Qiao Nian waited until the severe pain subsided before he stood up on his own. He glanced at the deformed truck with a cold look in his eyes and shook his head at the boys from Tsinghua University: "I'm fine."
At this time, the traffic police in charge of traffic control also hurried over.
The traffic police immediately showed concern for the victim: "Are you okay, little girl?"
Qiao Nian's expression was extremely calm: "It's okay."
The traffic police asked about her health and then asked about the accident: "Little girl, did you see clearly how the car hit you? Did the driver look suspicious? Um, did he look drunk?"
Qiao Nian's left arm was sticky with sweater, and her bones were aching, but there was no abnormality on her face, and she replied calmly: "I didn't see it clearly."
"Oh. I see." The traffic policeman didn't embarrass her and immediately said, "Wait a moment, I'll ask my colleagues to call an ambulance. Go to the hospital first to check your body and see if you have any scratches..."
He saw a few boys nearby and called out, "Are you all from Tsinghua University? Can you take her to the hospital later?"
Of course there is no problem with a few boys.
Qiao Nian picked up the shoulder bag that had fallen to the ground when she was dodging the oncoming truck and refused coolly: "No, I don't have time to go to the hospital."
The traffic policeman was a little puzzled, but had to say seriously: "Little girl, you'd better go to the hospital for a check-up, in case there is anything..."
The boy who was about to reach out to pull Qiao Nian at the beginning also echoed: "Yes, classmate, you should listen to the police. I think you wiped your hand."
He pointed at Qiao Nian's left hand.
The girl's left hand was as white as jade, and no wounds could be seen at first glance, but blood was dripping down the back of her hand onto the ground.
It can be seen that at least her shoulder or arm was injured.
"Go to the hospital and check your hand..." the boy said worriedly.
Qiao Nian also noticed the blood dripping on the ground. He nonchalantly stretched the muscles of his left arm in front of them, twisted his wrist, and lowered his eyelashes: "I'm sure I didn't break any bones, just a little scratch. I'll go to the hospital to get it bandaged when I'm done."
She did not give others a chance to persuade her, and said to the traffic police in charge of this area: "This car should not be drunk driving, he is coming for me. You can check the owner's identity and the intersection surveillance before he came. A week ago, we notified Tsinghua University that these intersections would implement road surveillance. Just check to see if he drove this way specifically."
Qiao Nian was 100% sure that the other party did it on purpose, there was no unintentional element.
But everything depends on evidence, and you can't convict a person based on speculation alone.
The traffic policeman didn't expect that a young student like her would tell him what to do next, but he couldn't explain why he subconsciously feared the girl in front of him: "...Okay."
Qiao Nian nodded at him and said softly, "Please check it as soon as possible and let me know when you find it. I'm in the school, just look for me."
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She remembered something belatedly, frowned slightly, and said to the almost stunned traffic policeman: "Just say you are looking for Qiao Nian, and someone will take you to find me."
Before the traffic police could react, several boys did.
One of them cried out in surprise: "Qiao, Qiao Qiao Qiao Nian?!" How lucky they were to actually meet the God Qiao!
(End of this chapter)