Chang Shang held on to the gas mask and breathed heavily, as if she had finally received a little salvation after struggling to her death.
The next second, with Chang Mian's help, he clumsily put on his clothes.
In the next second, several people were carried on stretchers and rescued downstairs.
There were people everywhere in front of the crowded hotel. Boss Fu Hong stood downstairs and saw them being carried out, and immediately strode out.
Chang Mian was lying on the stretcher and saw Fu Hong walking towards him. He immediately grabbed Fu Hong's hand, pulled off the gas mask, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Back then, in the United States, did we also experience fires? We were
Almost died from the smoke, in a building?"
Fu Hong frowned: "What are you talking about? I don't know."
"We are running around in the smoke together." Chang Mian asked eagerly.
"No." Fu Hong gave him a straightforward answer and patted him on the shoulder: "How do you feel now?"
Chang Mian pursed his lips and said nothing.
No?
Obviously there is!
He remembered clearly that he and the prince were trapped in that building, with thick smoke everywhere, and he almost suffocated to death from inhaling too much carbon monoxide.
Not him?
Not the prince?
Is it Shang Shang?
His mind is very confused... he can't remember clearly... his head hurts...
If he is really not the prince, does he have a lot of memory problems in Zengjin?
He stopped thinking about it now and couldn't remember it. He needed to ask the prince carefully.
At this moment, he was put into the ambulance. In fact, what he needed was not the ambulance, but the woman Xin Changshang!
He didn't have enough of all the lust in his body.
But he also knew that Changshang needed treatment at the moment. She must have breathed a lot of poisonous gas. Even if he could bear it, she couldn't.
"Put Xinshangshang in the same firetruck with me!" He ordered, but his men were not allowed to move, and he transferred Changshang from another ambulance to his ambulance. Several emergency doctors were treating them.
Perform various temporary physical examinations.
Chang Shang's mouth was covered with a respirator, and it was difficult to speak. She just looked sideways at Chang Mian, her hands and his fingers clasped together. She felt very tired and her eyelids were heavy. Then gradually,
passed out in a coma.
Chang Mian held her hand tightly, breathing heavily, his eyes intoxicated. Damn it, when he gets better, he will definitely catch that kid Fei Chengcheng and beat him up. What kind of medicine was given to him?
, even people like him who have undergone various drug stimulation training can't resist it!
What a wonderful Christmas Eve, and he actually turned his woman into this state.
Chang Mian took a breath, his eyes turned scarlet again, and his brain became hot. Chang Mian cursed, the damn thing has come again. His body tensed, veins in his forearms bulged, and every nerve ending in his body was screaming.
Especially the lower body, the abdomen is getting hotter and hotter, damn...
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In the ward, they had received timely treatment and were out of danger. Chang Shang was lying on the hospital bed, and Chang Mian had already gone to the ground and was sitting beside her, not moving even an inch even if someone came to visit.
Outside the ward, Fu Hong and Yang Yang opened the door and walked in. Their eyes naturally fell on them.
Leng Heng, who was a few meters away, bowed slightly and saluted the person who came in.
Chang Mian stuffed Shang Shang's exposed arm into the quilt and shifted his gaze to the person who came in to visit.