Xu Qiulai had never seen a person's body covered with so many dense rashes. From his face to his neck, to his chest and wrists whose shirt was scratched, his chest was undulating. His eyes were closed and his face was red and swollen so that he could not tell the face. His throat was thick and strangled, and only a meaningless whisper that an animal was about to die was overflowing from it, as terrifying as an alien in the movie.

shocking.

Xu Qiulai felt extremely uncomfortable in her chest. She was so nervous that she just wanted to vomit. She was stunned for three seconds before she realized who was on the ground and what was going on in front of her.

This is Shi Fangshi.

Apart from his clenched fists, he seemed to have completely lost consciousness. His skin was covered with wind ash, acute laryngeal edema, and almost suffocated. Xu Qiulai did not spend much effort to determine his symptoms and allergic shock.

Shi Fangshi is allergic to peanuts, which is known to Zhou by his family and friends, including his colleagues in the office. Xu Qiulai is of course no exception.

This must not be an accident, but she didn't have time to consider how Shi Fangshi was ingesting such a deadly allergen in her home. She took a short time to react and subconsciously looked for the landline and began to dial the numerical keyboard, 1, 2-

When she reached the third number, she paused her fingertips and did not press 0 for a while.

Because Xu Qiulai found that her fingertips were trembling, before, whether she participated in national competitions or invaded the defense of the top Internet giants in China, Xu Qiulai's hands typing on the keyboard had never trembled so violently. She had the potential of an excellent general who had not changed her color since she was a child.

For the first time in more than 20 years of life, Xu Qiulai knew that the fire of a person's life gradually faded in front of him. This is the situation.

She must bear all the consequences when this number is put out-

She had to explain to the police why she appeared here and how she came into the apartment. If Shi Fangshi died, she would become a murder suspect and even had the motive for murder. She was resentful that the lawyer lost her father's lawsuit.

She will reveal her identity, goals, and attempts. All efforts she has made to revenge step by step over the past three years will turn into a bubble.

On the contrary, if she put down her phone now, pretended to see nothing, wiped her footprints, and left quietly, this matter would have nothing to do with her. She could continue to be a student of her own prestigious school, with a bright and smooth road. The enemy she hated the most was already solved by others in the blood of the army.

Anyway, the surveillance camera did not capture her, so no one would know that she had been here.

On one hand, there is the life of the enemy passing away, and on the other hand, she is betting on the bet herself. The choice is so difficult that she doesn't know what to make.

Many people's faces gradually flashed in front of her. She suddenly remembered when she was sixteen years old. Her father's eyes were solemnly reminded her: "Qiulai, Dad only hopes that you can be open-minded and open-minded throughout your life."

I remembered the dim gaze that Lu Li looked at her at that time, and the back that no longer looked back and drifted away from her after saying "I wish you success".

Xu Qiulai thought that time had passed, but in fact, all the thoughts were only in the flash, and this number was finally pressed.

She calmly reported the apartment address, house number, Shi Fangshi's necessary basic information, as well as the symptoms of the disease on the phone.

"Our ambulance has been dispatched, and it will take about twenty minutes to arrive. Please don't panic."

The emergency department doctor asked her, "How long has it been since the patient's onset?"

"I don't know, I was already in shock when I saw him."

"See if there are any foreign substances left in his oral airway, blocking allergens. If the patient has a history of allergies, he may prepare desensitization injections at home. You can look for it."

Xu Qiulai didn't have much effort to find a few epipens in the refrigerator. He is a black-hearted lawyer who earns money every day, and he really cherishes his life very much.

According to the doctor's instructions, he flushed the man's mouth and pushed adrenaline into the outside of his thigh and injected subcutaneously. However, after the injection was over for a long time, Shi Fangshi's symptoms did not improve as the doctor said.

The doctor was still wondering if the condition had been diagnosed. Xu Qiulai suddenly thought of something. She hurriedly picked up the back of the injection box and searched the column of the expiration date-

The injection has expired.

Sure enough, this was not an accident, from the beginning, it was a murder.

She finally understood what link she had missing in her initial thinking.

Shi Fangshi will die. As long as he dies, everything will be over. The dead can take over all sins and evils. No matter how glorious and decent he was during his lifetime, the lawyer of the Lotus, the dead soul cannot defend himself.

She thought that after so many people lost their lives, Qi Jin would have some concerns, but she was wrong. The only thing he was concerned about was that the way of death designed for these people was not exquisite enough. If she had not entered today, his murder would have been successful, which was more seamless than Song Jing's way of death, and no one could find evidence.

At that time, Qi Jin will pour himself a glass of red wine on the top floor of the hospital on the 24th floor to celebrate the loss of the last person in the case. As long as you spread a lot of money, a bunch of top lawyers will be impatient and try every means to find out the legal loopholes, use the most perfect defense logic to get rid of him.

Xu Qiulai shivered, she lost her mind and threw away the needle, and said to the other end of the phone: "The stored adrenaline is expired, it's useless. How long will you do? He can't hold on anymore."

"Ten minutes."

Ten minutes, how long.

The man's chest was slight and the sound in his throat gradually disappeared.

Shi Fangshi is almost dying.

"He can't hear his breath now." Xu Qiulai informed the doctor.

The doctor was frightened by the young girl's depressed voice, "Don't be anxious! We are trying our best to come. Have you learned CPR? Even if you haven't learned it, it doesn't matter. You are keeping the call open and follow my instructions to come for first aid."

