Huo Shaoheng kept glancing at Gu Nianzhi out of the corner of his eye as he drove. Seeing her biting her nails again, he reached his right hand over to pull her fingers from her mouth and chided, "Biting your nails again. Didn't I cut them for you a few days ago?"
Gu Nianzhi smiled sheepishly before pushing his hand away and back onto the steering wheel. She cocked her head. "Drive properly, Huo Shao. It's not easy to steer with one hand."
"I can drive without using my hands at all." Huo Shaoheng looked away, at the great iron gates before the hospital. He still felt restless and made sure to remind her, "We're here. Remember to be helpful."
