So, with Lu Zixiao's help, she came to the room on the top floor.
As soon as Lu Zixiao put her down, he started to pull off the black sweatshirt he was wearing.
However, half of the clothes were dragged.
Qiao Mengxing suddenly stood up from the bed with a sudden jerk.
Then, he kicked Lu Zixiao.
Since Lu Zixiao was only halfway through dragging his clothes, he was like a living target. His hands were covered in clothes as if they were shackled, and there was no room for him to fight back.
"Snapped."
"boom!"
Qiao Mengxing's operation was as fierce as a tiger's.
He beat Lu Zixiao to the ground and begged for mercy.
"Auntie, stop fighting."
Lu Zixiao never expected that while he was defrauding Qiao Mengxing, he would actually be deceived by Qiao Mengxing.
At this time, he was lying on his body facing the ground.
Qiao Mengxing twisted his hands behind his back and controlled him forcefully.
"You are not Zhou Zetian at all. Why are you pretending to be Zhou Zetian?"
"Also, I have recorded the video of what you just tried to do to me. If you don't tell the truth, we will watch it."
However, Lu Zixiao, who originally begged her not to fight, suddenly became silent.
"Hey, don't pretend to be dead." Qiao Mengxing reached out and patted Lu Zixiao on the head.
As a result, Lu Zixiao was still lying on the ground like a dead fish, without any movement.
She quickly took away Lu Zixiao's black sweatshirt.
But he saw that the corners of Lu Zixiao's mouth were covered with foam, and his eyes turned white, as if he was about to die.
"Fuck, don't trick me, I didn't mean to beat you to death."
In desperation, Qiao Mengxing hurriedly dialed 120.
Five minutes later.
She got into the ambulance with Lu Zixiao.
Went to the hospital together again.
However, Lu Zixiao had just been sent to the emergency room for a few minutes.
The doctor came out and said to her regretfully: "Miss, his illness is terminal and there is no way to treat it."
Gu Wanyao looked at the doctor in confusion: "What is a terminal illness?"
"It's a very rare disease. It's not yet clear what it is."
"What should I do? Can I be saved?"
"It is recommended to transfer to another hospital." The other party said.
"this……"
Qiao Mengxing wanted to send this counterfeit to the detention center.
But, it doesn't mean that she wants Lu Zixiao to die.
She had never had such thoughts.
What's more, this counterfeit now has a face exactly like Zhou Zetian's.
Inexplicably, she would think of Zhou Zetian's lonely and painful mood when he was buried.
So, she dialed Gu Wanyao's cell phone by mistake.
"Mengmeng, where were you in such a hurry just now?"
"Yaoyao, do you know the impostor pretending to be Zhou Zetian?"
"I know, you told me, what happened to him?"
"He suddenly foamed at the mouth and was about to die. The hospital also said that he had a very strange illness that seemed incurable, and asked me to transfer him to another hospital."
Gu Wanyao frowned in confusion: "Why is it so similar to a patient I once treated? Can you tell me what else is going on with him?"
"My eyes are white, the veins on the back of my hands are bulging, my nails are black, and I'm a little twitching."
Gu Wanyao: "Where are you? I'll find you right away."
"Yaoyao, can you treat him?"
"It can be cured. I treated an exactly the same patient before."
Qiao Mengxing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I'm afraid that if he dies, I will be involved. By the way, what is his disease?"
"In Chinese medicine, they are collectively referred to as difficult and complicated diseases."
"Okay, let's stop talking now and come here quickly."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Mengxing began to complete the discharge procedures for Lu Zixiao.
As soon as she laid Lu Zixiao down on the table and chair, Gu Wanyao arrived.
She looked at Gu Wanyao in surprise: "Yaoyao, why are you so fast?"
Gu Wanyao: "I can't afford to delay rescuing people."
"Yes, yes, please take a look at his condition."
"good."
Afterwards, Gu Wanyao began to feel Lu Zixiao's pulse.
After observing his condition, we started preparing to give him acupuncture.
Qiao Mengxing suddenly took her hand: "Yaoyao, if it can't be cured, it will cost people's lives, right?"