"Feeling very uncomfortable? Is it acute high altitude disease?" James Black remembered that the small town where Jane Sampson was located was in a high altitude region. Jane Sampson had been frail since childhood. If he had known earlier that she was going to that town today, he surely would have brought her back from the film crew.
On the phone, Jane Sampson uttered a sound with a very heavy nasal tone, sounding pitiful, "My nose is blocked, my head hurts a lot, my face feels hot, as if I'm about to have a fever, my heart feels unusually heavy, my head dull and throbbing. James Black, I'm afraid I might die."
"Don't talk nonsense," the temple of James Black's head began to throb violently. "Did you take your medication for acute high altitude disease?"
"Hmm, but it seems to have no effect on me," Jane Sampson sobbed softly. She didn't want to cry, but the tears just wouldn't stop.
