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Jiang Yizhou rarely indulged in playful mischief, or perhaps it was just the instinct of a boy in school to deliberately tease girls.
Essentially, Jiang Yizhou was just a child in that regard.
However, the result of this might be...
"Bang~~" Ding Zhengnan jumped off the bicycle, and possibly because Jiang Yizhou's clothes were of good quality, he was pulled by the girl and ended up falling to the ground along with the bike.
"Hmph! This is the consequence of provoking me!" Ding Zhengnan, true to her name, was a real man. In terms of personality, although she felt that Jiang Yizhou had a point, it didn't mean he could act recklessly.
Jiang Yizhou should have understood earlier that someone who could be so persistent and troublesome was definitely not easy to deal with. Unfortunately, he no longer had time to think...
"Hey, stop playing dead! It's just a fall from the bike!" Ding Zhengnan sensed something was off; why hadn't he gotten up from the ground yet? "Don't scare me! Hey~~"
She approached cautiously and gently shook the person on the ground. At that moment, she wished this annoying guy would suddenly sit up and scare her, but nothing happened!
Feeling like she might have gotten herself into big trouble, Ding Zhengnan lost some of her composure. She grabbed the collar of the person on the ground and shook him frantically. "Wake up! I didn’t want this; don’t put all the blame on me!"
"What's wrong with you? The person is unconscious, and you're still messing with him?" At times like this, it often took one or several older women—most likely from the neighborhood committee or street office—to step in. One of them shouted to those around, "If anyone can help, call an ambulance; this guy has fallen pretty hard!"
The woman checked Jiang Yizhou's condition. Aside from his head, he had various scrapes and bruises. Soon enough, an ambulance arrived, and several people worked together to lift Jiang Yizhou onto a stretcher.
Ding Zhengnan was still in a daze, clearly unable to accept the fact that she had caused trouble. She was jolted back to reality by the older woman. "Come on! Are you not planning to pay for medical expenses? If not, I’ll have to call the police!"
Ding Zhengnan pulled out a Nokia phone from her backpack—an item that symbolized wealth—and dialed a number. "Dad, I’ve gotten into trouble!"
If Jiang Yizhou were awake and saw this scene, he would surely point at the girl and curse, "You can afford such an expensive phone but are nitpicking over a bicycle? Are you out of your mind?"
People are very fragile, just like time is very fleeting. One can live for seventy or eighty years, even over a hundred, which seems long, but when converted into numbers, it amounts to just over thirty thousand days. If you think about it from another perspective, it's like reading for ten seconds; no one would feel that it's quick, yet it is indeed very short.
The human body is even more so. We often think the probability of various accidents happening is low, like cancer being one in a thousand. However, there are many types of cancer, and these probabilities can accumulate. If you ask around your relatives and friends, most likely many of them have had someone who got cancer.
Not to mention various accidents outside of health issues; one might not even realize the thought of "I'm going to die" before being hit by a drunk driver swerving like a snake and ending up dead without warning.
Of course, I digressed a bit. When Jiang Yizhou fell from the car, his posture was somewhat improper, which was indeed unfortunate. The incident happened suddenly, and he misjudged how easy it would be to bully girls. His head hit the ground of the bike lane hard, and unable to bear the pain, he fainted. However, he still felt that it shouldn't be serious enough to be fatal unless there were already blood clots or tumors in his head...
When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Yizhou found it strange that he was in a hospital. Listening to the cries and screams in the ward, it seemed to be the emergency department. Had he been in an accident and sent to the hospital?
Ah~~
He couldn't remember how he got injured; perhaps his head hurt too much to think about it. However, he clearly remembered having fried dough sticks with pickled vegetables and porridge for breakfast and specifically packing a mask and hat in his bag to prevent sandstorms.
What happened afterward? What exactly occurred? Why couldn't he recall?
Suddenly, a few people came out from outside the door. Apart from a girl leading the group, the others were doctors and nurses.
The girl had an anxious yet ecstatic expression as she waited for the doctor checking on Jiang Yizhou's condition to reach a conclusion.
"How do you feel?" The doctor asked while flipping through the medical records.
"I'm feeling very dizzy and have some tinnitus. I seem to have forgotten how I got injured? Doctor, how did I end up in the hospital?" Jiang Yizhou honestly expressed his feelings while also asking.
"It seems you need to stay in the hospital for observation and undergo some brain examinations before I can conclude anything. Just rest well; it's not a big issue!" The doctor spoke quite casually. "As for how you got here, I don't know either; you can ask this lady! She brought you in."
The doctor then addressed the unfamiliar girl beside Jiang Yizhou, "You two chat for now; come to my office later to get a referral for registration."
Jiang Yizhou endured the headache but felt that there was something more behind what the doctor said—especially that emphasis on "brought." Even though she was wearing a mask, he sensed that the doctor was trying not to laugh.
"Hello... thank you for bringing me to the hospital!" Jiang Yizhou was still quite serious at this moment, not playing any tricks on him. "May I ask your surname?"
"I... my surname is Ding, and my name is Ding Zhengnan. You should rest well. If you can't remember, don't force it; it will give you a headache!" Ding Zhengnan quickly pressed down on Jiang Yizhou's head, which might have been trying to recall certain memories associated with his name, gently smoothing the blanket for him.
"Ding... Sister Ding, may I ask how I got injured and ended up in the hospital? I don't remember encountering any accidents; I just lost consciousness for no reason and woke up here!"
"Actually... actually," Ding Zhengnan racked his brain, feeling like his head was about to explode when he spotted her handbag...
"Actually, you were riding your bike and got caught on my handbag because there were too many people around. Then you fell and hit your head on the ground. I, along with some people nearby, helped get you onto an ambulance and brought you to the hospital. Don't worry; I'm just someone who likes to do good deeds. I've already paid for your medical expenses!"
After saying all this in one breath, Ding Zhengnan noticed that the man in the hospital bed seemed to have no doubts about anything, and she let out a sigh of relief.
Jiang Yizhou stroked his chin, trying to piece together what had happened. The street he often walked on was indeed quite crowded; it wasn't surprising that such an incident could occur. It seemed he was just too unlucky to have hit his head on the ground. "I'm really sorry! I made you spend so much..."
"It's nothing, it's nothing; it's what I should do!" Ding Zhengnan replied with a smile, feeling relieved that she had successfully deceived him.
"You two are here! Just in time; I called..." The enthusiastic aunt reappeared.
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