Tycoon’s Eye Candy Is Actually a Bigshot

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: The Ploy of Injuring Oneself to Win Trust

An Mi mumbled to herself for quite a while before finally taking the driver’s seat.

She gave herself a lot of mental suggestions and encouragement, reviewing everything she had learned in driving school in her mind before barely managing to start the car.

But her driving speed was really, really slow, probably only a little faster than a snail.

Whereas Wan Muqi was very patient, sitting especially quietly in the passenger seat without interfering, just letting her drive.

Still, he had to admit he admired this young lady; her mental fortitude was genuinely impressive. No matter how much the cars behind honked, she remained unfazed, focusing solely on driving.

In An Mi’s mind, as long as she didn’t run any red lights, didn’t rear-end anyone, didn’t change lanes, and didn’t speed up, she would be safe.

What was usually a twenty-minute ride to the hospital took her more than forty minutes.

After safely arriving at the hospital, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only after stopping the car that she realized there was still a feverish patient in the passenger seat.

“So… sorry, I didn’t mean to drive so slowly,” she hurriedly apologized.

Wan Muqi looked at her, his complexion a bit rosy due to the fever.

“It’s okay, safety comes first. You did great. You’ll get used to it after a few more times.”

An Mi noticed beads of sweat forming on his forehead and instinctively reached out to touch it, “You’re burning up.”

Immediately after, she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and helped him out from the passenger side.

Then she rushed to the emergency room.

Afterward, she ran back and forth to register him, pay the fees, and finally, twenty minutes later, he was hooked up for an IV infusion.

Not even sitting for a few minutes, An Mi began to ask him various questions:

“Are you hungry?”

“Are you thirsty?”

“Do you have a headache?”

“Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“…”

Wan Muqi didn’t expect her to ask so many questions.

But he answered each one of them.

“Don’t you have class this afternoon?” Wan Muqi said, “I’m okay now; you can go back to school first.”

An Mi glanced at the time, “No rush, my class is at three in the afternoon.”

Leaving him alone here, she didn’t feel quite assured.

“…”

Xiao Si came down to do a consultation in the emergency department, just finished, and was about to leave when, passing by the infusion area, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face with the corner of his eye and immediately stopped in his tracks.

Then, he saw Wan Muqi sitting in the infusion chair, with a young girl seated next to him.

But An Mi was sitting with her back to him, so he didn’t see her face.

Immediately, he took out his phone and dialed Wan Muqi’s number.

It rang several times before Wan Muqi answered.