Chengwu felt his world spin…
"Dad—" Xia Zhi screamed as he ran to catch Chengwu before he fell.
Chengwu had a sickly pallor and his eyes were fluttering.
Xinghe caught up to them and ordered, "Xia Zhi, call the ambulance."
"Okay" Xia Zhi said with a shaking voice. As he pulled out his phone to call the hospital, Xinghe tried her best to resuscitate Chengwu.
She had no first aid knowledge but she carried Chengwu over to the sofa, laid him down flat in the hopes of easing his breaths.
The landlord and gathered crowd were shocked by the sudden turn of events.
The crowd slowly dispersed afraid that they would be roped into a nasty situation if anything serious was to befall Chengwu.
"This has nothing to do with me, I barely touched him. He fainted on his own," the landlord said hurriedly as he made to leave.
Xinghe lifted her head and shot him a withering glance. It stopped him in his tracks.
