Qiao Nian did not waste any time. With her uninjured hand, she opened the car door that had been deformed from the collision and got out calmly.
She turned and opened the door for the driver. "Get out of the car first."
The driver didn't know how a young lady like her could be so calm and collected when faced with such a situation. However, the fear in his heart seemed to dissipate a little upon seeing how calm Qiao Nian was. He composed himself and rolled out of the car.
He managed to climb out of the deformed taxi. His legs were still trembling, and he had to grab the railing on the greenery to sit on his butt.
After the driver got out, he turned around and saw how badly the truck that had almost hit them had crashed.
He swallowed and thanked Qiao Nian the way one would after they had just survived a disaster. "M-Miss, thank you."
He had experienced it himself. He knew very well that if Qiao Nian had not been quick enough to grab the steering wheel, he would have already stepped into the gates of hell.
"No worries." Qiao Nian tugged at her cap, planning to look for her cell phone to make a call. After searching around for her cell phone, she realized that she had lost it in the car accident.
Her eyes narrowed and she frowned.
There was something strange about this car accident. The large truck driving in the opposite direction was clearly heading towards them.
Something glinted in Qiao Nian's eyes as she restrained her murderous intent.
She seemed pretty calm, unlike someone who had just been through life and death.
Still in shock, the driver realized that her right hand was injured. He quickly said, "Young lady, y-your hand is injured?
"God, your hand's bleeding. Are you alright?" The driver reacted badly.
There was a reason for his reaction.
It was mainly because the entire arm of the girl's right hand was stained red with blood. Bright red blood dripped down the cuff of her jacket's checkered shirt.
Drop by drop.
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