The Cry of a Crow in the Middle of the Night

Even though the black second-hand Volkswagen Jetta emitted a lot of smoke, it posed no issue on the road as the driver obeyed all the traffic rules.

Ling Ran sat up straight with his eyes fixed to the front. He raised his feet slightly from the throttle pedal every time he was almost approaching the speed limit.

Ling Ran rarely overtook any cars or switched lanes, much less rev up the engine and made it roar.

The young nurses looked at one another. For some reason, they could sense a serious aura radiating from Ling Ran's being. It was to the point where they toned down their volume as they chattered and laughed.

"We are at Hai Di Lao[1]." Ling Ran stopped his car at a junction beside a tall building.

"Doctor Ling, do join us for dinner," Wang Jia said, having planned her words for a long time. "It was very troublesome for you to specially send us here—"