"Okay." Ye Wangchuan stepped on the brakes, and the car steadily stopped by the roadside.
Qiao Nian unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and got out. Then, she walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door for him with one hand, and said to the person inside, "I'll drive now."
Ye Wangchuan looked at her sideways. "Your right hand…"
Zhong Yiliu had once said that Qiao Nian's injury this time was a new one on top of her old one. It could not withstand more damage. If she was not careful, it was very easy to have aftereffects.
Over the past few days, he had been paying attention to her every move, afraid that she would not take her body seriously. He watched as her wound scabbed over. Who knew that something would happen!
"I'm fine," the girl said before he could.
Ye Wangchuan took a deep breath and unbuckled his seatbelt to get out of the car. He gave up his seat and sat in the passenger seat.
