"Sheng Qianxia!" Gong Beiyao pressed hard on the accumulation of fluid in her abdomen, but there was no response.
"Sheng Qianxia, wake up!" He frantically gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
Still no reaction!
Wake up, Sheng Qianxia, wake up!
Gong Beiyao pinched her philtrum, and there was a response, she seemed to regain a bit of consciousness, but remained unclear.
Without any hesitation, Gong Beiyao took Sheng Qianxia and planned to rush her to the hospital...
The hospital was just across that street.
Gong Beiyao ran across the overpass, feeling her pale face as if she were about to suffocate.
Just as he had halfway climbed the overpass, rushing forward, the moment he descended the stairs, his leg started to cramp violently.
Damn it, a cramp...
The ground was slippery from the rain.
