Qiao Xiaon'an couldn't quite make out what was being said afterwards.
The hand that was holding Deng Jiaru's arm went limp and silently slipped away. She fell weakly backwards.
If it wasn't for Deng Jiaru's quick reflexes, she would have collapsed on the ground.
She was light, but her entire weight was pressed on Deng Jiaru's forearm, which made her unable to cope. She crouched down, tightly holding her and tried to revive her by shaking her shoulders and pricking her philtrum.
"Qiaoqiao! Qiaoqiao!" Upon hearing Deng Jiaru's anxious shouts, Gu Xu turned around, quickly took the unconscious Qiao Xiaon'an from her arms into his own, "Miss Qiao, Miss Qiao."
It was not that Gu Xu was being rough, he was trying to wake her up. That's why his slap on her face was a bit hard, "Miss Qiao, Miss Qiao."
Dr. Hao: "Quickly take her to the medical room."
Deng Jiaru: "No, I can't let anything happen to Qiaoqiao again, rush her to Minsheng Hospital immediately."