Xu Qiulai is not a medical student, not a decathlon, and no matter how good her psychological qualities are, at this moment, she is just an ordinary young man who has not yet celebrated her 20th birthday. She knows very well that the effective rescue time is very short. In less than a few minutes, if you miss this golden time, the man's soul will always dissipate in this world.

The sound from the microphone is no different from the simple first aid technology she taught in her school's popular science popularization PPT. Every word is clearly remembered in Xu Qiulai's mind. She understands the method, but she has never actually operated it, even once.

External compression seems simple, but in fact, not to mention ordinary people, many doctors have never encountered such an emergency in their entire career. Many times, they use all their strength and their hearts do not recover from regular pulsation. Maybe even if she takes action, she cannot reverse everything and save the person.

Now let's go... maybe it's still time.

Xu Qiulai felt her head and ears buzzing, and her chest was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe. She breathed hard, stared at the person on the ground, clenched her fists, stepped back step by step, and her back pressed against the cold wall of the study. Although this person was her enemy, Xu Qiulai did not feel the pleasure and pleasure of revenge at this moment.

She squatted down the wall with depression, feeling that no matter how much effort she made, she was still brought back to the spot by fate.

She was disappointed, discouraged...and feared.

until--

Several new messages leaped into her mobile phone interface one after another.

It was sent by Lu Li. It was almost time to get off work. He complained through the screen, [I just left all the employees of the work, they worked overtime, I'll have dinner with you. If you dare to dominate today, it would be too much.]

【Where do we have lunch?】

In just two or three seconds, it was probably not enough to get Xu Qiulai's reply, and Lu Li frowned. [So love is the diminishing marginal utility in economics, and you have changed.]

[Why don’t you reply? You won’t really regret it again? Xu Qiulai, please reflect on it, can your conscience be passed?]

Xu Qiulai replied word by word on the keyboard: [Sorry Li Li, I promise this is the last time you pigeons.]

After the sending was successful, she turned off the phone to mute it, and turned on the amplifier and threw it on the carpet on the side, taking off the down jacket.

When she really made the decision, her hands stopped trembling. Step by step, following the instructions from the doctor's microphone, recalling the various first aid misunderstandings of non-professional beginners emphasized on the PPT in the expansion training, and began to work with chest compressions.

Xu Qiulai's heartbeat was like a drum, his ears were buzzing, forming a coherent frequency with the movements on his hands.

100 times per minute, the down pressure depth is 5 to 6c

Chest compression is an extremely physical test. Although Xu Qiulai can easily run a half-marathon and his physical endurance is much better than that of ordinary girls, after eight or nine minutes, she could still feel the strength passing through her body. Perhaps because of her high mental tension, sweat blurred her vision, but she didn't have time to wipe it.

Xu Qiulai wanted to ask the doctor when he would come, but he didn't have the extra effort to ask questions to the landline microphone that was amplified.

The sounds in her ears were connected, and the world was silent. I don’t know how long it took until a doctor in uniform helped her aside, took over her job, and helped Shi Fangshi into the ambulance. Xu Qiulai breathed heavily.

The doctor injected the man with injections and quickly performed cricothyroid membrane puncture with needle to solve respiratory obstruction caused by acute laryngeal edema.

Xu Qiulai put on a mask and hoodie and followed the ambulance. Her eyes swept across every resident looking downstairs. She knew that there must be someone Qi Jin sent among those who confirmed Shi Fangshi's death, although she didn't know who that person was.

After getting in the car, she also focused on all the steps the doctor had taken, fearing that something would go wrong in a detail that she could not see.

Since she bet on everything, she would never allow her decision to be unexpected.

Shi Fangshi's wife rushed to the hospital only half an hour later, and her anxious and blank eyes fell on the young girl outside the operating room.

When she saw someone, a moment of doubting the relationship between the girl and her husband flashed through the woman's heart, but in the next second, gratitude gained the upper hand. She wiped her tears and thanked her continuously until Xu Qiulai took off her mask in front of her.

The woman's crying stopped abruptly. Looking at the familiar eyebrows and eyes, her lips stagnated, and after a while, she squeezed out her voice: "You are—"

"Autumn is coming?"

Her husband was Guanghe's chief legal counsel earlier. She knew Xu Qiulai and was even more familiar with most people.

The girl of sixteen or seventeen years old was already standing in the clouds. Her eyes were bright, with a cluster of proud and wanton fire, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes could see the radiance of the growth.

The Xu couple regarded her as treasures. She is famous among her peers in the circle who is precocious and smart, and can learn everything with ease. If it weren’t for the fact that her parents wanted to give their children a carefree and stress-free life, she would probably have graduated from some top-notch school.

However, the couple's expectations were not met, so they passed away one after another. Three or four years later, and she had already become accustomed to regretting the amazing and beautiful man in her memories. She didn't know where she was wandering. She never expected that she would appear in front of her.

The once spotless white socks, expensive lambskin shoes, and the girl's charm have been packed and thrown in the past. In front of her, she is thin, slender, and simple and cheap clothes from beginning to end cannot cover up her temperament, but instead decorate. The girl stands tall in front of her, calm, lonely, and independent of the world. When her eyebrows are raised, she is a gouache painting with thick ink and colorful.

Three years later, everything has changed. The radiant and expensive Juliet rose once was no longer a flower in a greenhouse.

Perhaps the only thing that has not changed is the immortal light and fire in the dark eyes.

She is more persistent and more determined than before.
Chapter completed!