The ambulance raced along, and the driver was so eager to floor the gas pedal that Lin Tian, sitting in the back, could clearly feel it drifting during turns.
There's no such thing as a cowardly car, only a cowardly driver; it's like he was driving a Porsche sports car.
In no time, the ambulance arrived at the hospital. A police car, flashing red and blue lights, followed closely behind, clearly on its way to handle the accident.
"Hurry, save my husband!" The moment the traffic police appeared, the middle-aged woman's voice, which had just quietened down, erupted again, deafeningly.
Two nurses carried the middle-aged man into the hospital, leaving the shifty-eyed young man and the middle-aged woman looking anxious.
"What's going on?" a policeman with a notebook and pen came over to inquire about the situation.
"Officer, you have to stand up for us poor people. This woman is using her wealth to bully honest folks like us!" The middle-aged woman cried, wiping her tears.
