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Chapter 129 Please...Please

    

a mixture of entanglement and pain.“Miss Lin has a grudge against Xiang Wan, and she specifically told me not to let her come. Why is she here today Did any of you give her an invitation” Jiang Qingr..."Y-Yuan Is that you... Yuan" Xiang Wan's consciousness was fuzzy, and suddenly she heard someone calling her name.

She strained to open her eyes, peering through the glass door at Zhou Miao's anxious face.

Zhou Miao saw her face, and his anxiety was mixed with a touch of panic. "Xiang Wan, what's wrong with you Don't be afraid, I'll open the door for you right away!"

"Don't... cough, cough... Don't..." Xiangwan wanted to say don't mind me, but her throat was filled with phlegm. Every time she tried to speak, she couldn't help but cough, and she couldn't even say three words completely.

Zhou Miao's face turned as pale as a sheet, she kept telling Xiang Wan not to be afraid, and picked up her phone to call Meng Lan, "Lan Jie, Xiang Wan is locked on the rooftop, she's almost gone... You... Can you please hurry over with the key..."

She was so worried she didn't know what to do, tears streaming down her face.

After receiving Menglan's affirmative answer, Zhou Miao hung up the phone and buzzed around like a headless fly, "向晚, don't be afraid, you'll be fine... There seems to be a fire extinguisher nearby, I'll go find it... Don't be afraid... Don't panic..."

She was probably too nervous and scared, her words were a bit jumbled.

向晚's breathing became more rapid, her heart racing wildly. At this moment, she couldn't utter a single word, only coughing incessantly.

Her face was ashen, and the purplish hue on her lips had deepened. She knew that if she didn't go to the hospital soon, she would die right there.

But she wasn't afraid at all, she was even looking forward to it, just like the time she threw her arms open and ran into the car.ebars sharply, veering the bike between a Range Rover and an Audi.Before either car owner could react, he was already weaving a serpentine path, twenty meters away.For a moment, brakes screeched and s...