NovelEnglishThe huge impact almost threw Casey straight forward. Fortunately his seat belt dragged him back, and he eventually did not get
hurt.
Casey had slowed down before, and the Bentley did not hit the car in the front very seriously, so the airbags did not open.
Only, Luther, who was sleeping in the rear seat without a seat belt, was thrown forward instantly by the impact. He hit the front
seat, and bounced back heavily.
When he heard the rumble in the rear seat, Casey's back was in a cold sweat. He turned around immediately and asked anxiously,
"President, how are you? Did you get hurt?"
Luther was awakened by the heavy bump, and when he realized that he had a car crash, he rubbed his neck, "Not sure. Shouldn't
be a big deal. It looks like it hit my head."
"Sorry, President, | did not stop the car in tand hit the car in the front. You stay still for a while. Letcheck your condition
and see if you have any broken bones." Casey hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt.
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He opened the door to get out of the car and went to the rear seat to check Luther's condition. If there was a fracture, then he
should not move around.
Luther moved all the joints of his body, sat up by himself and said, "It's okay, I'm not hurt. What's going on outside?"
Casey heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the mess in the front and said, "It's a multi-car collision. | can see there are seven or
eight cars. There is a sharp turn ahead and, | could not see the situation. President, this is a very serious traffic accident.
Fortunately, there are no cars behind us."
"Got it."
"President, you have a rest first. I'll make an emergency call now. I'm sorry. It's all my fault today. | was driving too fast." Casey
blamed himself extremely. For all the years he was with Luther, this was the first the made such a serious mistake.
"Hmm." Luther held his forehead and gently rubbed his brow.
Hell, the hit didn't even bruise his body, but his head seemed to start hurting again.
And unlike before, it hurt, and it got more and more severe, like it's going to explode.
It seemed that there were countless pieces of memory, stirring in his mind. They all were about to cout, but unfortunately,
none of them could make up a clear picture.
"President, what's wrong? Does your head hurt again?"
After Casey made the emergency call, he saw Luther holding his head with a slightly bleak expression, and he rushed to ask about
it.
"Hmm." Luther managed a word out of his teeth in pain.
Casey looked around anxiously. They were exactly in the middle of a mess, and they would not get help very soon.
"What should we do, President. It might take two hours before we can leave this place, and the roads in front of us are all blocked.
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Now that the president had a headache again, what should he do at this moment? Casey was anxious. They were surrounded by
hills, and even if they could call for a helicopter, there was not enough space for it. Now they got neither hot water nor medicine.
The only thing they could do now was just wait.
"It's okay." Luther waved his hand, "I'll just rest for a bit."
He knew what was going on. Since the memory loss, he often had headaches, but it would simply pass after a while.
It was just a shthat he could remember anything even after the pain.
The last the remembered the day when Joyce was shooting at the range, and never anything else after that.
Today, he had a car accident again and hit his head on the front seat. The headache he was having now was definitely different
from those in the past. He held his head with his ten fingers thrust deep between the strands of his hair. He tried to catch the
pieces that flashed through his mind.
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