Guan Yu smoothly swiped his card for one-time payment, then drove back to the place where Lin Qiaoqiao had eaten before. The little uncle was ill, which made everyone very depressed.

When Lin Qiaoqiao saw Guan Yu driving his car back, she felt more secure. She knew that no matter what happened, as long as there was something about Yu Yu, it would not be impossible.

Otherwise, it's almost impossible for her two farm tricycles to send her little uncle to the big hospital in the city. Let alone the traffic policemen, even if they arrive at the big hospital in a farm tricycle, let alone a patient, the calculation...