“Bang, bang”—with two loud thuds, Qin Xue was struck by a speeding BMW, sent flying into the air, and then crashed onto the ground.
At the moment she hit the ground, Qin Xue seemed to see her deceased mother. She missed her so, so much.
Originally, she had planned to go out for a meal with her best friend today and then sing at KTV. Who would have thought that right after getting off work at the hospital, while crossing the street, she would be hit by someone running a red light? Maybe this was fate.
Amid the shocked cries around her, she heard someone calling 110, and others calling 120 for emergency help.
Qin Xue saw blood all over the ground. She felt colder and colder, until she slipped into darkness. So she didn’t see the jade pendant around her neck flash with a burst of light in the blood before fading away.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Xue woke up from the pain. When she opened her eyes, a wave of dizziness mixed with pain came from her head.
“Hiss”—she let out a pained cry and couldn’t help but close her eyes again. When she opened them once more, all she saw above her was a stretch of white.
Her nose caught the smell of disinfectant. This should be a hospital, right?
Turning her head, she saw no one. Ever since her mother passed away when she was five, her father remarried. Her stepmother came with a younger sister, and later gave birth to a younger brother with her father. She had completely become an outsider.
Qin Xue had always lived with her grandparents. It wasn’t until they grew old and she got into university that she returned to that home. Aside from the monthly living expenses her father gave her, she never really fit in there.
But Qin Xue had a cheerful and gentle personality, just like her late mother. Her grandmother would always say, “Our Xue’er is the most beautiful and gentle girl in this world!”
Her grandfather would often tidy his herbs nearby, smiling warmly as he watched the grandmother and granddaughter.
Qin Xue missed her grandparents. Once her injuries healed, she would take a few days off to go back and visit them.
Just as Qin Xue was lost in her thoughts, someone came in. She looked over and saw a woman about thirty-one or thirty-two years old, wearing a half-worn floral shirt.
She was also wearing a somewhat old pair of black pants and black leather shoes that had clearly been worn for quite some time—the toes were already scuffed.
In her hand, the woman carried an old-fashioned red thermos from the 1980s, printed with peony flowers and a large red “double happiness” character in the center. (She knew it was from the 1980s because her grandparents had one like this when she was young—these thermoses were often part of a bride’s dowry.) This one, however, looked quite old.
Wait… what era is this? Why are there still such outdated items and such unfashionable floral clothes and pants?
Qin Xue turned her head to look at the ceiling and noticed that even the ceiling paint was peeling off in patches.
Fang Hong walked in and saw Qin Xue glance at her before turning away. She quickly stepped forward and placed the thermos on the ground. “Qin Xue, you’re awake. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? If you do, tell me—I’ll go call the doctor!”
“Hm? Excuse me, who are you? Are you talking to me?” Qin Xue asked, looking at the woman in confusion.
Fang Hong froze at Qin Xue’s puzzled expression. “Of course I’m talking to you! Qin Xue, are you alright?
I’m your sister-in-law Fang Hong! Don’t you recognize me? Could it be that you hit your head too hard? Wait here—I’ll go get the doctor!” With that, she hurriedly ran out.
Not long after, footsteps sounded from outside. The doctor who came in was wearing a military cap and uniform, with a white coat over it—a standard military doctor’s attire. Is this a military hospital?
“Doctor Chen, please take a look at Qin Xue. Why doesn’t she recognize me?” Fang Hong said as she walked alongside him.
Chen Hao adjusted his glasses, then reached out to touch the bump on the back of Qin Xue’s head.
“Hiss—so painful!” It turned out the headache was due to an injury at the back of her head. No wonder it hurt so much.
Banxia Novel, more happiness
