Luna Miller looked angry, grabbing her hair and saying irritably, "Whatever, but hurry up, I really can't stand being here another second."
Charlotte Miller reached out her arm to help Luna off the bed, but Luna pushed her hard. Fortunately, the driver had come in from the beginning and quickly rushed forward, reaching out his arm in time to support her as cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead.
Even when he was risking his life with Young Master Hallow before, his heart wasn't racing this fast, just a little more and he would've hit the ground.
"Are you blind? Can I walk like this? Go borrow a wheelchair first." Luna yelled angrily, and if she could move right now, she would really beat Charlotte up. How could she have moved her to this godforsaken place, and now they have to change hospitals, it's exhausting.