Her silence seemed to be misunderstood by the man, who immediately darkened his face, "No go, forget it!"
"Fine, fine, a thousand then! I agree!"
The man "hmphed," and then, looking askance, said, "Both of us, a thousand each."
Ye Liangyan was taken aback and nodded hastily, "Okay then, a thousand each. Now please hurry and take us to Shengjing Hospital, my friend is breathing slowly."
The two men smiled triumphantly as the driver turned the wheel and headed towards Shengjing Hospital.
Ye Liangyan kept a calm facade, but inside she couldn't help sneering to herself.
A thousand yuan, for an average college student, might be a substantial sum.
But to her, it was nothing.
These two men seemed to be nothing more than shortsighted thugs who probably couldn't make an extra dime most of the time. They could be bought off for a mere thousand yuan. If she had known this earlier, she should have talked about money with them sooner.
They soon arrived at Shengjing Hospital.
