Love You Till the End Chapter 8 Car Accident

The suffocating heat of the midsummer night pressed down. Shen Cheng, consumed by extreme frustration, sought an outlet by purchasing trick props in the city center. On her return journey, she stumbled upon a distressing scene: an elderly woman, appearing in her fifties, had narrowly avoided being struck by a vehicle, her face a mask of pale terror. Shockingly, the driver made no move to check on her. Instead, he lowered his window and unleashed a torrent of abuse, "You old bag of bones, if you want to die, don't drag me into it! What terrible luck! Ptooey!" With these vile words, he spat directly at the frightened woman.

Shen Cheng narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing the driver's countenance. His bulging cheeks, greasy skin, and disproportionate features immediately marked him as someone unsavory. A closer inspection of his vehicle revealed it to be worth approximately three hundred thousand yuan.

The old woman, after enduring the verbal assault, sighed repeatedly, lamenting, "Why are young people so rude these days..." These words only seemed to further inflame the portly driver with the large ears. He retorted with increased fury, "Why are you, an old hag, so naggy? Just get out of the way, or don't blame me if I hit you later!" As his threat hung in the air, the car accelerated with a thunderous roar and sped away.

Fortunately, the old woman had managed to step aside, narrowly escaping severe injury or even death. As the car vanished into the distance, a sharp glint appeared in Shen Cheng's eyes. In an instant, with the vehicle approximately fifty-five meters away, Shen Cheng suddenly darted into its path.

Screeech—

The ear-splitting shriek of brakes rent the night air, finally bringing the car to a jarring halt. Shen Cheng cried out and collapsed onto the asphalt.

The driver, moments before so arrogant and abusive, found his composure shattered. He stared, dumbfounded, at the spectacle before him, cold sweat beading on his face and his grip on the steering wheel trembling uncontrollably. Seeing that no one was moving on the ground after a considerable time, he reluctantly exited the car, his body wracked with fear...

He should not have exited the vehicle—once he did, he was utterly stunned. Because the scene that greeted him was terrifying... A woman, adorned in flashy attire, lay sprawled in a pool of blood, the crimson liquid continuously oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"Are you, are you... okay..." His voice quivered, his stout body shaking so violently that he could barely hear himself speak. Drenched from head to toe in blood, Shen Cheng gazed at him with wide, unblinking eyes, painfully lifting a hand. "Help... help me..." As she uttered these words, she expelled a fresh gush of blood with a soft 'puff,' and the hand she had raised weakly dropped.

Anyone witnessing such a grim tableau would assume the victim was beyond saving, let alone the driver who had become entangled in the incident! He shuddered, averting his gaze, and frantically fumbled for his phone to call for assistance. However, due to his extreme trembling, his phone slipped from his grasp and tumbled into the pool of blood below. He stood there, staring blankly, bewildered at his phone, now an unrecognizable mess...

Shen Cheng lay on the ground, barely clinging to life, blood still flowing from her mouth, and the driver could bear it no longer. Panic seizing him, he rushed back to his car, grabbed his ID, driver's license, cash, and all other valuables, and flung them onto the ground before Shen Cheng. "You, you... I'll drive to get an ambulance! Wait, it'll be quick..." He stammered through the sentence, hastily returned to his car, and sped off towards the downtown area.

Only after the car had completely disappeared from view did Shen Cheng, still lying in the blood, smirk and roll her eyes dramatically.