Waiting? It seems that the other party did not intend to leave any room for manoeuvre from the start. Hua Ling raised an eyebrow and followed the woman without saying a word.
Outside the door was a… horse-drawn carriage?
Hua Ling tapped on the dark carriage, daring it to be more like a hearse.
‘Doctor Hua?’ The woman looked at her with a slightly doubtful expression as she saw her keep looking at the carriage.
Hua Ling shook her head: ‘It’s nothing, I was just wondering when was the last time I saw a horse-drawn carriage.’
The woman immediately changed to an apologetic expression: ‘Sorry, Jingshui Township is located in a remote area, and the mountain roads are difficult to navigate. Ordinary vehicles can hardly enter.’
Jiang Yu suddenly interrupted, ‘Then what’s the point of an off-road vehicle? Why not just change it to a horse-drawn carriage?’ Although he had only just woken up, his grasp of modern knowledge was improving by the day.
There was a lull in the conversation.
Hua Ling slowly looked back at Jiang Yu, then turned back and laughed heartily at the woman, ‘Xiao Yu is young and inexperienced, and her knowledge is shallow. Please don’t be offended, madam. Let’s get going.’ He then got into the carriage himself.
Jiang Yu: ‘…’ That bitch, how dare she threaten him.
It turned out that when Hua Ling looked back at him just now, she gave a toothy smile, and Jiang Yu saw her lips move slightly, with only three words – ‘Seal, seal, oh’.
Jiang Yu squeezed into the car with a dark face and sat with Hua Ling.
After leaving the city, they followed the mountain all the way, looking at the same unchanging mountains, trees, rocks, mountains, trees, rocks…
Hua Ling narrowed her eyes, and her hand, propped against the car window, suddenly slipped, nearly knocking her chin against the window frame.
Jiang Yu: ‘…’
Hua Ling looked left and right, and suddenly reached out and patted Jiang Yu’s thigh.
Jiang Yu: ?
Hua Ling moved aside, fell on her side, rested her head on Jiang Yu’s lap, and closed her eyes, saying, ‘Wake me up when we get there.’
So—the two taps she just did were to shake the dust off? Jiang Yu’s face darkened by another ten percent when he thought about it.