The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, but it was hard to catch a taxi at the airport. His brow furrowed tightly until he finally spotted a taxi. Just as it was about to drive past, he hurried over and stood in front of the car, stretching out his hands to stop it.
"Are you fucking crazy?"
The driver hit the brakes sharply, stuck his head out, and swore loudly.
Su Junhao didn't care what he said. He opened the passenger door and said, "Go to Jiancai Hospital."
The driver turned his head to look at him, "Can't you understand human language? I have to return the car now, not taking passengers."
Su Junhao reached into the inner pocket of his suit, his gaze cold, and said, "Drive."
The driver was startled, thinking he was about to draw a gun, fearing he had encountered some kind of criminal. His previous swagger immediately disappeared.
"Sir, please, no, no, I'll drive, just put that down, please put it down." The driver said timidly as he started the car.
