Ch 9: You Must Be Alright!

Following the source of the sound, Zhang Buran arrived a few hundred meters away.

He saw a luxury car overturned in a ditch beside the road.

The difference in height between the road surface and the ditch was several meters.

Having been involved in a car accident and rolling down, the people inside were probably in critical condition.

Zhang Buran was very familiar with this overturned car.

Because this was Wen Chuhan’s dedicated car.

It looked like the car accident sound Zhang Buran heard just now came from this car.

In this desolate place, there was only this one car within a radius of several kilometers.

Zhang Buran’s heart tightened, and he hurried to check if the people in the car were safe.

As soon as he landed, he saw a woman covered in blood shakily climb out of the car.

This was Wen Chuhan, Zhang Buran’s wife of three years.

Although Zhang Buran had already made up his mind to separate from Wen Chuhan.

But she was the woman he had loved for three years, and now she was bloody and in critical condition. How could Zhang Buran remain indifferent?

“Chuhan!”

Zhang Buran hurried over to check her injuries.

Wen Chuhan was now unconscious, her eyes reddened by the blood flowing from a wound on her forehead.

In her hazy state, Wen Chuhan only saw a figure, feeling it was very familiar, but because her eyes were blurred with blood, Wen Chuhan could not see the person’s appearance clearly.

“Save… Miss…”

Uncle Liu also crawled out of the car tremblingly.

He was also covered in blood, but he kept muttering to save Wen Chuhan.

Uncle Liu was Wen Chuhan’s full-time driver and certainly recognized Zhang Buran.

Although he didn’t know why Zhang Buran suddenly appeared.

But at least, Wen Chuhan was saved.

Zhang Buran didn’t say a word, holding Wen Chuhan in his arms.

“Chuhan, can you hear me?”

“Chuhan, can you see me?”

Zhang Buran asked with concern, carefully protecting Wen Chuhan.

Looking at the woman bleeding heavily in his arms, Zhang Buran’s heart felt as if it had been cruelly wrenched.

Wen Chuhan heard a constant buzzing sound in her ears and could only vaguely hear someone calling her.

Wen Chuhan only knew that this person was very familiar, the person closest to her.

She couldn’t see, she couldn’t hear clearly.

And Wen Chuhan felt freezing cold.

It was due to excessive bleeding.

Was she going to die?

At the moment of death, Wen Chuhan actually remembered Zhang Buran’s face.

If he were here, he would definitely protect her immediately…

At this moment, Wen Chuhan thought, how wonderful it would be if Zhang Buran were by her side…

Suddenly, Wen Chuhan’s mind flashed with the divorce agreement written by Zhang Buran, causing Wen Chuhan’s heart to ache intensely.

Zhang Buran, why did you do this to me?

Why are you so cruel?

Why aren’t you by my side when I need you most?

Why can’t you even come to accompany me when I’m dying?

Thinking of these upsetting things, Wen Chuhan’s consciousness gradually became chaotic…

But Wen Chuhan didn’t know.

At this moment, Zhang Buran was holding her tightly in his arms, nervously calling Wen Chuhan’s name.

“Chuhan! Chuhan! Don’t you dare fall asleep!”

From the beginning, Zhang Buran had been slowly pouring his magical power into Wen Chuhan’s body.

Wen Chuhan was an ordinary person, but Zhang Buran’s magical power transformed into a thin film, effectively protecting Wen Chuhan’s bleeding heart, liver, and spleen.

Giving the critically ill Wen Chuhan a short period of survival.

But Zhang Buran also knew that protecting Wen Chuhan with his magical power was not a long-term solution.

If this continued, Wen Chuhan would eventually die from excessive bleeding.

Without saying much, Zhang Buran directly carried Wen Chuhan on his back and shot into the air.

He also picked up Uncle Liu, who was full of surprise, with one arm, flying into the air.

The stunned Uncle Liu thought he was dead and had gone to heaven…

Then, Zhang Buran pointed at Uncle Liu’s forehead with both hands, knocking him unconscious.

In just a few minutes, Zhang Buran, regardless of everything, flew to the nearest hospital at the fastest speed.

Zhang Buran carried Uncle Liu in one hand and protected Wen Chuhan on his back, descending from the sky.

“Whoa, are you filming a movie!”

This scared several passersby who were having a late-night snack near the hospital.

It was night, and there weren’t many people near the hospital, but there were a few young people having a late-night snack.

Zhang Buran ignored the few young people and quickly sent Wen Chuhan to the hospital’s emergency room…

“Doctor! She’s about to die, please save her quickly!”

“Wen Chuhan, hold on!”

…

Watching Wen Chuhan being pushed into the operating room, Zhang Buran’s hanging heart finally settled down.

Remembering the few young people who saw him descend from the sky.

He teleported out of the hospital.

He found that the few young people hadn’t left yet, and were excitedly discussing Zhang Buran’s descent from the sky.

“Am I seeing things? Someone just ‘whoosh’ down!”

“I must be hallucinating with you, I saw it too!”

A few young people seemed to have had a little alcohol, thinking they were hallucinating.

Zhang Buran immediately teleported in front of them without saying a word, activating the Greater Art of Forgetting.

The few young people fell asleep on the table, and when they woke up, they would naturally forget everything they had seen.

The boss of the late-night snack shop came out after finishing his work, seeing a bunch of young people sleeping on the table, and couldn’t help but sigh: “Sigh, young people are so good, they fall asleep as soon as they lie down.”

After doing everything, Zhang Buran finally let out a long sigh of relief.

The secretive profession of a Daoist is not allowed to be known to ordinary citizens.

The Daoist Alliance strictly prohibits Daoists from displaying magic in front of ordinary citizens and discussing ghosts and monsters.

Even if they are accidentally seen by someone, their memories must be erased, so there is something like the Art of Forgetting.

The Art of Forgetting is divided into two types: the Greater Art of Forgetting and the ordinary Art of Forgetting.

The Greater Art of Forgetting is quick to cast, and can instantly be successfully cast on ordinary people.

It requires the user to have profound magical power and meticulous control over magic.

Zhang Buran used the Greater Art of Forgetting.

The ordinary Art of Forgetting requires sticking a talisman and then activating the Art of Forgetting, and the process is somewhat troublesome, taking more than half a minute to cast.

But the effect of the ordinary Art of Forgetting is much better than that of the Greater Art of Forgetting…

He returned to the hospital.

Zhang Buran was nervous.

Although when Zhang Buran sent Wen Chuhan here, he used his magical power to protect Wen Chuhan’s vital signs, everything was normal.

However, looking at the red light on the operating room, Zhang Buran was still uneasy.

Wen Chuhan, the woman Zhang Buran had loved for three years, his nominal wife…

Even if Wen Chuhan had done many things to hurt him, at this moment, Zhang Buran prayed for her safety.

As dawn approached, the sky gradually brightened.

Outside the hospital, a man and a woman rushed in, their brows full of worry.

Seeing Zhang Buran sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor, the woman hurriedly approached and asked:

“How is Chuhan doing!”

“She shouldn’t be in life-threatening danger, she’s still in surgery,” Zhang Buran replied with a weary lift of his head.

The woman who looked three parts similar to Wen Chuhan was Wen Chuhan’s mother, Ouyang Hong.

The man beside her was Wen Chuhan’s father, the current public person in charge of the Wen Family—Wen Tianqing.

A quarter of an hour ago, Zhang Buran had called to inform them of Wen Chuhan’s situation.