Rescue?

In such a dangerous situation, to rescue?

You must think Liu Zhizhong has gone mad.

But this is just a part of human benevolence, an innate sense of justice and duty.

As long as the Tesla hasn't burst into flames or exploded, Liu Zhizhong felt there was a chance.

The vehicles around the car were all hastily avoiding it, as if they were afraid of damaging their beloved cars.

Even the big truck that had been rear-ended, which had initially stopped about fifty meters away, started moving again and fled far away.

In these circumstances, when cars were colliding during their scramble to reverse, the scene descended into chaos, and everyone was fleeing for their lives—no one was going to care about the Tesla.

There was even a man driving a domestic electric car cursing, "F*cking American cars are no good, surely it's another brake failure or throttle malfunction?"

Only Liu Zhizhong floored the accelerator and charged forward.

After passing the Tesla and moving approximately ten meters ahead, he stomped on the brakes, stopping with his car skewed, not quite blocking in front of the Tesla, with its rear end still on the emergency lane and most of the car over the solid line.

At this point, there was no time for second thoughts—rescuing was what mattered most.

He leaped from his car and dashed towards the Tesla's driver's seat.

At this time, from a car reversing nearby, a middle-aged woman in the passenger seat was yelling, "Don't come over here! Don't come over here!!!"

Yet, Liu Zhizhong seemed not to hear her at all, focusing on the Tesla as he ran.

Indeed, it was a fine car.

The front was deformed, and the hood had buckled, while the airbags had already deflated.

In the passenger seat, a blonde beauty, blood streaming from her nose due to the airbag impact, had already passed out, oblivious to everything.

Her face was youthful and exquisitely beautiful.

The seatbelt was tightly fastened, making her chest taut and perfect.

It was clear, she was young, beautiful, and sexy, and she loved to speed.

The situation was critical, the entire car was emitting smoke and sparking.

Liu Zhizhong violently yanked open the door, unbuckled the safety belt, and carried the unconscious woman to his car.

Many people witnessed this scene and were gripped by anxiety and tension.

Regrettably, when Liu Zhizhong was less than a meter from his own car, the Tesla finally couldn't hold on anymore and exploded!

With a loud bang, parts flew everywhere as fire erupted like a ball, and the entire vehicle was engulfed in flames.

The powerful blast threw Liu Zhizhong and the woman in his arms into the air. He managed to hold onto the woman while he was knocked off his feet, hitting his car's left rearview mirror and being blasted six or seven meters away. He crashed onto the vacant fast lane to the left, his head spinning, his vision blacking out as he passed out, knowing nothing more...

It was then that another vehicle, disregarding the rules and thinking it could rush out using the emergency lane since there was an accident ahead, followed suit. In reality, this driver had been a significant distance behind Liu Zhizhong's car, assuming that if he followed Liu Zhizhong through the emergency lane, he would be okay too.

End result: the idiot driving a domestic electric car didn't expect Liu Zhizhong to brake sharply and crashed into his car's rear end with a bang.

Now things were really bad. Liu Zhizhong's car's rear was completely smashed, it tumbled forward twice and then went over the highway barrier, rolling down a long slope before ultimately crashing with a thunderous noise into the river at the foot of the slope, slowly sinking.

The domestic electric car's front end was completely wrecked, immediately catching fire. The unconscious driver and a young woman in the passenger seat were engulfed in flames, awakened by the heat, they let out cries of despair, but no one could help them...

...

When Liu Zhizhong came to, he found himself lying in a single room of a hospital.

His head was wrapped in thick gauze, his left posterior scalp throbbed with pain, and he felt weak and dizzy.

His left elbow was also in pain, wrapped in gauze. His left buttock was fiery and sore, but had been bandaged.

On his left wrist, an IV drip was attached.

Apart from the injury pain, his whole body ached with a bone-weary soreness from the fall.

"Fortunately, I'm still alive... I wonder how that stunning beauty is doing..."

Liu Zhizhong silently congratulated himself and then noticed the Provincial People's Hospital logo on the cabinet under the TV at the foot of the bed. He couldn't help but shake his head—damn, back in the Provincial City again, no chance of meeting up with Zhang Qixiang tonight.

Oh... Outside the window, the night lights were shining, and the wall clock displayed two o'clock in the morning. At this hour, perhaps Zhang Qixiang was deep in sleep.