Chapter 69: The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng

 **Chapter 69: Even with a Burnt Brain, You Remembered**

Let you go crazy! The guy in the other car complained bitterly, "Damn, a woman is driving! I won't let you off—ahhh!" Unexpectedly, the beat-up car was quite insane. It rammed into him, sending his car flying. Fortunately, there was a guardrail, or it would have been a disaster. The rear part of his car was crushed, while the beaten-up car continued to speed away and disappeared from his sight. The person in the car angrily pounded the steering wheel, spat, and then made a phone call. "Find out the owner of this license plate for me. She's too crazy, hit my car and dared to run!" The person in the car, in a desperate rage, added, "Once we find her, make her pay with her life!" "Sungo, I can't find any information on this plate," the person on the other end said with confusion. "Are you useless? Can't even find information on a license plate?!" Sun Bailong cursed, "Even if it's a fake plate, find it for me!" "Sungo, do we really need to go through this process? It will be resolved later if we do." "Do you want me to appear in the news? I don't want to lose face at the New Year's racing event! Find a way to figure it out for me!" The person on the other end pulled up the surveillance footage of this section of the road, zoomed in on the image. The car was moving too fast, and it took a long time to lock onto a blurry image. The footage was slowed down until the moment of the collision between the two cars. The car owner was identified. It was an expressionless, delicate beauty, the dominator of the racing scene in the Imperial City! Although her driving skills weren't outstanding, she was extremely dominant in the Imperial City due to her status and influence. Identifying her face made it easy to find her identity. "Sungo, this woman still has some discussion heat online," the person reported. Sun Bailong had already switched to another car, and his damaged car was towed away. After listening to the report on the phone, he hung up. She dared to hit my car, and now she's trying to run?! ... Jiang Chenchen took Sheng Mingsi to the hospital. She knew that the collision on the road was purely the other person's fault. Despite her urgency, that person still wanted to create trouble, so she had no choice but to knock him over. Fortunately, the doctor checked Sheng Mingsi's fever, and it had decreased somewhat. After confirming that he had taken fever-reducing medicine, the doctor nodded. "Since you've come to the hospital, stay here for observation overnight." After arranging a hospital room and with doctors and nurses present, Jiang Chenchen felt relieved. Wu Bi and the two bodyguards rushed over, wanting to transfer Sheng Mingsi to another hospital, but Jiang Chenchen stopped them. Going back and forth would affect his condition in such cold weather. Wu Bi felt that Sheng Mingsi had never stayed in such an ordinary hospital room. Even if they didn't transfer, they should at least move to a more prestigious ward. Jiang Chenchen firmly opposed it. Sheng Mingsi had finally fallen asleep in this hospital bed; she wouldn't let anyone take him away. After a brief contemplation, Wu Bi gave up the struggle. This girl was different to Sheng Mingsi, and it was better not to offend her. The three of them waited outside the door. Jiang Chenchen guarded Sheng Mingsi's bedside, supporting her head and dozing off. It wasn't until after one in the morning that she remembered his birthday had passed, and he had experienced such a terrible day. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "I'm sorry. I hope you'll have a healthy and happy birthday next year." ... When Jiang Chenchen woke up, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. Pushing aside the blanket, she saw that Sheng Mingsi was already up. He was neatly dressed, and his complexion looked much better, no longer as pale and weak. At the door of the ward, he was in conversation with a doctor, speaking softly as if afraid of disturbing her. "Ah... Mr. Sheng!" Jiang Chenchen got out of bed and walked over to him, casually reaching out to touch his forehead, then touching her own. "Uh, no fever," Sheng Mingsi said. Jiang Chenchen: "..." Recalling what the doctor had said and the situation of her rushing him to the hospital alone, she felt a mix of urgency and relief, handling it correctly. However, the scene of her helping him cool down from the fever last night, with his brain almost fried, still lingered in his memory. His ears irritatingly turned red. "Mr. Sheng?" Jiang Chenchen called him in front of others, seeing no response, she called again. Sheng Mingsi suppressed his thoughts, maintaining his usual cold demeanor. His voice remained hoarse, "It's okay." The doctor, sensing the situation, nodded discreetly at him and then left. "Let's go home," Sheng Mingsi looked down at the person in front of him. "Don't think about anything. Go back and rest." "Are you really okay?" Jiang Chenchen was still worried. Sheng Mingsi's eyes were deep. Although the fever was gone, the nightmare etched in his memory couldn't be erased. He casually replied, "I'm fine." On the way back, Wu Bi was driving in front, and Sheng Mingsi lazily leaned against the back seat. Suddenly, he remembered something. "Was there a collision?" "Huh?" Wu Bi looked at Sheng Mingsi through the rearview mirror, realizing he was asking Jiang Chenchen. Recalling the situation on the road last night, Jiang Chenchen said, "That person intentionally blocked the road, so there was a collision." Sheng Mingsi continued lazily, "Although the car isn't expensive, it's a huge sum for someone as poor as you." "But he caused the collision... Do I have to compensate for this?" Jiang Chenchen thought of the money, and her head almost went bald. She had restrained her impulsive actions in urgent situations, but she couldn't hold back last night. "Last night, you did it for me. Naturally, I won't let you pay," Sheng Mingsi said. He looked at her with a side glance and added, "This thing about not having a driver's license, even in an emergency, you can't do it like this." Wu Bi and the assistant, along with several bodyguards, couldn't take on such a dangerous task. Jiang Chenchen nodded, admitting her mistake. However, she felt that she might encounter situations like driving in the future, so she needed to figure out a way to get a driver's license. After consulting online, the price was several thousand yuan. She couldn't use the money in Sheng Mingsi's card, but she had the income from participating in the variety show, a considerable sum. After considering various factors, she chose a driving school under the comprehensive consideration of Xia Changli. This happened three days after Sheng Mingsi completely recovered. On that day, after returning home, she had a good sleep, woke up in the evening to eat, and found a strawberry mousse cake on the dining table. Underneath it was a card that said, "I'm sorry." There was no signature, but it could only be Sheng Mingsi. He was apologizing for overturning the cake she had made with so much effort. But did he buy this? Jiang Chenchen picked up a small spoon and took a bite. It was very sweet, and the sense of grievance from the overturned cake disappeared. Why did she hate such a delicious cake so much? She couldn't figure it out. After Sheng Mingsi recovered, he immersed himself in work again. Jiang Chenchen, in addition to studying, left time to review questions for the first subject of the driving test. On the morning she applied for the driving school, she was blocked on the road.  

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