6 Chapter 6 What car did you drive before?_1

"After changing her clothes, Cui Ying descended the stairs with Ren Feifan towards the underground garage, plopping herself onto the back seat of the Porsche. Stretching her body out in a lazy yawn, she evidently planned to take a nice little rest.

Ren Feifan stayed silent, gripping the steering wheel which brought back a feeling of nostalgia. He hadn't driven a car for many years.

The last vehicle he had driven was the VK4502(P) heavy tank, otherwise known as "Tiger King". Touching the cool and textured steering wheel brought him out of his daydream.

He realized he had truly returned to city life.

Cui Ying originally intended to rest, but she promptly noticed her car veering left and right down the street.

As she observed Ren Feifan fiddling with various controls while driving, he looked like a complete novice. This raised an alarm in Cui Ying's mind.

"Hey... Um, Ren Feifan. Can I ask you something? Do you have a driving license?"

This question caught Ren Feifan off guard. Three years ago when he was driving, who needed a license?

As soon as his license plate was displayed, no traffic police in the Capital City dared to stop him.

As for these three years, who in that forsaken place would check for driving licenses?

However, things are different now, he's in Lin City. It's been six or seven years since he last drove a sports car, so it's inevitable that he's rusty.

Ren Feifan, not intending to hide anything, chuckled and said, "I've always driven without a license..."

Upon hearing this, Cui Ying shot up from her seat in sweat, urgently saying:

"You don't have a license and you still claim you can drive? Good heavens! Slow down...hey hey hey...I told you to slow down!"

"My ancestors, Ren Feifan, what the hell have you been driving before? A tractor?"

Frowning, Cui Ying said, this guy drives like he's operating an armored vehicle!

Ren Feifan let out a cheeky laugh: "I can drive anything, it's just that I've driven the VK4502 a lot!"

"Speak English!"

"A heavy tank!"

"Tank, my ass! I'm still sitting on a lotus flower, riding on clouds and mist! Hey, hey, hey, slow down... why are you turning your head, pay attention to the road!"

Ren Feifan turned around, grinning knowingly.

"So, do I have the honor of being your lotus flower?"

"What lotus flower?"

With a befuddled expression on her face, Cui Ying had no idea why Ren Feifan would suddenly bring up this topic.

"Watching a movie on a lotus, of course!"

On hearing this, Cui Ying's face turned completely red.

"Ren Feifan! You pervert... Hey, hey, hey, don't get impulsive... a bit to the left... slow down... right... watch out for that truck... turn... turn quickly..."

Cui Ying was completely speechless for the entirety of the journey, as this guy not only drove without a license, but also drove as if he was street racing.

Racing was one thing, but every now and then he'd turn his head and talk about the 72 positions of love, discussing adult topics...

She even thought that the only wrong decision she made in her life was letting this guy be her driver!

The only thing that comforted her was that the First Hospital wasn't far away. They would arrive soon, and she no longer had to live in such tension.

"You park the car, wait for me outside after that. I'm going inside to see someone."

Cui Ying instructed, she didn't plan on bringing a reckless, outrageously lewd guy with her to see that person.

If he babbled out some nonsense about grandpa's aggressive bulldog or double dragons and pearls, it would really become troublesome...

Though this guy in front of her didn't have a license and his driving was unstable, he did have basic skills. So, naturally, the parking task was assigned to Ren Feifan, the driver.

Ren Feifan was a bit speechless. This girl, she was totally treating him as her personal chauffeur. Well, who told her she's his landlord?

Cui Ying walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked:

"Hey, Ren Feifan, do you have a cellphone? Otherwise, how are we going to keep in touch later?"

Ren Feifan shook his head. Where would he get a cell phone?

"Here, take this. You can pay me back when you have money, deduct it from the rent."

Cui Ying casually flicked her hand, and a white phone was flung.

"My number is in there, you can call that number if you need anything."

Ren Feifan didn't reply, he glanced at the phone, then at Cui Ying, and asked:

"Are you interested in me? Well, I'll betray my conscience this once, so should I go to your room or will you come to mine tonight? Should we do it **** style or something exotic?"

"Ren Feifan! Pay your rent!"

"Uh, I was joking, really I was. I won't drive, ok? I'll park. Ok? Isn't that alright?"

Following the instructions sent via text, Cui Ying quickly located the hospital room where that person was staying.

A crowd had gathered outside the room, clearly driven out by that woman. Cui Ying couldn't help but smile, so it was true that he's cold as jade.

She knocked politely on the door, a girl with short hair came out frowning. But when she saw Cui Ying, her face eased up.

"Ying, you're here, Shi Han is inside, keep your voice down, she was scared last night."

The short-haired woman made a gesture for silence.

Cui Ying nodded, gently closed the door, and then whispered into the short-haired girl's ear:

"Zhang Ming, Shi Han's ok, right?"

The short-haired woman named Zhang Ming was Shi Han's friend who loved women and their curves. Although her own chest was merely a C-cup, her greatest joy was pretending to grope Shi Han and Cui Ying's busty figures.

If it was the usual, Zhang Ming would certainly have teased them, but now her face was serious. She turned to Cui Ying and whispered:

"Our Shi Han is a lucky one, someone saved her. She'd be drinking hell soup by now otherwise."

"Saved by someone?"

Cui Ying was a bit surprised, but she also felt a flicker of curiosity towards this person.

If Zhang Ming wasn't lying, Shi Han would owe this guy a huge favor.

The value of Shi Han's favor couldn't be measured in money.

This saviour was really lucky!

How can the difference between people be so big?

One owed rent that he never cared to pay, another saved a life and got a big opportunity.

Thinking of the constant worry caused by this, Cui Ying felt like beating Ren Feifan up.

"Zhang Ming, who's here?" came a soft, weak voice from inside the sickroom. Judging by her voice, Shi Han was still a bit traumatized.

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"Achoo! Who's cursing this old driver?"

After parking the car, Ren Feifan was bored as he waited at the hospital entrance. During this time, he planned to explore that mysterious space in depth.

As to how the mysterious space came about, he'd figured it out, because the jade pendant he always wore was now missing.

To be honest, Ren Feifan did not know the origin of the jade pendant. Ever since he was young, he'd always had it on him, and it was engraved with strange and peculiar characters.

Ren Feifan had tried to study it before, but no matter how he studied it, he couldn't figure it out.

But what he didn't expect was that today he managed to activate the pendant's abilities when he saved a life. It was a blessing in disguise.

"Did that guy ask me to come to Lin City just to give me this opportunity? If everything is as that person predicted, then Lin City is about to…"

That old monster is willing to exchange ten years of his lifespan for the ability to predict the future. He must have had more plans than just offering his granddaughter to be my concubine! It feels like the old monster is playing a huge game of chess, doesn't it?"

And judging by the Energy Gazing Technique and the unpredictable medical skills, it seemed like the jade pendant wanted him to tread the path of medicine.

But was he really suited to be a doctor? In today's society, don't you need a medical license to heal others?

Just as Ren Feifan was contemplating, a rumbling noise suddenly approached, followed by the screeching of tires. A sports car suddenly stopped in front of him.

A strapping man with a dragon tattoo on his arms, wearing a vest, opened the car door hurriedly. He then emerged, holding in his arms a bloodied man, and rushed off somewhere.

"Out of the way, kid!"