<h4>Chapter 1293: Chapter 1306</h4>


    He rudely tapped on the car window, apanied by a "Get out!"


    Han Wanwan frowned, didn’t move, just lowered the car window, and asked coldly, "What’s the matter?"


    He propped one hand on the car roof, leaning slightly forward. Despite the smile on his lips, it didn’t reach his eyes, unable to hide the anger.


    "What’s the matter...? Miss, you sure ask this casually. Did you buy your driver’s license? Stopping at a green light, are you tired of living and looking to die?!"


    Han Wanwan frowned even more deeply. The irritation she had been deliberately suppressing was easily reignited by his words, and she rudely shouted back, "Are you a cucumber? Move aside!"


    A cucumber?!


    This girl actually cursed him out!


    "Who are you calling out?" the man said, mming the car roof sharply.


    "Whoever responds, that’s who!" Han Wanwan refused to back down. If her leg weren’t trapped, she would’ve gotten out to argue with him. "Sir, take a good look, whose fault is it really?"


    The meaning was clear: I’m in front, you rear-ended me!


    And he still thought he could ckmail her!


    In his dreams!


    "You!" For a moment, the man’s face reddened with anger. He’d just argued with his parents at home, thought he’de out for some fresh air, and unexpectedly ran into such bad luck! If her car hadn’t abruptly stopped after speeding away, how could he have rear-ended her!


    He nced at her ck uniform, which was very conservative, understood, and mocked, "Miss, you don’t have a boyfriend, do you? Tsk tsk, with such a bad temper and sharp tongue, what man could stand you?"


    Han Wanwan listened to his words and for the first time really looked at him. Under the sunlight, his brown hair appearedyered, his bangs tilted, long and deep eyes with a sharp and unruly gaze under sword-like brows. Underneath the high bridge of his nose, his thin lips were pressed tightly in anger. Despite wearing casual clothes, you could still tell he had a good figure.


    It’s just that...


    Han Wanwan nced up and down, removed the sunsses that shielded her bright eyes, and replied, "Sir, when your mom gave birth to you, did she throw out the person and raise the centa instead?!"


    When she took off her sunsses, revealing eyes as clear as a sunny autumn sky, the man was momentarily stunned. He considered himself well-traveled but had never seen such pure, immacte eyes. For just a moment, he withdrew his surprise. The next second, he chuckled with an attractive arch in his lips, adding a hint of roguishness, teasing, "Wow, I didn’t realize, quite the beauty, but why does such an enticing mouth say such harsh words?"


    He pointed at the rear of the car, "Look, look, such a long skid mark on the ground, Miss, even if you’re in a hurry to reincarnate, you can’t just drag someone else along."


    Han Wanwan red at him with almond-shaped eyes, twisted her body to face him, and the sudden pain in her leg made her face turn pale, sharply inhaling a breath of cold air.


    She paused momentarily, pointed a finger at the man’s face. Her slender fingers looked exceptionally fair under the sunlight, the kind of unhealthy whiteness that made him frown slightly.


    "Calling you names is just the beginning! Just wait until the police arrive and see what you say!"


    "I say, are you really scared? Always hiding in the car, acting like a coward. Don’t worry, I won’t ckmail you. Just pay ording to the market rate, you rustic steamed bun."


    "You!" This guy actually called her a bun! And rustic!


    Han Wanwan had barely shouted "You," when everything went ck before her eyes and she fainted onto the steering wheel.


    ...


    Han Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, a white ceiling, white walls, white bedsheets...


    And someone in a white coat standing by her bed...


    It was him! Chu Ge?!


    "Where am I?" Han Wanwan asked. She tried to sit up, but the pain in her leg caused her to fall back onto the bed.


    "The hospital."


    The man flipped through the medical records as he spoke, his tone filled with resentment, as if speaking one more word to her would bring him three years of bad luck.


    Just now, Han Wanwan saw the white coat he was wearing and couldn’t help butment.


    "Looks human, but such poor character, and yet still a doctor! Truly a patient’s misfortune!"


    Han Wanwan muttered to herself, he must be a quack!


    "What did you say?" Chu Ge was looking at his records, not quite hearing what she said.


    Actually, Chu Ge hadn’t wanted toe today, but Yuwen Kangli had insisted hee to treat Han Wanwan. He had no choice; ever since he helped Yuwen Kangli start the path of cultivation, he had been like a sticky ster.


    "Nothing," Han Wanwan sniffled and asked, "How do you n topensate?"


    Compensate?


    Chu Ge gave her a sidelong nce, coughed, and said, "I wasn’t the one who hit you, why should Ipensate? But I can tell you graciously, that person has already called the police, and they’ll be here soon to handle it."


    "..." Han Wanwan asked, "Where is that person?"


    Called the police? He thought that after calling the police it was none of his business?


    "Gone."


    Chu Ge said indifferently. "Don’t worry, your leg isn’t crippled."


    As the two remained at an impasse, the door to the ward opened, and a young nurse handed a golden card to Chu Ge, saying softly, "Dr. Chu, that person’s card... has no funds."


    Chu Ge paused, frowned at her, then took out a ck card from his wallet and said, "Use this one."


    He spoke, putting the golden card into his wallet as an afterthought.


    Han Wanwan coldly nced at him, "That person wouldn’t be your friend, would they?"


    "Why do you ask?"


    "Otherwise, why would you pay my medical expenses?"


    After a while, the young nurse awkwardly approached Chu Ge, forced a smile, and said, "Dr. Ou, this one doesn’t work either."


    "..." Chu Ge, unconvinced, took the card, and pulled out another one from his wallet.


    The result was the same, no money could be drew out.


    Han Wanwan chuckled nearby, "Oh, I thought you were some tycoon, turns out you’re just pretending with all these cards."


    "Hey, whatcha-call-Chu, if the policee, remember to tell them your friend fled from guilt! If they aren’t held ountable, then you pay the debts! But I think better what you’ll use to pay them off."


    Having said that, Han Wanwan intentionally nced him up and down, then rolled her eyes, not looking at him anymore.


    "Chu Ge!"


    Furiously, Chu Ge ruffled his hair, reminding her,


    He told Han Wanwan, "The debtor should pay their debt, go find the responsible party instead of acting like a scoundrel here!"


    "Me, a scoundrel?! Why else would you treat me this way? Unless you like me?"


    Seeing Chu Ge in such a losing position brought Han Wanwan immense satisfaction, instantly lifting her gloomy mood.


    She ignored Chu Ge, shifted into afortable position, and closed her eyes for a nap.


    Chu Ge let out a muffled grunt and strode out.