Chapter 29 Escape from Death

He Qian replied coldly: "Let go!"

He stared at her: "Whether you are He Qian or Fang Yu, give me a chance, I'm serious." His eyes were sincere and eager, with humble prayers. Who would believe that the high-ranking Ouyang Feibai would be so low-profile.

He Qianjing stared at him quietly. It was too late. It was too late for Ouyang Feibai. Why didn't he do this five years ago!

Someone came over and waited for the elevator. He Qian looked at him: "Please let go, lawyer Ouyang, or I will call the security guard!"

Ouyang Feibai's eyes were full of red blood in an instant. He looked at He Qian viciously, this ruthless woman! Suddenly, he put the door frame and stepped in, with his hands banging on both sides of her, pooing her in his arms and staring at her for a moment.

The door of the elevator slowly closed behind her, leaving only two of them in the closed space.

She has nowhere to escape.

"What do you want?" She stared at him wary.

A trace of injury flashed in his eyes, but his tone became more and more cold: "What do you want me?" As he spoke, his face came closer, and the heat he exhaled sprayed all over her cheek.

"You...don't mess around!" Too dangerous distance, too familiar breath, too charming contact, she had a feeling of wanting to suffocate, and her body trembled slightly.

Ouyang Feibai really wanted to laugh and laugh miserably. In the past, the little girl who stuck to him, pestered him and trusted him wholeheartedly, but today she hid him like a flood beast, but he couldn't laugh at all, and there was endless bitterness in his heart.

The elevator suddenly shook and stopped, and Ouyang Fei's face turned pale in an instant.

He Qian stared at him doubtfully, his eyes were full of vigilance. Did he want to lie to her again?

A slight sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, and his face was frighteningly white. He repeatedly slapped and pressed the urgent button: "Hey, hey, what's going on? Is there anyone outside?

His lips gradually lost their blood color, his breathing became faster and faster, and the sweat on his forehead became thicker and denser, as if tens of millions of ants were nibbling on his spinal cord.

He took out his mobile phone and called the emergency number. His slender fingers trembled and couldn't dial the number several times in a row. As soon as the phone was connected, he said angrily, "There is something wrong with elevator 1. Now, immediately, find someone to repair it and bury the whole restaurant for a second!"

His tone was fierce, as if he had been killed by the king of death, but in just two words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

He held his chest weakly and leaned against the smooth side wall of the elevator. He closed his eyes tightly as if he were enduring something. Sweat flowed down his neck more and more. The blue veins of his neck burst out one by one, and his face slowly turned red from pale, and his breathing became faster and faster, shorter and more short, and extremely painful.

Time is particularly difficult. One second seems to have been like a century for Ouyang Feibai. He gradually couldn't stand it. His face was purple, his breathing was almost suffocating, and his vision began to be blurred. His body slowly slid down the cold wall of the elevator. Finally, he couldn't even sit down and fell diagonally to the ground. .

"Not white!" He Qian rushed over in panic and held him, his voice like a tight string, "Nonbai, what's wrong with you!" I completely forgot that he was her enemy.

"I, I have...closed space... fear..." Ouyang Feibai answered with difficulty.

Fear of confined space? Serious patients in a confined space will suffocate to death. He Qian is panicked and doesn't know what to do: "Breathing is not white, breathe! Don't sleep, Ouyang Feibai, wake me up!"

She patted the door of the elevator anxiously and pressed the first aid button over and over again. Why didn't the maintenance staff come? Why don't you come yet! She hurriedly broadcast the phone number and was extremely restless.

Ouyang Feibai's hearing and vision are gradually disappearing. Her voice sounds distant and ethereal. Her figure overlaps and does not look real. She is worried about him!

At the critical moment of life and death, he actually felt happy. He held her hand with difficulty and said in a weak voice, "Xiaoyu, I... have been..."

"Non-white, what do you want to say?" He Qian's voice was full of crying. She never thought that if her enemy died in front of her, she would be so sad that the world would collapse again. She roared almost hysteria: "Ouyang Feibai! Wake up! Only one person can kill you, that's me! You live for me!"

He couldn't hear her voice, and the light was slowly darkening. There was a messy sound of footsteps outside. It was emergency personnel and maintenance personnel, but Ouyang Feibai gradually closed his eyes.

He Qian patted him hard on the cheek: "Ouyang Feibai, wake up, we can go out immediately! Ouyang is not white!"

He held a smile at the corners of his mouth, calm and quiet. I don't know if he remembered something happy.

No, he couldn't save him. She wiped her tears, let him lie down flat, let his head rise slightly, bow, and lean over. Her lips touched his lips, soft but cold. She blew into his mouth, got up, pressed on his chest, and then called, blew, blew, pressed, and so repeatedly.

