  &quot;I don't know, it felt like I couldn't get the brakes on and I panicked and hit the tree.&quot; Cheng Lydia looks back on the scene before the accident and still can't figure out what caused it.
      &quot;Did you mistake the accelerator for the brakes? That's the most common mistake women make.&quot;
      Cheng Lydia shook her head, &quot;I don't know.&quot;
      &quot;Forget it, it's all in the past, let's not think about the uselessness of it.&quot;
      Cheng Lydia let out a 'hmm' and tried to turn around when the sharp pain in her leg returned and she drew in a breath as her brow knitted. You have a wound in your leg.&quot;
      &quot;Is it badly hurt?&quot; Cheng Lydia asked with both eyes, &quot;Is it going to be disabled?&quot;
      She didn't want to live the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
      &quot;It's just a displaced leg bone, it'll get better.&quot;
      

  In the afternoon, Shen Ron rushed to the hospital immediately after work.
      Cheng Lydia was asleep, and he slowed his steps, stepping gingerly into the hospital room, setting the food box on the bedside table and surveying her steadily from in front of the bed.
      Her face was pale, with puffiness, and her curled, thick eyelashes fluttered lightly, so that she had evidently not slept soundly.
      After a few flutters of her eyelashes, she opened her eyes abruptly and came to her senses.
      Cold sweat came instantly, and she looked as if she had suffered a shock, gazing in fear at Shen Ron in front of her.
      &quot;What's wrong? Not feeling well?&quot; Shen Ron asked with concern as his warm palm caressed her cheek.
      Cheng Lydia steadied her unease, swallowed, and shook her head, &quot;No, it was just a bad dream.&quot;
      &quot;Nightmares again? What did you drea

  From a distance, they could smell a pungent smell of gas and oil, and the two security guards ran forward to take a look and were instantly stunned that the car was showing signs of being ready to catch fire, and the young lady was still inside the car.
      In such a situation, the car is highly likely to explode, and no one with any sense would be foolish enough to run to the rescue.
      But right now, Shen Ron was the most irrational one when he saw the car tumbling down a small slope, the pungent gas oil was flowing out and the front of the car was smoking. The only thing he could think of was that Cheng Lydia would die if he didn't get her out of the driver's seat as soon as possible.
      &quot;Young master, you can't go!&quot; The security guard, who was calling the police, yanked Shen Ron, who was about to rush down to save him, and pulled him back, saying in an emergency, 

&quot;I don't know, it felt like I couldn't get the brakes on and I panicked and hit the tree.&quot; Cheng Lydia looks back on the scene before the accident and still can't figure out what caused it.
      &quot;Did you mistake the accelerator for the brakes? That's the most common mistake women make.&quot;
      Cheng Lydia shook her head, &quot;I don't know.&quot;
      &quot;Forget it, it's all in the past, let's not think about the uselessness of it.&quot;
      Cheng Lydia let out a 'hmm' and tried to turn around when the sharp pain in her leg returned and she drew in a breath as her brow knitted. You have a wound in your leg.&quot;
      &quot;Is it badly hurt?&quot; Cheng Lydia asked with both eyes, &quot;Is it going to be disabled?&quot;
      She didn't want to live the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
      &quot;It's just a displaced leg bone, it'll get better.&quot;
      &quot;That's good.&quot; Cheng Lydia breathed a sigh of relief.
      Shen Ron leaned over an

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