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I fixedly looked at Li Yunzhou, listened to his dissuasive warning, and sneered.

"Li Yunzhou, you have never felt the pain of losing a loved one, why do you persuade me to give up?"

My mind is very clear at the moment, I know what I am talking about and what I am going to do.

"Even if I put myself in danger by doing so, I will not give up. I must make Li Xing pay the price. Even if I kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred myself, I still have earned it!"

Li Yunzhou frowned deeply, still unable to understand my thoughts, and still wanted to persuade me.

But at this time, his cell phone kept ringing. I glanced at it and saw that it was Jiang Jin calling.

I snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Mr. Li should take care of his own backyard first. Let Jiang Jin smoothly add people to your Li family. Don't worry about my affairs!"

After saying this, I walked past Li Yunzhou directly.

Li Yunzhou wanted to stop me, but Jiang Jin called again and he had to answer.

Although I walked away, I still heard him hastily replied: "I'll be right there."

I laughed at myself, walked quickly to the pharmacy, took the medicine and left the hospital straight away.

I picked up the car from the garage, glanced at the photo of me, Li Xue and Xixi in the car, and my restless heart gradually calmed down.

Li Xing's methods are despicable, of course I will be careful, but I have decided to give a "big gift" to Li Xing's birthday party, and I will definitely go to attend.

Driving away from the hospital, I didn't encounter a red light all the way, which can be said to be unimpeded.

I was just rejoicing that I was lucky today, and the smile on the corner of my mouth was just raised, when I saw a student with a schoolbag and school uniform rushing over on a bicycle!

My heart suddenly tightened, and I stepped on the brake almost subconsciously, but the car still slid forward for a while due to inertia.

In the car, I also threw myself towards the steering wheel in front due to inertia. If it wasn't for the pull of the seat belt, my face would have completely hit the steering wheel at this time.

My eyes were dizzy, and when I raised my head, I found that the student in front of the car suddenly disappeared.

My heart tightened, I predicted all the bad outcomes in my mind, and I quickly pulled off my seat belt and got out of the car.

When I walked to the front of the car, I found that student was lying not far from my car, his bicycle fell on the ground, and he was also sitting on the ground with his hands covering his ankles, with a painful expression on his face.

I froze for a moment, I didn't hear the sound of impact just now, and judging from the distance, it was impossible for my speed to hit him so far.

I bent down and asked tentatively, "Little classmate, are you okay?"

The student looked up in shock, looked up at me, and shook his head helplessly.

I pointed to the traffic light behind him and explained: "I was driving normally, but you ran a red light. This incident is entirely your responsibility. I almost got injured trying to save you, but you should not have been hit by my car." Are you there?"

I looked at the boy in front of me suspiciously, and I inevitably felt a little apprehensive.

My car should have stopped in time. It stands to reason that he shouldn't have fallen down. Could it be that he touched the porcelain on purpose?

Just when I took out my phone and wanted to call the police, the boy finally spoke.

"I know, it's my fault. I was too anxious to go home, so I didn't look at the lights in front of me."

I was a little relieved, it can be seen that this child is quite honest.Besides, I have a driving recorder in my car, and I can clearly see that I didn't hit this child.

The boy said aggrievedly: "I was frightened just now. I didn't know what to do for a while, so I fell off the car."

"Then since you're fine, go home quickly. I won't hold you accountable anymore."

I was also frightened just now, but fortunately neither he nor I were injured.

I still did not forget to tell you: "In the future, don't ride so fast, and you must look at the road. Next time, someone may not be able to brake as quickly as I do."

Hearing the boy's answer, I turned around and planned to go back to the car.

But after walking a few steps, he found that the child was still sitting on the ground, showing no intention of getting up.

I frowned again and squinted at him, "What do you mean? Aren't you all right? Why don't you get up?"

The boy scratched his head and looked at me pleadingly, "Can you give me a hand? I accidentally sprained my foot when I fell down."

Hearing this answer, I was angry and funny.

She had no choice but to reach out to him, pull him up from the ground, and help him lift up the bicycle by the way.

I pushed the bicycle to his side, "Don't ride home with your appearance like this, just hail a taxi by the side of the road."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and got into the car. Before I could close the door, my clothes were grabbed by my legs.

It was that boy again.

I'm a little impatient now.

This accident was not my responsibility, but this boy has a rather relentless posture.

I tried my best to control my emotions, and with the remaining patience I asked, "What else do you want?"

The boy took out his pocket in front of me, and looked at me pitifully, "Sister, I really don't have any money on me, so I can't take a taxi home. But my foot was injured again, so I can't afford it." Way to ride, can you take me home?"

I frowned, unavoidably wary of his request.

There are a lot of deceptions on the Internet now, who knows if I will be entangled by his parents after I send him home?

After hesitating for a while, I suggested: "Well, you give me your parents' phone number, and I can call them to pick you up."

"Don't!" The boy interrupted me with a panicked look, as if there was something hard to say.

I looked at him suspiciously, "Why not? What are you afraid of?"

"My mother is not in good health. My father left my mother when I was very young. I don't know where he is. If I let my mother know that I almost had a car accident, she will be very anxious, but she has a bad heart. , the doctor said she couldn't be stimulated."

The boy lowered his head while talking, "I'm sorry sister, it's fine if it's inconvenient for you, I'm taking the liberty."

After speaking, the boy hopped on one foot, turned around, jumped to the side of his bicycle, and wanted to slowly push the bicycle back like this.

Both his narration and his behavior at the moment made my nose sore, and I couldn't help but soften my heart.

Even I'm sorry for my own doubts just now.

He is just a student, but I think his heart is so bad.

I got out of the car and shouted at his back: "Don't be brave, I'll take you back!"

The boy turned his head, looked at me with surprise, and said happily, "Thank you sister!"