Chapter 335

Maybe his voice is really mixed with the fatigue of different drunkenness, min Jiangxi subconsciously asked: "which is uncomfortable?"

Qin Zhan took a weak deep breath, and then said, "it's hard everywhere."

Min Jiangxi pondered over the credibility of his words, whether he drank too much nonsense, or the only real feelings under the rational.

Thinking for a moment, she tentatively asked: "stomach or headache?"

If there are both, or only one, it's too much to drink.

Qin Zhan said lazily: "dizziness, sweating, dyspnea... I feel like I'm going to die."

When min Jiangxi heard the speech, she immediately remembered that his description was not just a symptom of drinking too much. Her face changed slightly. She said, "is it cold? Did you catch a cold? "

Qin Zhan turned over and hugged the bear tightly. He asked in a low voice, "can you give me some medicine?"

He did not order, but asked, min Jiangxi heart a strange across, is a moment of soft hearted.

When she lifted the quilt and got up, min Jiangxi took her mobile phone and said, "wait a minute, I'll go there first."

"Well."

Min Jiangxi hung up the phone, dressed quickly, and then put his trousers on one leg. Qin Zhan called again. She got through, and he said in a voice, "don't hang up."

Minjiangxi a face at a loss, repeat again, "I'll go now, two or three minutes."

Qin Zhandao: "you talk to me..."

A scene immediately appeared in Min Jiangxi's mind. When a dying person was dying, the people around him would always hold each other's hand and force them to listen to him. They were afraid that they would never open their eyes again when they closed their eyes.

Is he so sick?

However, what Qin Zhan thought was very simple. He just wanted to listen to min Jiangxi's voice. Although he wanted to die, he couldn't die for a while.

They have different ideas. Min Jiangxi is holding his mobile phone with his head tilted, while wearing socks quickly. He keeps saying, "if you insist, I'll be there soon."

At four o'clock in the morning, min Jiangxi rushed out of the room, took the elevator to the 27th floor, stood at the door of Qin Zhan's room and rang the doorbell. She said to her mobile phone, "I'm at the door, you open the door."

The heavy breathing sound of a man came from his mobile phone. It seemed that he was struggling to get up. Min Jiangxi couldn't imagine what kind of illness he was. But when he saw him in the afternoon, he looked like a wilt. I think he was uncomfortable from then on. Then he drank so much wine at night. It didn't disguise as a demon.

She held her heart in front of the door. She didn't wait for anyone for a long time. She even said, "you should slow down, don't worry."

Qin Zhan's breathing sound is close to his ear through his mobile phone. It took him more than half a minute for the door to make a slight sound. Min Jiangxi sees a white figure through the crack of the door. It's Qin Zhan in a nightgown.

His face is ugly. He holds the door handle in one hand and the mobile phone tightly in the other. Min Jiangxi's eyes are opposite to him. There's no need to ask whether it's true or not. She's not blind.

Qin Zhanman half shot, put away the mobile phone, red eye looked at her, "come in."

Min Jiangxi stepped in, but Qin Zhan didn't turn around. Instead, he leaned against the wall with difficulty in breathing.

Seeing this, min Jiangxi said in a busy voice, "can I call 120 for you?"

Qin Zhan half drooped his eyelids at her and said, "no need."

With that, he rolled his Adam's apple up and down and held out his hand to min Jiangxi, "give me a hand."

He is like this. Without thinking, min Jiangxi reaches out his hand and holds his small arm. Qin Zhan turns around and walks in. Min Jiangxi asks in a voice, "are you allergic to alcohol or are you uncomfortable in other places?"

Qin Zhan spoke with difficulty, swallowing a way: "seems to have a cold."

Min Jiangxi choked for a long time, and immediately said, "do you still order so much wine for a cold?"

Qin Zhan leaned back on the sofa, pale and feeble, and said, "can you not blame a patient?"

Min Jiangxi pursed her lips and said nothing. Qin Zhan was sitting on the sofa in a white robe. Her upper body was wrapped tightly, but her habitual bifurcated legs stretched out the hem of the robe. When she glanced at it, she almost saw the root of her thigh.

Whew of don't open sight, Min Jiang West way: "you go to change clothes, I accompany you to go to the hospital."

Qin Zhan blinked his hot eyelids and said in a low voice, "I don't want to move."

Min Jiangxi said, "if you are sick and drink, you must go to the hospital quickly. What should you do in case of an accident?"

Qin Zhan tried to raise his eyelids and looked at Min Jiangxi. He looked erratic and persistent. He stared at her and said, "I'm afraid something will happen to me?"

Min Jiangxi said, "of course, as soon as you came to Seoul, you fell ill. It's almost new year's day. How can I explain to your family?"

Qin Zhan looked at her and said in a low voice, "I asked for it."

Min Jiangxi did not gossip with him, but pulled the topic back to the right track, "you go to change clothes quickly."

The room is so cold that he is not afraid of freezing to death even if he dresses like this.

Qin Zhan leaned lazily on the sofa and said in a dull voice, "I can't get up."

Min Jiangxi would like to tell him that he looks like a young child playing tricks, young!

But what can she do? She is a teacher.

What teachers should do is not only to teach and educate people, but also to coax people up most of the time.

A patient who has drunk too much needs to give more patience and care even from the perspective of humanitarianism. Min Jiangxi tries not to look at his uncovered thigh under his nightgown. His eyes are fixed on his upper body. He takes a few steps forward and reaches out his hand.

Seeing this, Qin Zhan stares at Min Jiangxi's eyes. Ignoring her helplessness, he slowly raises his arm and holds her hand.

Min Jiangxi tried to pull him up. Qin Zhan didn't move. He just tilted his arm forward a little. Min Jiangxi tried again, but he was still indifferent. She seemed to pull a gold weight.

"Why don't you do something for yourself?" Min Jiangxi looked at Qin Zhan and said.

Qin Zhan spoke in a low voice: "no strength."

Min Jiangxi thinks that he is a bit intentional, but she has no evidence. After all, his face is very bad, and there is even a layer of sweat on the tip of his nose and forehead. These are not fake.

As the satchel swings behind her, min Jiangxi is a man who does not admit defeat. She looks at Qin Zhan, who is the God of the sea. She changes her hand from one hand to two, and wants to pull him up at one time. Unexpectedly, Qin Zhanfei does not move, but suddenly pulls him up.

Min Jiangxi caught off guard, the key did not know that he would have such a great strength, one did not pay attention, the whole person was pulled forward.

With one hand in Qin Zhan's hand and min Jiangxi's other hand on Qin Zhan's shoulder, he could stop his out of control body and didn't pounce on him.

Qin Zhan raised his head slightly and looked at her. Suddenly, he raised his lips and laughed.

Min Jiangxi's heart was beating wildly. A few seconds later, she stood firm and immediately raised her fist to hit him in the face. Qin Zhan closed her eyes and turned his head, but she was not afraid. When min Jiangxi saw him like this, she didn't drop her fist and threatened: "hurry up, don't force me to hit you!"