"Xue Yi, have you seen Song Juan?"

Zhao Jingjing asked.

Li Xueyi also shook her head, and suddenly she said, "She seems to have gone to the toilet."

Zhao Jing muttered quietly, "Send her a message."

"She didn't have her phone with her."

Li Xueyi saw Song Juan's mobile phone on the table with sharp eyes.

"I'm just about to go to the bathroom, I'll take a look."

Li Qiaoqiao said and walked out of the box.

Here, He Jinfei and Wei Shengjin drank and bragged, Xia Yan didn't get involved, he didn't like to drink much.

He was eating with Zhang Shengli on the side.

Hearing the conversation on Zhao Jingjing's side, Xia Yan felt a little wrong in his heart.

But he didn't think much of it.

Just go to the toilet, is it possible that something can happen?

Not long after Xia Yan's thought passed, Zhao Jingjing's phone rang.

Zhao Jingjing answered suspiciously, and Li Qiaoqiao's panicked voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh no, Song Juan fainted! Come quickly."

Zhao Jingjing still turned on the hands-free, and everyone heard it this time.

"What!"

Wei Shengjin, who had a good impression of Song Juan, stood up suddenly.

Xia Yan frowned, already feeling a bad premonition.

It won't be so unlucky, can it be a problem to eat?

"Qiaoqiao, where are you now?"

Zhao Jingjing asked anxiously.

"We are in this women's toilet where we go out and turn right, Song Juan has a lot of blood in her mouth, what should I do."

Li Qiaoqiao said in a panic.

"Call 120 first."

Xia Yan calmly reminded.

Zhang Shengli immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

"Let's go and see."

He Jinfei shouted.

A group of people immediately rushed out of the box and rushed towards the toilet with great vigour.

Zhang Shengli went out of the house, 120 connected.

"Hello?"

"Hello, 120? Purple Night Hotel, someone fainted and vomited blood."

Zhang Shengli remembered Li Qiaoqiao's last words and added.

He was secretly frightened in his heart, what happened to this Song Juan, and she actually vomited blood.

"Done?"

Zhang Shengli glanced at Xia Yan and nodded.

"They said they would come soon."

Xia Yan didn't panic at all, anyway, it had nothing to do with him.

A group of people soon came to the toilet.

There are already quite a few people around here.

"Let it go, let it go."

Xia Yan followed and squeezed in, sweeping it at a glance, Song Juan, who was still alive before, was lying on the ground unconscious at the moment, with a pool of scarlet blood on her mouth.

"I'll go."

Xia Yan was taken aback by Song Juan's appearance.

Immediately, his heart moved, covered his eyes with both hands, quietly opened the writing wheel eye, and looked through the gap between his fingers.

Putting away the writing wheel, Xia Yan felt relieved, fortunately, he didn't see anything bad.

It seems to be an acute illness.

"Quietly, what should I do!"

Li Qiaoqiao, who was panicked and overwhelmed, seemed to see a savior after Zhao Jingjing and others came, and hurriedly asked.

"Ah, Song Juan, what's wrong?"

Zhao Jingjing and the others were also shocked when they saw Song Juan's current appearance.

"I don't know, I saw Song Juan like this as soon as I came over."

Li Qiaoqiao's anxious tears rolled in his eyes.

"Don't worry, 120 will be here soon."

Zhang Shengli reminded.

"Then should we carry Song Juan to the first floor first?"

He Jinfei didn't know what to do

Yes, I said.

"I don't know what her situation is, so don't act rashly and wait for the paramedics to come!"

Zhang Shengli said cautiously.

Xia Yan nodded in agreement, and rashly raised Song Juan, it would be bad if he caused a second injury.

"Why are you still stunned, lift it up!"

Zhao Jing was anxious.

yelled.

Xia Yan, Zhang Shengli, He Jinfei, and Wei Shengjin looked at each other and did not move.

Zhang Shengli pursed his lips, thinking that you roared a yarn, you should carry it yourself.

If it weren't for Zhao Jingjing being He Jinfei's girlfriend, he would definitely have to say a few words about her.

"Quiet, calm down."

Li Xueyi on the side was frightened by Zhao Jingjing's sudden yelling, in the dormitory, the relationship between the two of them is the best.

Zhao Jingjing is so worried, but it is reasonable.

She also heard Zhang Shengli's words just now and felt that what she said made sense.

Zhao Jingjing came back to her senses and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry."

"Hey, what's that?"

He Jinfei shook his head, it was originally the happiest day of the year for Zhao Jingjing, but he didn't expect this to happen.

Several people waited for Song Juan, who was unconscious, for about 10 minutes, and several medical staff with stretchers ran in the corridor.

"The doctor is here!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Where's the patient?"

The female doctor at the head shouted in advance before she could come.

The crowd of onlookers automatically split their way, and the paramedics rushed in.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Zhao Jingjing asked nervously.

The female doctor briefly examined it, shook her head, and said, "It's not clear for the time being, come and help you carry it down."

came downstairs to the hotel, and saw Zhao Jingjing, Li Qiaoqiao and Li Xueyi follow up the ambulance.

The ambulance couldn't stay for so many people, He Jinfei didn't go, and watched the ambulance go away.

"What are we going to do?"

Wei Shengjin said speechlessly.

He Jinfei shook his head, he didn't expect this to happen.

"Shall we go and see?"

Wei Shengjin proposed.

"Forget it, what's the matter with us, let's go back to school."

Zhang Shengli said.

"Go back, I'll have to take a look."

He Jinfei sighed, after all, it was his girlfriend's roommate who had an accident.

He also had to pay a visit.

"Then I'll be with you."

Wei Shengjin was still thinking about Song Juan.

"Get in the car."

"Then I'll go back to school with Natsuhiko."

Zhang Shengli said.

Xia Yan didn't speak, and acquiesced.

He didn't have a good impression of that Song Juan, and secretly said that Wei Shengjin was ugly, and when he saw that Wei Shengjin was going to follow, he didn't speak.

It's not his style to speak ill of people behind his back.

"Well, let's go, you guys go back."

He Jinfei said and walked towards the hotel.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Wei Shengjin shouted suspiciously.

"I haven't paid yet!"

He Jinfei trotted.

The next morning.

He Jinfei, who didn't come back overnight, and Wei Shengjin went back to the dormitory.

"How about that Song Juan?"

Zhang Shengli had already woken up, playing with his mobile phone in bed, and poked his head out when he heard the movement and asked.

Xia Yan also woke up and lay on the bed.

Wei Shengjin sighed, "It's stomach bleeding, and the person has stabilized."

He Jinfei said with emotion: "It seems that Song Juan doesn't drink much, right, I knew that I wouldn't order wine, just drink some drinks."

Xia Yan was just about to say something, when suddenly a phone call came

It's coming.

Xia Yan glanced at this somewhat familiar number, hesitated for a few seconds and connected the phone.

"Hey?"

"Emperor Yan, something happened, more than 20 patients with similar symptoms of stomach bleeding appeared around the Purple Night Hotel last night, and all of them died just now.