"The child bumped into the coffee table, and his head got cut."
"Then let's hurry to the hospital."
"Yes, City Third Hospital."
"The road ahead is blocked; if it weren't blocked, we could get there directly, we'll be there soon." Qiao Yutong looked at the traffic police in front.
In the blink of an eye, Qiao Yutong drove up to the traffic police.
"Miss, hello, there's construction ahead, please turn right." The traffic police stopped Qiao Yutong's car.
"When was the construction announced? There's no notification!" Qiao Yutong argued with the traffic police.
"Sorry, it's temporary construction, please turn right, thank you for your cooperation." The traffic police's attitude was very poor.
"My son is at City Third People's Hospital, just a left turn ahead, taking a detour will take a long way, officer, please make an exception." Qiao Yutong threw a flirtatious glance at the traffic police.
