After more than ten minutes, Xiang Tianqing seemed to wake up a little bit. He turned around and looked at the strange room around him. Then he tried his best to prop up his body again. He poured himself a cup of water before the tea table. After drinking it all, he helped the wall to the porch.

The shoes in the mysterious place were all over the floor, and her keys and satchel were also lying on the floor, looking a little embarrassed.

He bent down to pick up his satchel and folded it back to the tea table again. His hands trembled slightly and turned out a white tablet from the bag. After swallowing three tablets in succession, he poured a glass of water. Some of his red and swollen eyes were clear.

Take clothes to get up and get into the bathroom, two legs soft as if walking on cotton, still in the chatter.

Gently turn on the lamp in front of the mirror, take off clothes, Xiang Tianqing looks at himself in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was red all over, and her hot skin seemed to be on fire. However, this large piece of red haze could not cover the trace that the man left on her last night.

Xiang Tianqing reached out and gently stroked her chest. Her eyes were stunned. The air was still quiet, but it made her feel colder and colder. After a long time of recovery, she seemed afraid to look at herself in the mirror again. She soon turned around and opened the shower.

After a quick bath, she changed her clothes, but it was obvious that her condition had not improved, and she was still red and hot. If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that there are many fine and dense red spots on her skin.

She put on a long sleeve coat with a hat at random. Before she could stand firm, her figure began to shake slightly, and her sight became more and more blurred. She stood by the door of the wardrobe for a long time, but she did not get any better. Instead, she became more and more powerless.

Xiang Tianqing slowly opened some chaotic eyes, took a mask on his face, grabbed the satchel and ran out of the room. He didn't even change his slippers.

"Master, go to the Seventh People's Hospital..."

The driver turned his head and looked at Xiang Tianqing, who was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but say, "girl, are you sick? I don't think you are comfortable."

Xiang Tianqing tried to open her red eyes, squeezed out a weak smile and said, "yes."

"And your family? How can you go to the hospital yourself? Come and have a look The driver seems to be worried.

Xiang Tianqing listened to the driver's words with drooping eyes, but felt that even his voice was gradually drifting away. Even in the hazy, she could hardly hear what he was saying.

"Girl, why don't you call your friend and let someone accompany you, or you can take care of you, or you can't rest assured that you are so ill." The driver looked at the weak woman in the rear-view mirror and couldn't help speaking.

Xiang Tianqing could hardly hear what he was talking about, but he could feel that he was kind. Then he said in a hoarse voice: "thank you, master..."

Seeing her voice even more and more powerless, the driver can't help shaking his head, sighing, no more words.

"Here we are, girl." The driver turned his head and looked at Xiang Tianqing, who seemed to be in a coma. He couldn't help but remind him.

"Girl? Wake up The hospital is here. " The driver had to speak again.

Just when he thought that Xiang Tianqing might have fallen asleep, the quiet woman slowly opened her eyes, turned her head and looked at the hospital outside the window, and said in a hoarse voice, "how much is it?"