Chapter 906
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Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 The world seemed to have frozen at that moment. After about three seconds, the sound of crying came from inside the car. The crying stopped abruptly. Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian, and tears fell from her eyes. Due to the pain, she was unable to make a sound.
The car was plunged into silence, and the air of despair engulfed Song Qingchun in an instant.
…
Thankfully, it was just a false alarm.
When the truck rammed into the guardrail, the truck driver's head was injured, and he fainted. The blood loss might have looked scary, but it was not that serious.
Su Zhinian woke up when he was sent to the hospital. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Qingchun, whose face was even worse than his own.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Su Zhinian needed seven stitches on his head. That day, after the drip, he remembered Song Qingchun was pregnant, so he wanted to leave the hospital. However, he was strongly opposed by Doctor Xia and Song Qingchun, so he had no choice but to stay at the hospital for another twenty-four hours.
On the morning of the third day, when Su Zhinian was going through the discharge procedures, so was the truck driver. The only difference was that Su Zhinian was driven home by Song Qingchun while the truck driver was picked up by the police car.
Afraid that Song Menghwa would be worried, they didn't return to the Song family but went to Su Zhinian's bungalow.
Before leaving the hospital, Su Zhinian had just taken out the drip. Due to the effects of the medicine, Su Zhinian hugged Song Qingchun and lay in bed. Soon, they both fell asleep.
Song Qingchun did not get much rest in the past two nights at the hospital. Pregnant women were prone to drowsiness, and it was springtime. Song Qingchun was mentally drained after going through such a terrifying accident. Currently, she was curled up in Su Zhinian's arms. Other than the relief of having survived the ordeal, she felt more relaxed than anything else. Listening to Su Zhinian's steady breathing, she soon drifted off to sleep.
When Song Qingchun woke up, it was already noon. Su Zhinian had one hand under her neck, one arm around her back, and the other around her waist. The drip had probably been mixed with sleeping agents because he was still in a deep sleep.
The afternoon sun in spring was bright and beautiful. It shone on the bed through the French window.
This scene reminded her of a dream. It was so beautiful that Song Qingchun did not have the heart to break it. She curled up quietly in Su Zhinian's embrace and did not move.
Most of the time, when accidents happen, it's not God giving you bad luck. Maybe God is teaching you to cherish it.
When she saw Su Zhinian fainting before her eyes, she finally understood what it meant to be completely lost.
That feeling almost made her collapse. It was not an exaggeration to say that the world was collapsing.
If possible, at the time, she really would have given everything she had to trade for Su Zhinian to wake up.
So, when he really opened his eyes, all she felt was gratitude, joy, and … appreciation.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Translator: Millman97 Editor: Millman97 Song Qingchun smiled at the sleeping Su Zhinian and snuggled deeper into his chest. In his deep sleep, he seemed to feel her approach and hugged her even tighter.
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