The woman on the bed had her eyes tightly closed, her complexion pale, with a rivulet of blood flowing from beneath her nose, already soaking half of the pillow.
She seemed to have no sensation whatsoever and had fallen into a coma.
Gu Siting rushed over to the bed in a few strides, and when he touched Ming Yao's forehead, it was burning hot.
"Yaoyao, Yaoyao!"
He called her name several times, but she showed no response at all.
Gu Siting didn't dare to delay, quickly lifting her in a horizontal carry and racing downstairs.
Seeing Gu Siting hurry down while carrying Ming Yao, Old Madam Gu and Song Yulan were both shocked.
"Siting, what happened to Yaoyao?"
Without responding, Gu Siting glanced at Steward Zhong, "Get the car ready quickly."
Steward Zhong promptly drove a car out of the garage.
Gu Siting sat in the backseat holding Ming Yao and kept urging Steward Zhong to speed up all the way.
