Chapter 685: Running to the Hospital Liu Xiaohua felt dizzy, her ears were buzzing, and the world was spinning.
She knew she couldn't hold on any longer, and if she continued, it would only cause trouble for everyone.
She finally gave up and nodded weakly, her voice barely audible: "Well... then I'll go rest for a while..."
Liu Xiaohua almost relied on her willpower as she dragged her heavy feet and staggered towards the door leading to the backyard.
When Zhao Rui passed by with the dishes, the corner of his eyes kept following her shaky back. He felt like something was pulling at his heart, making it up and down, and he was holding the plate in his hands a little absent-mindedly.
All this happened to be seen by Lu Qingyang who had just arrived at the store.
His gaze swept back and forth between the restless Zhao Rui and Liu Xiaohua who disappeared behind the door curtain, and his eyes, which were always perceptive, narrowed slightly.
Not long after, Zhao Rui was returning from the lobby with a pile of empty bowls, and ran into Lu Qingyang who seemed to be leaving.
Lu Qingyang didn't ask any more questions. He took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Rui. "There are fever-reducing medicine and burn ointment in it."
He paused, glanced vaguely towards the backyard, and lowered his voice, "Liu Xiaohua looked uncomfortable just now. If it's convenient for you, give it to her. Don't delay."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Rui's reaction, he stuffed the medicine box into his hand and gently patted his shoulder: "There are people here, go quickly!"
Zhao Rui held the box of medicine in his hand, his heart jumping up and down like a rabbit.
He hesitated about how to start, rehearsing his apology over and over in his mind, but his feet had already moved uncontrollably to the door of the small house in the backyard.
The yard was very quiet, and I could hear the faint noise coming from the front hall.
He stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.
"Xiaohua? Xiaohua, are you in there?" he called in a low voice, not wanting to disturb her rest.
There was no response from inside.
He knocked a few more times with more force, his voice rising a little: "Xiaohua? Liu Xiaohua! Are you okay? Answer me!"
There was still dead silence.
Thinking of her pale face and shaky figure before, Zhao Rui's mind buzzed.
He could no longer care about anything else, took a step back, and suddenly kicked the door hard.
The old-fashioned door bolt was not very strong. Under the violent impact in a hurry, it was kicked open with a "clang".
In the dim light, Liu Xiaohua's eyes were tightly closed, her face was frighteningly pale, the strands of hair on her forehead were soaked with cold sweat and stuck to her skin, and she was curled up, completely unconscious.
"Wake up, Xiaohua, wake up." He gently patted her cheek, which was burning hot to the touch. The temperature scared her.
Zhao Rui tried to pick her up, but found that she was limp all over and couldn't muster any strength.
놛 regretted not noticing something was wrong with her sooner.
He staggered out of the hut, holding the burning, unconscious Liu Xiaohua in his arms, completely panicked and at a loss.
"Help, help! Xiaohua has fainted!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a steady figure quickly flashed out from the corner of the corridor leading to the front hall. It was Lu Qingyang who came rushing over after hearing the sound.
Seeing the pale, unconscious Liu Xiaohua in Zhao Rui's arms, his brows furrowed instantly: "What happened? Did she faint?"
"She... her whole body is burning and she can't be woken up." Zhao Rui said incoherently and urgently.
A few moments after Lu Qingyang appeared, Shen Mo quickly followed.
When she saw the situation, her face darkened. Without hesitation, she stepped forward and said, "Quick, put her somewhere ventilated, and put her down gently."
"Yes, yes, you are a medical student, you should know how to diagnose illnesses, hurry up and take a look at Xiaohua." Zhao Rui shouted.
Chen Mo immediately squatted down, stretched out three fingers, and placed them precisely on Liu Xiaohua's slender wrist, concentrating her mind and carefully feeling her pulse.
After a moment, Shen Mo gently put down Liu Xiaohua's hand, opened her eyelids to look, and then used the back of her hand to feel the temperature of her forehead.
"How is it?" Zhao Rui asked impatiently.
Chen Mo raised her head. "The pulse is weak and thin, and the forehead is hot to the touch. It is indeed a high fever. Initially, it seems that it is due to overwork and deficiency of Qi and blood. In addition... it seems that there is also excessive worry and restlessness, which leads to the invasion of external evil and the onset of illness. But are there any other specific problems, such as whether there is a lung infection? We need to go to the hospital to listen with a stethoscope. There is no time to delay."
"Yes, yes, yes, go to the hospital, go to the hospital quickly."
Looking at the increasingly weak breath and scorching temperature of the person in his arms, Zhao Rui felt like he was being tortured in a frying pan every second.
"I can't wait." He growled and looked down. His 28-inch bicycle was leaning against the wall, but it was impossible to let an unconscious person ride a bicycle.
Without a moment's hesitation, Zhao Rui turned around abruptly, with his back to Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo, and said urgently, "Brother Lu, give me a hand and help her onto my back!"
Lu Qingyang instantly understood Liu Xiaohua's intention and without asking any questions, he immediately stepped forward to help and carefully transferred the limp Liu Xiaohua to Zhao Rui's back.
Zhao Rui held her knees with his backhand and fixed her firmly on his back.
"Hold on tight." Zhao Rui shouted to the unconscious Liu Xiaohua, although he knew she couldn't hear him.
Then, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his legs, and ran towards the nearest hospital.
"Hey, Xiao Zhao, you..." Ma Hongxia came back to her senses from extreme shock and panic and chased out of the yard.
"Xiaohua..."
Ma Hongxia was heartbroken and didn't care about anything else. She stumbled and ran after him, wiping her tears as she ran, feeling anxious and scared.
Zhao Ma tried his best, his mind was blank, and he had only one thought: Faster! Faster!
Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo followed closely behind on their bicycles. Shen Mo looked worriedly at Liu Xiaohua, who was unresponsive on Zhao Rui's back, from time to time, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.
This distance, which seemed long even when riding a bicycle, seemed to be shortened a lot as Zhao Rui ran wildly.
When he finally saw the hospital, he was almost exhausted, his face flushed, he was gasping for breath, and his throat was full of the smell of blood.
Without stopping, he staggered into the hospital gate, shouting hoarsely, "Doctor, doctor, hurry, help, she fainted and has a high fever."
At this moment, Zhao Rui really didn't feel tired. It wasn't until Xiaohua lay on the hospital bed that he felt exhausted all over.
Chen Mo and Lu Qingyang, who followed behind, looked at each other in surprise.
In fact, Lu Qingyang had already understood everything when he saw Zhao Rui's behavior just now.
놛's behavior reacts before 깊 does.
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