Suddenly, a truck hit me!

The driver hurriedly turned the steering wheel, and the body rotated nearly 90°, and hit the guardrail next to the road.

With a "bang", Ning An was hit hard and lost consciousness.

It was raining heavily and the night was boundless.

...

In March, the spring is chilly and the apricot flowers are already in full bloom.

The nose is full of the smell of disinfectant, and the eyelids cannot be opened. You can vaguely hear the chirping of birds outside, chirping, demonstrating the lively spring.

My head hurts very much, and my body feels like it is heavy.

Just then, footsteps came.

"Mr. Mo, she still seems to have not woken up."

"How many days have you been?"

“It’s been sixty-three days.”

"When will I wake up?" The man's low voice was like a mask, as low as a morning bell and evening drum.

"I can't say it..." The doctor felt guilty.

"I can't say it's right, I can't say it's right! Every time I ask you, these three words, what's the use of asking you?"

Ning An's head was so dull that it hurt. When they quarrel, her head hurt even more.

Her fingers moved, and she wanted to...drink water.

"Mr. Mo! Mr. Mo! She woke up!" The doctor noticed the strangeness of the instrument and Ning An and said happily.

Ning An wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open it, and a piece of gauze was covered with his eyes.

She doesn't want this gauze, she wants to see where this is!

Who is the person who is talking? What's wrong with her?

"Miss, you can't move around." The doctor suppressed Ning An, "You finally woke up. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"water……"

"Okay, OK." The doctor personally poured Ning An a glass of warm water, "I'll help you up, drink slowly."

Ning An touched the water and drank half a cup in one breath. However, the gauze on her eyes made her very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"Where is this...what is wrong with my eyes...what is wrong with my eyes..." Ning An looked anxious and tried to reach out to touch everything around him, his heart beating constantly.

how so……

She remembered that she had a car accident.

Yes, that night she went to get the information about Song's house...a truck...

When she thought of this, Ning An's head hurts very much. She covered her head and her facial features were in pain: "It's so uncomfortable..."

A warm big hand took away her hand covering her head: "Tell Dr. Jiang wherever she feels uncomfortable."

Ning An realized that there was a man in the room with a low voice and deep voice that could not hear any emotions.

"Who are you?" she asked in confusion.

"Mo Xiu." The man spoke lightly.

Ning An remembered that the doctor just called him "Mr. Mo".

"You saved me?"

The man refused to comment, and the doctor said a lot, and took the initiative to say, "No, it's not, it's raining, such a serious car accident, thanks to our Mr. Mo who saved you, you saved your life."

Ning'an was silent.

After a long time, no one spoke.

But the doctor kept chattering: "You are so lucky, the taxi driver died on the spot. However, you have been lying on this bed for more than 60 days, and you woke up."

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Ning An's voice was cold.

"Didn't you say that you have a great life? There is nothing wrong except that your eyes cannot see it for the time being."

"When will I see it? Where is this? I want to go home!" Ning An was excited, lifted the quilt, and wanted to jump out of bed.

However, one of her hands was pressed hard by the man, and a cold and cold voice came: "Where are you running blindly?"
Chapter completed!