"Hey, that's not Dr. Jiang."

The driver suddenly muttered, pulling Yu Chu out of her contemplation, and she glanced out the window.

Not far away is a hospital.

This hospital is no stranger to the memory of the original owner. She hasn't been there, but as a native of the city, the name of the top hospital in China has also been heard since she was a child. Doctors are internationally renowned academics, and many of them are not ranked if they have money.

"Little girl, are you going to Jingren Garden? Mind piggybacking on someone? Uncle Driver asked.

Yu Chu is not a particularly flamboyant character, and he understands this kind of thing better. Take more people along the way, one trip is the fare of two people, and you can easily earn more.

She nodded, "It's fine." ”

"Okay." The driver's uncle turned the steering wheel briskly and drove towards the entrance of the hospital.

At this time, it was already night, and the cars on the street were shining with their headlights, like an endless stream of light.

In front of the hospital stood a very young man, with a white shirt with a white collar and a straight black tie, looking meticulous.

The car was closer, and Yu Chu saw the black tie clearly, the silver pin showed a hint of nobility, and the cufflinks on the wrists were also very beautiful, like an elegant nobleman.

She remembered that the driver had just said "Doctor Jiang". The doctors in this hospital must all be wealthy.

There was also a woman next to him, who was talking to him, but when a car stopped in front of him, the woman stopped. The sound insulation of the car was not good, and Yu Chu heard her say, "Okay, then Doctor Jiang, you rest early." ”

The young man didn't reply.

He glanced down at the back seat and saw that there seemed to be other passengers, so instead of going to the back seat, he casually opened the passenger door and sat in.

Yu Chu noticed his hands, perhaps because he was a doctor, those hands were cold and white, the fingers were slender, and the joints were beautifully shaped, as if they were naturally suitable for holding a cold and small scalpel, meticulous.

When he lowered his head and got into the car, Yu Chu saw a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. The more noble and elegant style is very consistent with this person's temperament.

She only saw a side face, the bridge of the nose was high and straight, the curvature from the eyebrow bone to the eyelashes was seductive, and the glasses gave a polite and aristocratic feeling.

Before the door was closed, the woman outside bowed her head and said to the driver, "Please drive slowly, he's tired." ”

The driver hurriedly agreed.

At this point, I just got off work, and I may have just completed an urgent operation. The driver expressed understanding.

Yu Chu glanced at the woman.

The man still didn't speak, and after the car got on the road, the driver said attentively: "Doctor Jiang, didn't you drive today?" ”

The other party replied, "Yes." After a pause, his tone was businesslike and cold, "You were the one who had the surgery last month?" Do not touch cigarettes after surgery. ”

His voice is very good, and like his hands, it gives people a sense of white and slightly cold delicacy, even if he is admonished, it is programmed indifferent, as if he said it casually.

The driver was obviously convinced by the doctor, "Yes, yes, I remember you reminded me that I didn't smoke at all, I guess it was the smell of smoke left by the passenger, I opened the window for you?" ”

The other party hummed politely.

The driver hurriedly opened the window a little.

Yu Chu shrank in the back seat and didn't make a sound, engrossed in playing with entertainment, and when she heard the driver's words, she sniffed her sleeve, frowned and shrank silently.