"Jixiang? What's wrong with you? You better not be faking..." Zhang Yongzhong was truly frightened when he saw Li Jixiang lying motionless on the ground. He shouted for a long time, but there wasn't any response from her.
"Faking my ass! Miss Li must have acute alcohol poisoning!" Niu Chongtian, with his ample experience, spoke up. "Brother Zhang, isn't there a hospital nearby?"
"Yes, right next door, Haidian Hospital... Don't scare me, she hasn't drunk that much, how could she possibly get alcohol poisoning?" Zhang Yongzhong said nervously.
"What's with all the 'possibly' talk! Xiaochen, help me settle the bill, I'm taking Miss Li to the hospital!"
To prevent Li Jixiang's uncontrollable vomiting from clogging her airway, Niu Chongtian carried her on his back, took the elevator downstairs, and dashed to the hospital.
"Emergency! Doctor, emergency! Acute alcohol poisoning! Somebody come quick!" He started shouting as soon as he entered the outpatient lobby.
