"Since we're still in the hospital, you'd better go find a doctor." Eva Miller glanced at his wound, pretending to speak casually.
Luke Land didn't take these minor injuries to heart at all, and he was about to walk out when Eva Miller grabbed hold of his sleeve.
"Go and bandage the wound."
"You care about me?" he raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Heh, caring for you? You're thinking too much. I'm only considering my own safety. You're the one driving today." If something happens while he's driving later, what could be done?
Luke Land twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't say much, and still listened to her, going for a simple bandage.
After bandaging his hand, the two headed to the parking lot together. Eva Miller didn't think much of it and directly sat in the driver's seat. His hand wrapped in a layer of white gauze would hardly allow him to drive.
"Drive carefully." Luke Land thoughtfully reminded her.
"Yes, yes..." Eva Miller pouted and started the car.
