An An looked at her, feeling particularly distressed. The car accident had been a huge shock to her.
Lu Mingfei was also beside her, shouting, "Mom... Mom, please wake up..."
An An and Lu Mingfei called out from left and right, and after a few minutes, Zuo Mufeng saw her eyelids twitch.
"There's a reaction. You two keep calling out."
"Mom, it's An An. I'm okay, don't worry. Please hurry and wake up. Didn't you say wherever you go, you'd be with me?"
"Mom, don't sleep. We're all waiting for you to wake up."
Feng Zhihe was too tense, her mind still stuck on the moment of the car accident.
She faintly heard someone calling her, her son's voice, and An An's voice.
An An, at the thought of An An, Feng Zhihe remembered.
She screamed, "An An, run..."
"Mom, I'm okay. Please wake up..."
Feng Zhihe's eyelids felt heavy, but the surrounding sounds became clearer.
She struggled to open her eyes, her gaze somewhat vacant, indicating her consciousness had not fully returned.
