Ji Ziming was in defensive mode. Looking at the unconscious Pei Ge before him, he choked, "Drive faster; I want her to be treated fast."
"Yes, sir! Will quickly send ma'am to the hospital!"
"Alright." The driver floored the accelerator. It was as though the ambulance had grown a pair of wings as it sped on the road. "Sir, there's a light traffic congestion up ahead; we'll be delayed by a few minutes here."
The moment the man heard that, he whipped out his phone and called his assistant. "Change all the traffic lights in the city to red and restart after two minutes!"
On the other end of the line, a respectful voice replied, "Yes, boss."
"You can drive now; head to the hospital fast!" He lifted his head and told the driver this.
The driver dared not tarry and quickly drove the ambulance. They arrived at the hospital a minute later after driving through all the stationary cars.
