SFS Chapter 102: Did he bump into someone again?
Chapter 102: Did he bump into someone again?
The school bell rang on time the next afternoon.
The seven children finished their day of school as usual.
At this moment, Qibao happily packed his schoolbag, ready to go to the dance center to learn dance.
As always, the housekeeper sent a private car over.
Qibao skipped and hopped toward the car.
She used to always take this car to the dance center alone.
But these past two days, Liu Bao has had a strange sense of unease, as if something bad is about to happen.
He frowned and said to Qibao, "Qibao, I'll take you there."
However, just then, Da Bao walked over.
He shouted, "Liu Bao, come here quickly! We're going to be late for fencing class!"
Liu Bao then slapped his forehead, realizing that he had extracurricular classes and couldn't possibly take Qi Bao there.
As he followed Da Bao, he said worriedly, "Da Bao, I always feel that Qi Bao is not very safe. I'm really a little worried about her."
Da Bao comforted him, "Don't overthink it. The drivers are all carefully selected by the Tan family, so there won't be any problems."
Qibao overheard their conversation and said with a smile, "Brothers, don't worry, I'll be fine. The driver is very reliable."
After saying that, she got into the car.
The car drove smoothly on the road, the driver focused on driving and kept his eyes on the road ahead.
Suddenly, a dark figure rushed out from the roadside without warning.
The driver was terrified and slammed on the brakes.
The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground, and the entire vehicle shook violently.
The car was filled with the smell of burning rubber.
Qibao, sitting in the back row, was caught off guard and propelled forward by inertia, causing the Barbie doll in his hand to slip from his grasp.
She herself slammed hard against the back of the front seat, her head hitting the edge of the seat.
A sharp pain shot through her, and tears instantly blurred her vision.
The driver was deathly pale, his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
His heart was pounding, and his mind was a complete mess.
I accidentally ran over a cat yesterday morning, and now I've bumped into a person. What's going on?
The Tan family's drivers are all rigorously selected, each with decades of driving experience, and are always cautious and careful.
How could such serious accidents happen in just a few days?
Qibao covered his head, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.
She looked at the driver, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "Uncle, what happened again? You just ran over the kitten yesterday, and today..."
The driver looked bewildered and remorseful.
His lips trembled; he didn't know how to answer Qibao.
The driver tried to calm himself down.
He unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and stepped out of the car, his legs feeling a little weak.
His eyes were filled with tension and fear, and he took each step with great difficulty.
When he reached the front of the car, he saw a person lying on the ground with a large pool of blood around him.
The driver's heart sank. He quickly knelt down and asked anxiously, "Are you alright? Can you hear me?"
Zhao Er lay on the ground, his face deathly pale, weakly groaning, "My... my leg... it feels like it's broken, it hurts so much..."
The driver looked guilty: "I'm sorry, I... I don't know what happened, you just suddenly rushed out."
Zhao Er frowned and said weakly, "I... I didn't mean to. I was walking on the side of the road when I suddenly felt someone push me..."
The driver frowned and looked around: "Did someone push you? Did you see who it was?"
Zhao Er shook his head: "No... I didn't see it clearly, it was too fast."
The driver gritted his teeth, his unease growing stronger.
He stood up and looked around again, but still found nothing unusual.
Just then, Zhao Da Kuang emerged from the shadows by the roadside like a ghost.
He glanced at Zhao Er lying on the ground, a slight smile playing on his lips, and thought to himself, "This kid, he's actually doing a pretty good job of acting."
In fact, all of this was part of his plan to get closer to Qibao.
He strode aggressively toward the driver.
Every step he took carried a chilling sense of oppression.
He stopped in front of the driver, staring intently at him.
Those eyes were like two cold, sharp blades, as if they could see right through the driver.
"How do you drive?" Zhao Da roared angrily.
The sound was like a thunderclap, making the driver's ears ring.
"Look what you've done! If anything happens to my brother, I will never let you off the hook!" Zhao Da Kuang's face was contorted with rage, and the veins on his neck bulged.
His fists were clenched, as if he was about to strike the driver at any moment.
The driver was so frightened that he slumped into the driver's seat, his body trembling uncontrollably, his lips quivering: "I... I don't know what happened, he just suddenly rushed out..."
Zhao Da Kuang ignored his explanation and continued to shout, "What are you all standing there for? Get him to the hospital right now!"
Qibao sat in the back row, his eyes full of vigilance.
She looked at the strange and fierce man in front of her and was terrified.
She said to the driver, "Uncle, I want to go home. I don't want to go with strangers."
The driver turned around and looked at Qibao with a troubled expression: "Miss Qibao, we hit someone."
He might die if we don't take him to the hospital; that won't do.
Qibao looked through the car window and saw the bloodstains on Zhao Er's body. Her little face turned pale with fright.
She bit her lip and hesitated for a moment.
Finally, he nodded: "Then... let's take him to the hospital."
The atmosphere inside the car was so tense it was suffocating, as if the air itself had frozen.
Qibao leaned tightly against the seat, his body trembling slightly.
Her eyes were fixed on Zhao Da Kuang and Zhao Er, and she dared not let her guard down for a moment.
Her small hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, and her heartbeat was exceptionally clear in the quiet car.
Each heartbeat felt like a pounding on her tense nerves.
Zhao Er kept his eyes closed and remained motionless, as if he had truly fainted.
Zhao Da Kuang noticed Qi Bao's gaze and tried his best to conceal his fierce appearance.
He forced a smile, trying to put Qibao at ease, and even started chatting with Qibao.
Zhao Da Kuang sat in the passenger seat, glancing at the rearview mirror every now and then to observe Qi Bao's movements.
He tried to soften his expression and said to Qibao, "Little girl, don't be afraid. We're just going to the hospital to get my brother treated."
Qibao didn't speak, but just looked at him warily.
Zhao Dakuang laughed and said, "You're so beautiful, like a little angel."
Qibao blinked and replied softly, "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle."
Zhao Da Kuang then asked, "You like playing with dolls? You seemed to be having a lot of fun just now."
Qibao nodded: "I like it! My Barbie doll is so much fun."