Suddenly, it was bright, and the door of the elevator was opened. At that moment, she seemed to see heaven.

She knelt down in the elevator and felt a sense of collapse. The string that she wanted to tighten suddenly broke. She looked at the door of the elevator. The bright light made her unable to open her eyes. She couldn't see the people outside clearly, only knew that there were many people coming.

A pair of powerful arms picked her up, a domineering warm embrace, and this person's breath was reassuring.

She took his clothes and said weakly, "Save him!"

The person holding him stiffened, and the cold and majestic order was: "Do your best to rescue!"

He only said one sentence, and she was completely relieved. As soon as she relaxed, the endless darkness came like her.

I don't know how long it took, but she faintly heard a rhythmic dripping sound consistent with her heartbeat. He Qian frowned and slowly opened her confused eyes. The smell of disinfectant suddenly poured into her nose, and she frowned again.

The moment her vision was clear, she saw - Ye Chen!

He sat on the chair by his bed, wrapped his hands around his chest, leaned back slightly, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and raised his heroic eyebrows slightly. The high bridge of his nose made his whole facial features very three-dimensional, as handsome as if he had fallen into the world.

Why is he here?

Ye Chen opened his eyes as if he felt her gaze and suddenly bumped into his bottomless black pupil. He Qian felt that he had been sucked in, and their eyes were entangled in the air and glued together.

"Cough."

The gentle cough interrupted the gaze of the two. He Qian looked up and saw a young man in his thirties... Er... She looked at his chest. Well, it should be a man. Although he was a little thin, he was tall and straight, and he was 1.8 meters tall.

This man has more tender skin than women, a pointed chin, soft edges and corners, which make women ashamed. He wears a white coat and thin blue-framed glasses, which is a little enchanting, but beautiful.

The young doctor joked, "The patient's mental strength is still very weak, and it is not easy to ** look at each other!" The voice is also soft.

He Qian's face turned red. Why is even the doctor so unso serious!

Ye Chen snorted coldly and said coldly, "You haven't been cured for so long. You are really a quack doctor!"

So long? He Qian suddenly became nervous.

The young doctor shrugged his shoulders indifferentally: "You know I'm a quack and let me treat you."

"Doctor," He Qian asked eagerly, "Is there a patient named Ouyang Feibai here?" He will be fine. He will be fine.

The young doctor looked at He Qian thoughtfully, then at Ye Chen, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

He Qian's heart suddenly picked up. She looked at Ye Chen beggingly. His face was gloomy, his lips were squeezed like a ice knife, and his whole body exuded a cold breath.

He doesn't want her to have more contact with Ouyang Feibai. How could she not understand, but...

"Ouyang is not white..."

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly darkened as before the storm, and he was angry!

"He..." Anyway, she wants to know his situation.

"Cough, Master Ouyang is out of danger and is still under observation. Mr. Ye, you haven't slept all night." The young doctor melted the sparks in the world.

You haven't slept all night? He Qian stared at Ye Chen in shock. He... has been guarding her?

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows coldly: "Liu Sheng, do you think you have been too idle recently?"

It turned out that this young and handsome doctor was named Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "For good, if you continue like this, I don't think I can be free."

The heart suddenly soft and unbearable. He Qian couldn't tell whether it was moved or something else. His eyes seemed to stick to Ye Chen's face and couldn't move away for a long time. What kind of person is he?

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt that there was much more than enough to say. He Qian took a deep breath and spit out all the turbid air in his lungs: "Mr. Ye, please take a rest. I'm much better. I can go to work this afternoon." He Qian's tone is obviously much easier.

Ye Chen raised his lips indifferently: "You don't have to go to work in the afternoon!"

"Alas?" Before He Qian reacted, Ye Chen had already stood up. He took two steps, stopped, turned around, looked up and locked her watery eyes, and said in a low voice, "He Qian, don't try to challenge my bottom line!"

His cold and deep voice, and the cold and hard face lines are as solemn as sculptures in the light of the sun. The dangerous information in her eyes reminds her not to do anything superfluous, such as not to approach Ouyang Feibai.

Ye Chen still doesn't know about her bet with Ouyang Feibai. If he knew... what would happen?

She squeezed out a bright smile and nodded vigorously to him, not because she was afraid of him, but because... Alas, it's not clear, she secretly made up her mind: she must win!

After Ye Chen left, He Qian inquired about Ouyang Feibai's ward from the nurse. She sneaked out of the door while people were eating at noon and looked around against the wall. It was very good that no one noticed her.

She missed her toes, turned around, and almost hit a wall. She subconsciously closed her eyes, but the pain in her tone did not come, but she heard a low smile. This sound...