Following him out the door, getting into the car with him, her heart continued to race as if she were still startled a moment ago.
She held her hand over her chest, feeling like if her heart kept pounding like this, she'd be doomed.
Zhan Lan glanced at her several times out of the corner of his eye, initially wanting to make some snide comments, but held back.
"Hey, what are we going to the hospital for? Are you sick?" If he were sick, she'd forgive him.
Usually when someone asks if you're sick like this, it's intended as an insult.
Naturally, Zhan Lan's temper flared when he heard her words.
But since he was driving, it wasn't suitable to argue.
Plus, Zhan Lan was now eighty percent sure she had a problem.
Once they reached the hospital, he'd have her checked out, and if she really did have a problem, he wouldn't be angry with her.
Since Zhan Lan didn't respond, Ji Nian didn't continue speaking to him.
