"Are... Are you alright?" the woman exclaimed in concern.
Shen You'an slowly straightened up, a layer of cold sweat forming on her forehead.
The driver rushed out of the car, first glaring resentfully at the woman, then scolding her with a sharp tongue: "Do you even watch where you're walking? Crossing the road like that without looking—are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
The woman's face turned a few shades paler. She bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry..."
Seeing how pitiful she looked, the driver decided not to argue further and turned to Shen You'an, asking with some concern, "Let me take you to the hospital. Hey, there's one just nearby—makes things easier. You're a good person, risking yourself to save this woman. Don't worry, I'll cover the medical expenses."
The man thumped his chest confidently.
Shen You'an shook her head. "I'm fine. You can leave."
The man hesitated. "Are you really okay?"
"You weren't at fault either. Go ahead."
