Chapter 22: She's Sick
Zhang Qiang fainted.
Because he saw the legendary white impermanence, snow-white, with a long red tongue in his mouth, floating in the air looking at him, and said to him, "Take your life, take your life." ”
He has been afraid of ghosts and gods since he was a child, so he directly looked at him and fainted.
Su Qian jumped off the stool, took off the white curtain on his body, wrapped the palm of his left hand to stop the bleeding, and walked to the man who had fainted, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"So intimidating?" she raised her foot and kicked someone, "Hey, get up, call me a doctor, I'm very uncomfortable." ”
The man didn't react, Su Qian sighed, walked outside in a few steps, and found that the environment here was very large, surrounded by rooms, the doors were closed, the windows were sealed, nothing could be seen, and the corridors on both sides were empty, even if there was no one to guard, they didn't know where to go.
What's more, she doesn't have the physical strength to get out.
Therefore, she did not choose to leave, but used Zhang Qiang's mobile phone to make a call.
When Zhang Qiang's boss Qin Hai received a call and hurriedly led people to the room where Su Qian was being held, he saw Su Qian leaning against the wall, constantly panting, and Zhang Qiang was lying on the ground on all fours, obviously fainting.
"What did you do?"
Qin Hai is not as easy to fool as Zhang Qiang, he received Zhang Qiang's mobile phone, but when he heard Su Qian's voice, he knew that something was wrong.
"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to call him to the doctor, but he passed out and I had to call for help. Don't worry, I didn't call my friend for rescue, I only called you. ”
Su Qian said so many words at once, choked and coughed a few times, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
Qin Hai picked up Zhang Qiang's mobile phone, opened it and took a look, there was indeed no communication from strange calls on it.
"Even that doesn't make me believe in you. ”
"You can look it up. Su Qian's breathing became weaker and weaker, and he held on to his last strength and said, "Remember to find out, help me call a doctor-"
Before she could finish speaking, she fainted.
Qin Hai's subordinates immediately stepped forward and probed Su Qian's breath, "Boss, she fainted." ”
Qin Hai stared at the girl with deep eyebrows, and only after a long time did he say, "Go to the doctor, pay attention, don't reveal our identities." ”
"Yes. ”
An hour later, his subordinates brought a middle-aged male doctor, wearing glasses and carrying a medicine box in his hand.
"Boss, the doctor is here. The subordinate leaned into Qin Hai's ear and whispered, "It was introduced by our brother, and it is guaranteed to be reliable." ”
Qin Hai stared at him, it was an ordinary face.
Qin Hai didn't see anything abnormal, so he pointed to the girl on the bed, "Show her, you can't let her die." ”
"Good. ”
The doctor's voice was a little hoarse, and he stepped forward quickly, put down the medicine box, and began to diagnose and treat.
Su Qian fainted due to physical exhaustion, but soon woke up again, and the difficulty in breathing made her very irritable, half-asleep and half-awake, moving around on the bed, but was held down by a pair of powerful big hands.
She wanted to shake it off, but the overdraft of her physical strength made her shake her hands soft, and her left hand was wrapped in a cloth, and the cloth was oozing with red blood.
Behind the doctor's black-framed glasses, there was a hint of cold discoloration.
"How is she, what's going on?"
Qin Hai had been observing this doctor and paying attention to his movements.
The doctor uncovered the gauze on Su Qian's palm, looked at the shocking injury on his head, and his eyebrows sank again.
He opened the medicine box, disinfected and changed the dressing for her, and his voice became colder, "She has asthma, it is very serious, and she needs to go to the hospital as soon as possible." Otherwise, it's dangerous. ”
"No, I can't. Qin Hai refused, "She can't leave here, asthma can't kill anyone, even if you give her medication to control it, the rest has nothing to do with you." ”
"Who says asthma doesn't kill people?"
His brow furrowed, and he spoke with the coldness of an ice pick.