Chapter Ninety-Five: Just Remember His Phone Number

As soon as Ling Tanxue sat down, the whole person felt chills, she had been holding back for a long time, and as soon as she suddenly relaxed, she felt a churning in her stomach, and she had a premonition that she was going to vomit.

Quickly stood up against the wall, ran to the trash can, and as soon as he got to the trash can, he immediately threw up.

"Vomit ......"

Ling Tanxue squatted next to the trash can and vomited for more than ten minutes, her eyes were dizzy, and she almost fainted.

I vomited it clean, and I felt a little more comfortable, but after only a few minutes, I immediately felt uncomfortable again.

Will she die if she goes on like this?

Ling Tanxue saw that Ning Caiqi was not at home and had to leave again, she walked out of the door of the community and asked the doorman to borrow a mobile phone.

The doorman kindly took the phone and gave it to her.

She was holding her mobile phone, and she was also worried, whose mobile phone number did she remember?

In my mind, the only thing I can memorize is my parents' mobile phones...... Tang Shuo, who grew up together.

Of course she didn't dare to call her parents' numbers now, otherwise they would think that something big had happened to her and they would be very anxious.

With the doorman's mobile phone, she couldn't hold it for too long, so she had to call Tang Shuo hard.

Unfamiliar number, I don't know if he will answer.

But the call was quickly picked up.

"Who?"

"It's ...... me"

"Xiaoxue? Is that you? Tang Shuo's voice was a little anxious.

"It's me, I'm at the gate of the Swiss Court community now, can you come and pick me up?" I didn't have any money with me, I didn't have my phone or keys, and I couldn't go home. ”

"You wait for me, I'll go over right away, about half an hour."

"Hmm." Ling Tanxue nodded, hung up the phone and returned the phone to the doorman, and said thank you to the doorman's eldest brother.

The doorman's eldest brother saw that her face was very bad, so he asked, "Beauty, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, thank you." Ling Tanxue said gratefully.

"Are you waiting for someone?" The doorman asked again.

"Well, wait a minute."

"Grab a stool and sit down for a while." As he spoke, the doorman pulled out a chair and placed it on the side of the doorman's door.

Ling Tanxue thanked, "Thank you, I'll sit for a while." ”

Ling Tanxue sat down, although she was at the door of the guard department, she also felt that she was quite desolate, penniless, and so uncomfortable that she wanted to die.

I don't know how long I waited, but I finally saw Tang Shuo's car parked on the side of the road.

"Light snow." Tang Shuo got out of the car and ran over, seeing her sitting at the door so pitifully, and said distressedly, "What's wrong?" Why are you not wearing anything on your body? ”

Ling Tanxue stood up and said, "Don't ask, send me to the hospital first, I feel like I'm about to die." ”

Tang Shuo saw that her lips were white, and immediately picked her up, turned around and got into the car.

Maybe it was because he knew that he was about to arrive at the hospital and was safe, Ling Tanxue's body and mind relaxed, and he quickly fell asleep in his car.

Tang Shuo sent her to the hospital, quickly completed the procedures, the doctor diagnosed it as acute gastroenteritis, and prescribed her a lot of medicine, and at this moment, she was receiving an infusion.

Tang Shuo came back to the ward after paying the money and saw that there were four big bottles of potion hanging on her bedside, and it should take three hours to finish this potion.

He looked at the time, and it was already half past twelve, and the day was almost bright after the potion was finished.

Looking at Ling Tanxue, who was still asleep, Tang Shuo walked over, moved a stool and sat next to him, holding her hand that was being infusion, that hand was cold, and he gently covered it with both hands.

The nurse came in and saw him so caring, and quipped: "I really love your girlfriend, but I still have to eat on time in the future, now you white-collar workers, rich people, don't pay attention to your body for money, and there are a large number of patients with gastroenteritis coming in every day." ”