"It's too cold; don't catch a cold," Ling Zhenfei kindly reminded.
The girl laughed, "Are all you doctors such busybodies?"
"Then I won't meddle. Do as you like." Finally, while driving the car, Ling Zhenfei caught sight of the two vehicles and followed them, slowing down his speed.
Blown by the cold wind, the alcohol the girl had consumed seemed to hit her, and she appeared slightly intoxicated: "Why have you slowed down? I was just starting to enjoy the speed and excitement."
Ling Zhenfei was speechless with the girl, even though he was her designated driver, he hadn't even asked where she wanted to go, and she was truly careless.
"I'm worried you might catch a cold, so I'm driving a bit slower. Why don't you take a nap in the car? We'll arrive soon."
In fact, even without Ling Zhenfei saying it, the girl felt sleepy herself and leaned against the window, drifting off as Ling Zhenfei closed all the windows.
