Yin Tian only felt his entire body unbearably cold, as if he had plunged into an ice cellar.
Only his right hand was exceptionally warm, compelling him to want to grasp that sole source of warmth.
In the car.
The girl felt uncomfortable all over.
She looked down slightly and saw Yin Tian, still in a coma, leaning against her shoulder, unable to understand why this guy, even though he was unconscious, still clung to her hand so tightly.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the nearest hospital, the driver parked the car, and carried Yin Tian down from the vehicle.
Yet Yin Tian's hand was still holding the girl's, without having loosened in the slightest.
Feeling helpless, the girl could only passively be led by Yin Tian as they both entered the hospital.
Registration, examination, hospital admission.
When the girl and the driver learned from the doctor that Yin Tian's body had not been injured by the car, they were both somewhat stunned.