"Who still cares about you?" Wei Zhijuan was furious. "If you keep talking, I'll get off now. I can't be bothered playing games with you!"
Xian Yijun raised his eyebrow as if to say that if she wanted to do something, he would definitely not stop her.
Wei Zhijuan almost fell into his trap. Just as she was about to tell the cab driver to stop, she suddenly stopped and looked at him.
No, she couldn't get off now. She had to know what was wrong with his stomach. It was obvious that he was trying too hard to drive her away. Obviously, he didn't want her to follow him to the hospital.
"When I get to the hospital, I'll make sure there's nothing major wrong with your body, and then I'll leave." She stopped looking at him and pressed herself closer to the door, keeping distance between them.
Two hours later.