The Northeast man was straightforward and straightforward. The driver was angry and parked the car by the roadside, telling them to get off quickly and not to pay any more money.
The pig-like father was so worried that he was trembling.
She looked at the pig in her arms and didn't know if it was dead. It seemed to have no pulse and no breath. But just now, Sister Fen meant that she didn't seem to be dead. If she didn't go to the hospital soon, the child would really die.
With a cold face, Youshi got out of the taxi and opened the driver's door. Without saying a word, he pulled the taxi driver out, threw him on the ground, sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and roared away.
Before the taxi driver could react, the car had disappeared. He was so anxious that he immediat
