"Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up." Xia Mian didn't let Lu Zechuan continue driving; she chose to drive herself.
Lu Zechuan slightly lifted his head, his dark eyes glanced at her, "When did you get your driver's license?"
Xia Mian chuckled, "I just got it a few days ago. Do you mind if I drive your car?"
Lu Zechuan smiled faintly, "Go ahead."
Xia Mian didn't say more.
Lu Zechuan's forehead was injured; she only gave him a simple treatment. He still needed to go to the hospital for further examination to check if his head was hurt.
After all, this man seemed plagued with misfortune; being cautious was always wise.
However, before Xia Mian could drive to the hospital, Lu Zechuan received a call from home.
"Yes, I'm heading over right now." Lu Zechuan hung up the phone, his expression turning grim once again.
"You should go home first; don't worry about my injury." Lu Zechuan's brows tightened, his face filled with worry.
