The taxi was about to reach the First People's Hospital in the city.
At this moment, Wei Shuyi suddenly felt that his hand was held by a smaller and rougher hand.
It was Beauty Wu's hand.
As she had been training often, her hands were not as smooth as other girls' hands.
Wei Shuyi lowered his head and looked at the intertwined hands without saying anything.
"I'm afraid." Beauty Wu's voice entered his ears.
Wei Shuyi almost couldn't hold back his emotions and cried in the taxi.
"I'm not afraid. I told you, I'm fine." Wei Shuyi felt that if he became an actor, he would definitely force the other actors into a corner.
Beauty Wu did not believe him.
If he was really fine, would he have suffered so much on the plane?
The car finally arrived at the entrance of the People's Hospital.
"Twenty-two dollars," the driver said.
Beauty Wu was not in the mood to scan the QR code for payment and directly gave him cash.