood oozing from it.

She looked at her right hand, which was wrapped in gauze from the palm to the elbow. She looked at it and suddenly let out a disinterested laugh.

Just as she was about to lie down on the bed, several policemen in police uniforms came in at the door of the ward. When they saw her, they walked straight towards her.

"Miss Han Zhiqing, is that right?"

"it's me."

Han Zhiqing nodded without much expression. The traffic accident was probably caused by her.

But one of the traffic policemen said: "Regarding this traffic accident, we need to make a record of you now. Is your health okay now?"

"inconvenient!"

Han Zhiqing had not yet spoken, but at this moment, a domineering and irresistible voice suddenly broke into the door. There was a bit of depressing anger in the deep voice, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and he rang at the door.

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Chapter completed!