To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

The car door opened.

Jiang Zhe crawled out from inside.

The moment Jiang Jinhuan saw Jiang Zhe, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes for the first time.

He harbored murderous intent towards Jiang Zhe.

"Jiang Zhe? Very well, you will pay the price for what you did today!"

Jiang Zhe met Jiang Jin Huan's gaze and shivered.

He immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "Why wasn't it you who died?"

……

The ambulance arrived quickly, and the police car followed.

Qin Lan was already semi-conscious when she was lifted onto the stretcher.

Her legs were covered in blood, and her trouser legs were soaked in blood, a shocking sight.

Jiang Jinhuan followed Qin Lan into the ambulance, holding her hand tightly the whole way without saying a word.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Qin Lan was wheeled into the operating room.

Jiang Jinhuan stood at the door of the operating room, leaned against the wall, and slowly slid down to sit on the floor.

He lowered his head, ran his hands through his hair, and looked as if all his energy had been drained away.

If he hadn't come to the coffee shop...

If he had left earlier...

If he had reacted quickly enough, he could have dodged it himself...

Qin Lan wouldn't get hurt.

She shielded him from it.

That impact should have landed on him.

"Sister Lan...please don't let anything happen to you..." he murmured, his voice choked with emotion.

The corridor was quiet, with only the operating room lights on, glaring and cold.

……

Upon receiving the news, Qin's parents rushed to the hospital in a frenzy.

When Qin's mother saw the red light on the door of the operating room, her legs went weak and she almost fell.

"Lanlan... my Lanlan..."

Qin's father supported his wife, his face ashen.

He walked up to Jiang Jinhuan and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Jiang Jinhuan stood up, head bowed: "It was Jiang Zhe. He hit me with his car. Sister Lan pushed me away, but got hit herself."

Qin's father's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Jiang Zhe?"

"Yes."

Qin's father took a deep breath, turned around, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Old Zhang, help me investigate something. There was a car accident in front of the XX Coffee Shop in the south of the city. The perpetrator's name is Jiang Zhe. I want him to never leave that place for the rest of his life."

After hanging up the phone, Qin's father turned around, looked at the operating room door, and remained silent.

His eyes were cold, so cold that people dared not approach him.

……

Three hours later, the operating room lights finally went out.

The doctor came out and took off his mask.

"The patient suffered severe crush injuries to both legs. We have performed surgery, and the patient is currently out of danger. However..."

The doctor's tone became serious, "The recovery of your legs still needs to be observed. If the recovery is not good, it may affect your ability to walk."

Upon hearing the words "affects walking," Qin's mother's vision went black, and she fainted.

Qin's father helped his wife up; his face was as white as paper.

Jiang Jinhuan stood to the side, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms.

It affects walking...

In other words, Qin Lan may become lame, or even unable to walk.

It's all because of him.

It's all because of him.

Jiang Jinhuan turned around and punched the wall. His knuckles were cut and blood flowed down the wall, but he felt no pain.

……

The next day, Qin Lan woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw a white ceiling and smelled disinfectant.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Jinhuan sleeping by the bedside.

His brows were furrowed, and there were still traces of tears in the corners of his eyes.

Qin Lan looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She tried to move, but the sharp pain in her leg made her gasp.

Jiang Jinhuan suddenly woke up, looked up, and saw Qin Lan with her eyes open. His eyes immediately reddened.

"Sister Lan, you're awake? How are you feeling? Are you in any pain? I'll go call the doctor..."

He was about to stand up when Qin Lan grabbed his hand.

"Don't go... I'm fine..." Her voice was soft and weak, but her eyes were calm.

"Sister Lan, I'm so sorry..." Jiang Jinhuan held her hand, his voice trembling, "It's all because of me..."

"Don't say sorry." Qin Lan shook her head, looking at him. "It was my own choice."

Jiang Jinhuan's eyes reddened even more.

He didn't understand why Qin Lan was being so good to him.

She was so good to him that she would shield him from traffic, so good that she would disregard her own life and death.

"Sister Lan, take good care of yourself and recover. I'll stay here with you." Jiang Jinhuan's voice was soft but firm.

Qin Lan looked at him, and the smile on her lips grew wider and wider.

"it is good."

……

In the days that followed, Jiang Jinhuan never left the hospital.

He handles company affairs during the day and sleeps on the sofa in his hospital room at night.

Qin Lan's legs were in casts and she couldn't move, so he helped her wipe her face, feed her, and take care of her bodily functions.

He had never done these things before, but he did them without the slightest hesitation.

Qin Lan was initially a little embarrassed and absolutely refused to let Jiang Jinhuan do it.

However, Jiang Jin Huan persisted, even to the point of being somewhat forceful.

Faced with the domineering Jiang Jinhuan, Qin Lan did not have the courage to resist; she did not want to resist him.

So gradually, I got used to it.

"Jin Huan, you don't need to come every day. Just hire a caregiver," Qin Lan said softly as she watched him peel an apple for her.

"The caregiver isn't as attentive as I am." Jiang Jinhuan didn't even look up, continuing to peel the apple.

Qin Lan smiled, her cheeks flushed, realizing she had no secrets from him anymore.

She knew that he was not only taking care of her, but also atoning for his sins.

He channeled all his guilt into meticulous care, as if only in this way could he feel a little better.

"Jin Huan, um..." Qin Lan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Jiang Zhe... how is he?"

Jiang Jinhuan paused for a moment, then continued peeling the apple.

"He's been detained. Uncle Qin has found someone to help him, so he won't be out for a while."

Jiang Jinhuan disregarded sentiment this time, and Jiang Zhe's words, "Why didn't you die?" were used as evidence and submitted.

This time, he won't show any mercy to anyone; he'll make Jiang Zhe pay the price!

This evidence is sufficient to prove that this was no longer a traffic accident, but a premeditated murder.

Car accidents and murders are completely different crimes.

He wanted to completely nail Jiang Zhe's crime to the spot and leave him no room to maneuver!

Qin Lan nodded without saying anything.

She didn't want to mention that person again.

The person who almost killed Jin Huan.

"Sister Lan, the apple is ready." Jiang Jinhuan cut the peeled apple into small pieces, stuck them on toothpicks, and handed them to her mouth.

Qin Lan opened her mouth and took a bite; it was very sweet.

"Jin Huan".

"Um?"

Will you always be with me?

Jiang Jinhuan looked at her and nodded seriously: "Yes!"

This is what he owes her!

He could never repay this debt of gratitude in his entire life!

Qin Lan smiled, a smile of peace and contentment.

She was actually somewhat grateful to Jiang Zhe, but the thought of Jiang Zhe wanting Jiang Jin Huan dead instantly vanished. "Dare to touch my Jin Huan, you deserve to die!"

Without mentioning Qin Lan's thoughts.

The sunlight streaming in through the window fell on the two of them, making the moment warm and peaceful.

She didn't know what the consequences of the car accident would be, whether her leg would recover, or what the future held.

But she knew that Jiang Jinhuan was beside her at that moment.

This is enough.

At this moment, Luo Qingyi stood at the door of the ward, holding a bouquet of lilies in her hands, but did not knock on the door for a long time.