C469 I'm dying

The facts proved that her guess was right. After about a minute or two, Su Zixian called.

"Hello?" Song Hanlu purposely spoke with a tone that seemed to have just woken up.

"It's me …"

On the other side of the phone, Su Zixian's voice was strange, as though he was forcing something.

Song Hanlu immediately sat up on the bed and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Su Zixian paused, and asked with some difficulty: "Do you have any musk in the perfume you gave me?"

Hearing that, Song Hanlu was startled, as expected it was because of the perfume.

She denied it subconsciously, "No, I know your pollen is allergic to it, how can I add musk?"

After she answered, there was a moment of silence.

Su Zixian's voice gradually grew softer until it was almost inaudible at the back: "I'm feeling very uncomfortable right now, can you come over here …"

Song Hanlu originally thought that she was trying to act tough with her, but after he finished saying those words, he stopped moving. She couldn't help but become a little nervous and she quickly said: "Are you home right now? "Then hurry up and call an ambulance. What's the use of calling me? I'm not a doctor."

Anxious, she pinched her cell phone in frustration.

What was this man trying to do? Why did he come all the way over here to suffer if he was about to lose?

"…"

After waiting for half a minute, there was still no sound from the other end of the phone, and only when the sound of something heavy hitting the ground entered Song Hanlu's ears did she realize that something big had happened!

"Su Zixian, how are you?!"

Song Hanlu raised her voice. Due to her nervousness, the space between her fingers turned slightly white.

Finally, a weak male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Come quickly..." Don't call an ambulance, I'm not going to the hospital. "

With that, the phone was hung up.

Song Hanlu gripped her phone, she stood there in a daze, and was at a loss.

She knew the address of Su Zixian's home, but she had never gone there before. She wanted to see if Su Zixian was dead, but she was afraid that she would kill him because of the musk she had secretly added in the perfume.

This was the first time in Song Hanlu's life that she was so conflicted and hesitant.

Half an hour later, she was still at Su Zixian's home.

Su Zixian opened the door for her with a pale face.

Seeing his miserable state, it was impossible for Song Hanlu not to feel guilty, but she had never been good at apologizing to others, so she forced herself to stand up and say: "Why did the phone say that it was almost done for, isn't it still possible for her to walk to the door?"

According to usual circumstances, Su Zixian would definitely talk back to her with a few words, but this time, he rarely did so and went straight to the point, "Did you add musk into the perfume you gave me?"

He had asked this question on the phone, and now he was asking it again, making it clear that his symptoms were caused by musk.

The only chance he had to come into contact with the musk scent was from this bottle of perfume that Song Hanlu had given him.

Thinking that it would be meaningless to hide it any longer, Song Hanlu bit her lips and admitted it, "Yes, I added a bit of musk, but I didn't expect the consequences to be this serious."

Although she answered in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, she was actually feeling weak in her heart. After all, because of her prank, she had turned him into such a miserable state.

"So what's the situation with you? "Why did the call just now seem like it's about to die?"

Song Hanlu quickly changed the topic and asked about his condition.