"Yes, that's right..."

Shen Xun furrowed his brows. "Do we have a car?"

Everyone fell silent.

At this time of the day, their drivers had not arrived yet.

It was An Feiran who said, "I can borrow my uncle's car. Take Yaoyao to the school gates first. I'll go look for my uncle right away!"

After speaking, he turned and ran out.

At this time, no one was in the mood to think about who his uncle was. They simply breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Xinrou held onto Song Yaoyao's shoe. "Yaoyao, put your shoes on first. Don't be scared, we are going to the hospital."

The hospital...

Song Yaoyao's eyelashes twitched and she suddenly snapped out of her daze.

She patted on Shen Xun's arm, gesturing for him to let her down. The sound of her voice made Tang Xinrou's heart break.

It was low and raspy, and it reminded her of a kitten forcing a cry from its throat.

"I'm fine..."

She sniffed as she stepped onto the ground and put on her shoes. "Let's go."

After what had just happened, Song Yaoyao's brain felt as though it was being pierced by needles. The moment she stepped on the ground, her legs felt weak.

Shen Xun stretched out his hand, but Huo Ningxi blocked him.

His lips curved as he looked into Shen Xun's eyes with his burning gaze.

Meanwhile, Tang Xinrou helped Song Yaoyao out.

Although everyone was worried about Song Yaoyao, they couldn't skip class together and go to the hospital. Besides, even if they were willing, Song Yaoyao would not allow it.

"Let's fight later," Shen Xun smirked as he looked into Huo Ningxi's eyes and raised his eyebrows. "I've never liked the look of you."

Huo Ningxi laughed, but he was not amused. "What a coincidence, I've felt the same about you."

After their exchange, the two boys left side-by-side and followed behind Song Yaoyao.

...

At the hospital.

Emergency room.

Zhou Manli had collapsed from crying. Despair was written all over her body and face as she sat on the ground, disregarding her image.

However, at a time like this, anyone that looked at her would simply feel a sense of pity.

She was a mother, and two of her children were involved in a car accident. Moreover, her only son was being resuscitated in the emergency operating theater, and his condition was unclear.

Any mother in her position would feel the same sense of despair.

"Yaoyao, who are you looking for?"

Tang Xinrou followed behind Song Yaoyao. "Listen to me. Go get a check-up first. Yaoyao..."

She tried to grab onto Song Yaoyao, but someone grabbed her wrist instead.

An Feiran looked at her silently and shook his head.

"Something must be wrong. She's smart. She knows what she's doing."

"But..." Tang Xinrou nodded her head. "Okay."

Shen Xun narrowed his eyes as his gaze fell upon the boy. All of a sudden, he sneered.

Song Yaoyao wasn't actually sure whether Song Wenchuan was in trouble; she didn't have the contact details for anyone from the Song Family, and Song Wenchuan's phone was switched off.

If she could, she would hope for none of it to be true.

That was when she spotted Zhou Manli kneeling outside the emergency theater, crying her heart out.

Song Yaoyao's lips pursed together and her eyes lowered.

The scene in her mind had come true. Song Wenchuan really...

She suddenly felt overwhelmed by sadness. Apart from Huo Yunque, Song Wenchuan was the second person who treated her nicely after she came to this world.

I've begun to treat you like my real brother. How could you...

She blinked her eyes, trying to force back her tears.

In the novel, Song Wenchuan may have already died by now, but didn't she already help him avoid it last time? This time, she could definitely do it too!

Tang Xinrou and the others did not understand what Song Yaoyao had experienced.

All they sensed was that her vibe had changed and there was a sense of determination.

Song Yaoyao clenched her fists and stepped forward...