The president is committing suicide

The driver's heart almost fell into an ice cellar. He had no intention of paying attention to the other driver's activities. It was the onlookers who called the police first.

"Ma'am, how are you?"

Ding Jiaying sat in the back seat in a daze, not saying a word. She wanted to be unable to hear the voices of the people around her or see anything.

The driver pulled the back seat door frantically, but the left door didn't open, so he pulled the right door.

After opening the door, the driver did not dare to reach out to Lin Jiaying, but continued to call out: "Madam, it is not safe in the car now, let's get off."

"Okay." Ding Jiaying finally spoke.

The driver's heart, which had been in his throat, finally relaxed a little: "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

Ding Jiaying slowly moved her body and found that her back hurt when she moved it. "It's okay, I just feel a little chest tightness and dizziness."

The damage to the other vehicle was quite serious, while the damage to this car was only to the driver's door and glass, and there was some blood on the steering wheel.

Only then did Ding Jiaying see that the driver had an injury on his head, with blood flowing down his cheek.

"You're hurt." She pointed to the dripping blood.

The driver used a handkerchief to stop the bleeding and politely asked Ding Jiaying to step aside: "Madam, please wait aside. We will have a driver to take you to the hospital for examination soon. I will take care of things here."

"How can this be? You are also injured, you should go get treated first." They are all injured, why distinguish between customers?

"It's okay. This minor injury is nothing. I see the driver of the other vehicle hasn't come out yet. He must be stuck. I'll go take a look first."

The driver has a good heart.

Ding Jiaying also went over to see, and found a little girl leaning on the steering wheel. It seemed that the force of the collision was too great and she had fainted.

The driver knocked on the car window: "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"

After a while, the person inside slowly raised his head, his eyes were dazed and took a few seconds to focus.

Ding Jiaying felt that the person in front of her looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

He and the driver worked together to rescue the people from the car.

Shen Cong has never trusted outside hospitals and always feels most at ease in his own hospital.

When she met Dr. Liu again, he prescribed a full set of examinations for her with a serious look on his face.

"That's a bit much. I might just have a soft tissue contusion."

"You don't have the final say. Someone will want to see the test report later." Doctor Liu hesitated.

"Who wants to see it?" Ding Jiaying asked.

"Go quickly, it's almost time to check over there."

"Ok."

In fact, President Shen’s wife can check at any time she wants, but if she doesn’t say so, Miss Ding won’t check.

Miss Ding will go crazy if she doesn't check on Mr. Shen.

The one who made Mr. Shen crazy was Dr. Liu.

For the sake of Dr. Liu's own physical and mental health, he had no choice but to let Miss Ding run.

The little girl's injuries were not serious, just some blood on her forehead and a sprained foot.

When someone came to the house, the injuries had already been treated.

Ding Jiaying was afraid that the little girl would be scared to be alone, so she accompanied her and waited for her parents to come.

"Miss, are you okay? It was you who caused our lady to be injured? Let me tell you, our lady is as precious as gold and jade, you just wait..." Who knew that the man would pounce on Ding Jiaying and start to attack her.

When the little girl saw someone coming, she didn't explain that she had run a red light. She just kept crying with tears in her eyes and red and swollen eyes.

Before they had said a few words, another person came, and this person was even more familiar to Ding Jiaying.

"Ding Jiaying, why are you here again? Are you haunting me?"

Ding Jiaying also wanted to say this: "Ding Jiayin, what are you doing here?"

"Doctor, how is she?" Ding Jiayin was too lazy to answer Ding Jiaying's question and turned to ask the doctor.

The doctor's patience was almost exhausted in comforting an emotionally unstable patient: "It's nothing serious. The skin injuries have been treated. There is a little soft tissue contusion. The patient complained of a head impact, but the X-ray showed no abnormalities. It is recommended that she go home and observe. Soothe her emotions. Crying too much will make the headache worse."

Although the little girl cried even louder, Ding Jiaying just wanted to laugh.

Ding Jiayin put on a noble and stinky face: "You are a doctor, how can you say so lightly that the patient's condition is not serious. There is blood on her collar, and she is crying so sadly, there must be other problems. How can she go home and rest so easily? Who is the culprit in this hospital?"

The person who came earlier became even more arrogant: "That's right. Miss is right, we should go back to Xingren Hospital for another checkup immediately."

All eyes were focused on the little girl whose skin wound would heal slightly later.

She curled her lips and said three words: "Auntie Zhang, it hurts..."

Ding Jiaying was truly amazed, and then the master and servant showed deep affection and care for each other.

When she thought of her driver going to the doctor alone to get stitches, she felt that there was no fairness in this world.

"You must give us an explanation!" Ding Jiayin obviously stood on the side of the little girl.

Ding Jiaying smiled and said, "Just get it straight. This little girl is the one who was at fault. She ran the red light."

"Don't slander me. Our Xiao Zheng has always been well-behaved, sensible and law-abiding. How could she run a red light in a busy city? Don't think that you can have the final say on everything just because we are in your territory. I think there is something else behind this injury assessment." Ding Jiayin stepped forward to comfort the little girl, and Ding Jiaying realized that the person in front of her was Xiao Yunzheng, Xiao Yinyin's niece.

No wonder Ding Jiayin was so anxious to protect him.

Ding Jiaying rolled her eyes and said, "Of course there is something else going on."

"I told you there was something fishy going on!" Ding Jiayin was so upset that night that she kept thinking about finding a chance to get back at him.

"We also have a driver who was injured, and his injury is quite serious and he may be disfigured. I originally thought that the little girl was so scared that she kept crying because she had no money and borrowed the car to go out and couldn't afford the compensation. I originally planned to take her home and educate her properly after her family came. But I didn't expect that she turned out to be the only daughter of the Xiao Group. That's great."

"What? Are you trying to extort money?" Aunt Zhang frowned.

Since she decided not to be bullied or waste time, Ding Jiaying didn't want to pamper anyone: "The eldest daughter of the Xiao Group has always been brave enough to take responsibility. She definitely doesn't want us to sue her based on the police's demarcation of responsibility, right? If it goes to court, it's hard to say what will happen if such a small matter gets to the media..."

Seeing the three of them look different, Ding Jiaying continued, "Ms. Xiao is crying and can't speak. She may not have recovered yet. But it's not appropriate to ask a housekeeper to be a guardian. I remember that Miss Xiao is an adult. Otherwise, how did she get her driver's license?"

"What do you want, Miss Ding? After all, our two families are relatives. It's not worth it to make such a fuss." Aunt Zhang spoke reluctantly, her voice softening.

Ding Jiaying smiled slightly, her eyes were bright: "Since Butler Zhang knows the relationship between our two families, he was not polite right away. What's the point of saying this now? Since Miss Ding is here, just call me Madam Shen."