Song Xiang took a closer look and realized that Chu Xun in the wheelchair had already fainted. She pushed and pushed without noticing.
The secretary walking in front also stopped introducing, but continued to walk forward in a daze.
As soon as Rong Qi shouted, everyone came to their senses. Song Xiang instinctively grabbed Chu Xun's wheelchair and took him out together.
My mind went blank and I just tried my best. When I got outside the operating room, my head started to feel dizzy.
"Call the doctor!"
Before my vision completely went dark, I heard an unknown voice.
…
"Dr. Paul, what do you think?"
"The situation is quite stable, but fortunately there is not much inhalation."
"It's best to let the Prime Minister take another look..."
"Going for an appointment with the doctor."
Song Xiang heard this conversation in a daze and scolded Xiang Shuyi in his heart. Sure enough, it was useless at the critical moment.
I wanted to open my eyelids, but found that they were so heavy and I couldn't control my limbs.
"Miss Rong, please don't worry. You have inhaled a little methane and need to recover." The doctor reminded.
It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he did, Song Xiang wanted to get up even more.
I want to ask why, and also want to ask other people about their situation.
I couldn't even lift my fingers, so I could only wait.
About half an hour later, I finally saw a little light in front of my eyes and could barely move my body.
"I……"
My throat feels so uncomfortable.
There was a servant nearby who came over and gave her some water.
"Where is Chu Xun?"
"The young master is next door."
Song Xiang stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."
It was uncomfortable when she woke up just now. Within half an hour, she was able to sit up.
The doctor didn't stop him and said it would be good to go out and breathe some air.
The servant helped Song Xiang to go to the next door. Song Xiang opened the door quietly without knocking.
Entering the room, there was a faint sound of spoons hitting bowls.
Song Xiang thought it was a servant and took a step forward.
When I walked around the corner, I could just see Chu Xun's bedroom.
The door was open, and the scene inside could be seen clearly.
Tan Shu was sitting by the bed, holding a bowl of water and using a spoon to moisten Chu Xun's lips.
Although her face was expressionless and there was no emotion in her eyes, she seemed to be just a nurse taking care of the patients.
But Song Xiang was still shocked. Tan Shu had been with her for nearly four months and had always maintained a strict distance. Let alone Chu Xun, she could guarantee that Tan Shu never took such care of her when she was in a coma just now.
Pass her.
The servant next to her wanted to speak, but she stopped her. She shook her head slightly and motioned for him to help her leave.
Come quietly and walk quietly, no one inside will notice.
After leaving the door, Song Xiang stood in the corridor and took a deep breath.
Not long after returning to the room, Suman finally came back. Hearing their situation, he gasped immediately.
"It's really dangerous. It's actually a leak from Ranqi. If there's a little open flame, isn't it going to explode?"
When Song Xiang heard this, he couldn't eat the porridge anymore.
I felt dizzy for a while, then started to retching.
Suman was shocked and rushed to call the doctor.
Song Xiang felt like the world was spinning, and then she heard the doctor say: "It's normal, drink more water."
Drink more water, the most annoying thing in the world.
I felt so uncomfortable that I began to think about severe colds again, which was both aggrieved and painful.
After struggling until dark, Chu Xun also woke up, but he was just retching like Song Xiang.
The two were moved to a room and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to talk.
"Thank you." Chu Xun said suddenly.
Song Xiang felt dizzy and uncomfortable, "What?"
"You still remembered to pull me back then."
Song Xiang smiled hard, "I can't leave you behind."