The food delivery industry is inherently a high-risk industry, and excessive traffic participation greatly increases the risks for those working in it.

What Lu Yuan never expected was that this classic scene would unfold in such a dramatic way.

A dead electric scooter, an out-of-control SUV, a broken arm, and him lying on the emergency room table saying "Long time no see" to the doctor.

The last time it was my right arm that was fractured, this time it's my left arm.

How can this not be considered a fulfilling life?

So after Lu Yuan woke up from surgery, he didn't show much discomfort and even started teasing the little boy in the same ward who had accidentally broken his arm.

"Don't cry, you'll become Astro Boy after losing your arm."

"Big brother, what is Astro Boy?"

"Animated films."

"Big brother, I haven't seen this cartoon before."

"So what do you watch on TV?"

"Big brother, I don't want to watch TV."

While chatting and laughing, Lu Yuan retrieved the lollipop he had just given away from the child's bedside table.

Who are you referring to as an old man by all this indirect reference?

Lu Yuan has a good attitude.

But Shang Qingya's mindset was not so pleasant.

"Lu Yuan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you run a food delivery business in the first place..."

"He's the one who should apologize!"

Lu Yuan pointed to the driver at the door, who was carrying two boxes of milk and looked apologetic.

Fortunately this time, the driver who caused the accident was sincere in admitting his mistake and had money.

"Young man, don't worry about compensation for lost wages and medical expenses. I'm really sorry, the car went out of control."

Life is bound to have its ups and downs.

There's nothing you can do when unexpected events come knocking.

Lu Yuan nodded without saying anything, but turned to look at Shang Qingya and said:

"See? It's his fault."

"I know."

Shang Qingya nodded and stopped crying.

"Lu Yuan, can you please stop driving the night shift?"

"It was just an accident."

"But this kind of accident has already happened twice."

"There's a guy in Germany named Benedet who's been through over two hundred accidents in his life. Falls, car crashes, cars crashing into barbershops—those are all minor things to him. He's even been buried by a garbage truck once."

Lu Yuan's intention in saying this was, of course, to advise Shang Qingya to relax.

After all, there's really nothing you can do about Shang Qingya's personality except to persuade her.

Two sides of the same coin.

If someone can refute everything and obey without question, then you can't expect them to be absolutely rational when something happens.

"Okay, I understand."

Shang Qingya nodded.

I got up and went downstairs to buy food.

She needs to take this opportunity to adjust her emotions.

But just as she stepped out of the ward, she brushed past a woman.

It's astonishing that a stranger could catch Shang Qingya's attention and even make her stop and watch.

She must have some extraordinary qualities.

Besides the woman's alluring appearance, Shang Qingya also noticed that she had a large bust.

Amazing.

"Perhaps he's a relative of the patient in the next bed."

Shang Qingya didn't think too much about it and went downstairs.

...

Hospitals, like police stations, are truly magical places.

Going to the police station allows you to meet many extraordinary people that are rarely seen in daily life.

Go to the hospital, and you'll see how fragile life is.

The elevators in the inpatient department are too busy, as many patients need to be wheeled in on beds.

So Shang Qingya simply took the stairs; it was on the third floor, not very high.

During her short descent down three floors, she heard crying, screams of pain, and sobs many times.

She witnessed it herself.

ENT conditions that I'd never even heard of before were causing the wards to be so full that it was impossible to find a bed.

As she reached the entrance on the first floor, she made way for a patient being wheeled out on a gurney.

With a white sheet covering his face, the patient had clearly passed away.

She listened as the family members pushing the gurney said, "He had a motorcycle accident last night and couldn't be saved."

Shang Qingya roughly understood; it was probably a young man speeding on a motorcycle.

It wasn't a food delivery person, but it easily made her think of food delivery.

What if next time, the distance is too far and they can't save him?

Shang Qingya stood there dumbfounded, completely bewildered, so lost in thought that she couldn't even walk properly.

Because her mind was uncontrollably conjuring up catastrophic scenarios.

The so-called catastrophic scenario is actually a thinking habit; many people subconsciously think about the worst possible outcome when considering things.

Catastrophic scenarios are imagining the worst possible outcome of a situation.

This is an extremely common phenomenon, as East Asian families often use a form of education that involves hardship and a "don't listen to the elders" approach.

This means that in the early education process, children do not hear about the correct way to do something or the wonderful aspects of the experience before they do it.

Rather, it was the serious consequences of this incident.

For example, when you were a child and went out to play with your friends, you would often not hear "Have fun" or "It's fun to pick the willow branches by the big tree," but rather "Don't hurt your leg" and related things like "A broken leg will affect your schooling."

Just like when Shang Qingya mentioned electric bikes to her father, parents were generally unwilling to admit that they "didn't want to."

So what Shang Yan said at the time was: "Don't ride it. I saw a girl get hit and killed on her bike a few days ago."

Shang Yan simply doesn't want to pay this money, but he will absolutely never admit it.

Parents have their own perspective, and perhaps they will understand and empathize with them when they grow up.

Objectively speaking, this form of education can become a trigger for "catastrophic thinking," which can lead to a person, even when they grow up, not thinking about the experience that an action will bring before taking it.

Instead, we should first consider whether the most catastrophic outcome is acceptable.

If Lu Yuan really dies, can Shang Qingya accept it?

She can't.

She could no longer bear any form of separation.

"Excuse me, could you let me through?"

When she heard someone behind her say "Excuse me," Shang Qingya snapped out of her daze.

In a daze, I shifted my body.

She shook her head, dismissing the thoughts from her mind and burying the matter deep inside.

He walked straight out of the inpatient department and headed towards the door.

And the moment she walked out of the inpatient department, crossed the parking lot, and entered the cafeteria.

Inside a black car in the parking lot, a driver picked up a walkie-talkie and whispered:

"Miss, it's confirmed, it's Shang Qingya."

"I didn't give you any photos, how did you confirm it?"

"I watched her live stream. She didn't use any beauty filters during her live stream, and she looks the same online and offline."

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