Perhaps only she could save him. But how could he bring himself to say it?
"Let's go quickly."
He hoped the medication he carried with him would provide relief; otherwise, he could only rely on his strong willpower.
As soon as the two stepped out of the infirmary, Qiao Muting suddenly stopped, clutched his chest, and leaned against the corridor wall with an extremely painful expression.
Why was the reaction so swift this time?
"What's wrong?" Qian Lai helped him up.
He seemed to have all his strength drained away, and was now so weak that he was almost collapsing.
The man began to take deep, heavy breaths, his chest heaving violently.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"I...I can't breathe..."
The man had lost all strength and slumped to the ground.
ah!
Qian Lai screamed. She cradled the man's drooping head, frantic and terrified, tears streaming down her face: "What happened?"
The man's deep breaths became increasingly deep, but the frequency suddenly dropped.
He held her hand tightly, his eyes bloodshot, his brows furrowed, and he looked at Qian Lai with pleading eyes, saying intermittently, "If... I can't... take it anymore, help me... give the child to... the army."
"Don't talk nonsense! Do you have any medicine, or any medicine that can save you? Tell me quickly..."
"Medicine... medicine, you..." Qiao Muting hadn't finished speaking when he collapsed to the ground, barely breathing.
Qian Lai was terrified.
The "comrades-in-arms" who just rescued the child together can be considered to have gone through thick and thin together.
Watching a lively, energetic person suddenly pass away right before your eyes?
She couldn't accept it at all.
"Dr. Qiao, wake up!"
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