The piercing screeches of car horns and frantic screams echoed all around.
When Felicia woke up again, the sharp, pungent smell of disinfectant assaulted her nose.
Her eyelashes trembled as she slowly blinked her eyes open, greeted by the sight of a stark white ceiling. She lay still for a moment, her head spinning with a wave of intense, sickening dizziness. It took a long while for the memories to rush back—as they were crossing the intersection, a truck had slammed violently into them. Her head had crashed hard against the car door window before everything went black.
Just then, the ward door opened.
Max pushed the door open and walked in. Striding over to the bedside, he noticed Felicia was awake and softened his voice, asking, "How are you feeling?"
Felicia looked up at the man standing before her, her voice weak. "My head hurts."
"The doctor said you took a hard hit to the head," Max replied. "Concussions come with headaches and dizziness; it’s perfectly normal. You’ll need to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation."
"What happened with the accident?" Felicia asked. "How is the driver?"
"It’s still under investigation. I’ll handle it, so just focus on recovering," Max said. "The driver’s injuries are more severe. He’s currently in the ICU."
When the vehicle was struck, the driver had sustained injuries but hadn't lost consciousness. Right before the explosion, he managed to scramble out of the car at the very last second. However, with his leg injured, he hadn't been able to run far enough and was caught in the blast. As for the truck driver, he had been burned beyond recognition.
They were still in the process of identifying him.
Max looked at her and added, "It was Luke who saved you."
Hearing this, Felicia was startled. The sudden surge of emotion triggered a sharp spike of pain in her head, making her knit her brows in agony.
Max quickly reassured her, "He's fine. Don't worry."
"Is he here in the hospital?"
"Yes, he's already awake and resting. My aunt is with him right now."
Felicia breathed a sigh of relief.
"What about Anne?"
"I didn't tell her that you were hurt. There are people taking care of her at home. I’ve already informed the Ross family; she will come over tomorrow morning to take care of you."
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