President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 490

I didn’t feel quite right.

I held my cell phone and was a little nervous. I thought and asked the driver, “how far is it?”

The driver gave me a look in the rearview mirror and said, “it’s almost there.”

I didn’t know if it was because I was too nervous. His eyes scared me a little.

Where were we going? I thought we were going into the mountain!

Was there a hospital here?

Did Nelson arrange the driver?

I regretted that I was too bold. How could I come alone where Nelson told me? And I was not sure where it was.

What should I do?

I looked around. It was surrounded by trees. If I got off here, I had nowhere to go.

I hesitated and started talking to the driver, “I’m a tourist. A friend of mine lives here. Why is it so far from the city?”

The driver listened to me and laughed, “I see. Generally no one comes here. It’s a small town and has nothing.”

“Oh...” I listened to the driver and was relieved.

I looked at him in the rearview mirror. He may be in his 60s, but I was not sure.

I looked at him and thought and asked, “is there a hospital there?”

“Yes!” The driver replied decisively, “there is the best Orthopaedic Hospital in our country...”

The driver began to praise it.

He told me that the hospital is famous all over the country and even the world. The president once fell and hurt himself, and he came here for treatment.

The driver didn’t talk before, but now I found that he was a chatterbox.

But I was relieved.

That meant Nelson didn’t cheat me.

But it was normal. After all, it was about his life. Bone marrow was different from blood. It had side effects, so there were very few people willing to donate bone marrow.

Cindy rejected him, so I was the only hope.

He had to please me.

I didn’t see the town until about two hours later.

There were many distinctive two-story buildings and they were old at first sight.

There were some old people on the street in the small town. I could see from their faces that the people who lived here were very happy.

Soon the car stopped.

It was on a very narrow road.

“Here we are.” The driver asked me, “credit card or cash?”

“Credit card.”

I took out my credit card and handed it to the driver.

Because I came in such a hurry, I only went to one bank and changed a few currencies of Country E.

I asked the driver, “where is the hospital?”

“Here.” The car stopped on the left side of the road and the driver pointed to the right.

I saw that the hospital praised by the driver was totally different from what I thought. There was no high-rise building and courtyard, but a small yard and two three-story buildings.

“Here?”

I thought it was incredible.

“Yes, here.” The driver said very definitely.

Then I asked, “where is the building in the address?”

“Here.” The driver pointed to a small two-story building next to the car.

Cindy rented the house directly across from the hospital.