Feng Qing felt like there was a needle in her throat. As long as she wanted to speak, it would hurt. Soon, the man carried her into the car and personally drove out of the Xie Manor.
Feng Qing's head was pressed against the seat. She looked out of the window. The sky was dark and she felt that it was already very late at night. It was quite cold outside at this time. There were no pedestrians on both sides of the street, much less cars. The street lights had long been extinguished, and only the stars and moon accompanied them as they drove. The tall buildings on both sides of the road rapidly flew past the car window.
Xie Jiuhan seemed to have gone crazy. He floored the accelerator and reached 280 miles per hour. The man only had one thought now, and that was to send her to the private hospital of the Xie family immediately and let Feng Qing get the best treatment there.
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