If the patient really falls into a coma, every second is precious rescue time.
Life is precious!
The medical staff were about to break down the door when they heard a sound coming from inside the door.
"Who are you? Why did you come to my house suddenly?"
The voice sounded like that of a young woman, with a soft and waxy voice.
Zhao Han felt a little familiar.
"We are from the No. 1 Hospital and received an emergency call saying that someone was unconscious here."
Although Zhao Han spoke quickly, he explained quite clearly.
An Nuan's expression was cold, and Lin Yuanqing was really unexpected.
I lost my love and still have a brain?
"You are mistaken, I am the only one sleeping at home, no one has fainted!
Don't scare me. "
An Nuan's voice was trembling.
Zhao Han felt a little cold when the cold wind blew in the middle of the night.
Is this where the first aid is given? But when he came, there was only one woman?
Out of his responsibility for life, Zhao Han continued to speak.
"Then can you open the door and let me take a look?"
"I'm a single woman and I don't believe you."
Zhao Han was silent, just like what An Nuan said, it was indeed normal not to open the door.
But as soon as he left, Zhao Han couldn't help but think of those suspense dramas he had watched without confirming them. What if there were really patients?
Then didn't she miss a life?
Zhao Han was still worried about communicating with An Nuan.
"Brother, what kind of material is this?"
"There are so many things to care about, and you are asked to sit there and squat. If you don't have any patience, how can you get promoted, get a raise, and get to the top of your life?"
The four people who were assigned to dig for materials came to squat almost shortly after the ambulance arrived.
Windsor Apartments is just an apartment complex, what materials can be mined?
Zhao Han looked at the time passing by and realized that if there were any patients, the rescue would be delayed. His tone was unavoidable and he was a little anxious.
As soon as Fu Wen drove to the apartment, he parked the car casually on the side of the road and wanted to leave with Zhao Han with a sullen face.
"What are you doing?!"
Concealing anger, he had to grab Zhao Han's hand. Fortunately, the accompanying colleague gave Zhao Han a hand.
"Fu Wen!"
"Don't be afraid Nuannuan, I'm here."
Fu Wen comforted An Nuan and looked at the group of people in front of him.
"From the First Hospital? Real or fake."
"What does this mean? The emergency call you made said someone was unconscious, so we rushed over.
Just to confirm, this is our work permit. "
Zhao Han finally knew that it was just a couple routine and there were no patients at all.
It's a shame she worried about it for so long.
However, Zhao Han was still holding back his anger before confirmation, and his attitude was quite polite.
Fu Wen frowned and confirmed that it was indeed someone from the First Hospital, and then knocked on the door.
"Nuan Nuan is fine."
An Nuan opened the door, and Fu Wen was anxious. He came in a hurry and did not hide his appearance. There was no way An Nuan would put on a mask and sunglasses when he opened the door.
Isn't it too fake?
Therefore, the moment Zhao Han saw An Nuan, his suppressed anger suddenly dissipated.
I feel like something in my heart has completely collapsed.
There was some disbelief and disappointment in his eyes.
An Nuan opened the door and was accompanied by Fu Wen. After confirmation, the medical staff prepared to drive back in the ambulance.
"Don't bother others if you have nothing to do in the future."
Fu Wen said something, then put his arm around An Nuan's shoulders and slammed the door.
"You are still justified in wasting medical resources!"
A colleague sitting next to me said something angrily. Sitting in the car, I was a little angry but also a little happy.
If there is a patient, even the gods will not be able to save him from such a delay.
Even if it doesn't happen, at least no life will be lost.
"Zhao Han, are you okay? Don't take it personally since you just arrived."
"I'm fine. Was that An Nuan just now?"
"You know, the recent heroine of swords and swords is not like this. She is wasting resources and seems to be invading privacy.
It's just a character. "
Listening to his colleagues' complaints, Zhao Han actually felt that there was some truth.
But if it were the past, as Sunflower and as a senior fan of An Nuan, she would definitely jump up and point at other people's noses and curse.
But seeing it with her own eyes, she felt like she had been deceived by her love.
Girls know girls best.
The way An Nuan looked just now made Zhao Han feel like he had taken a big sip of green tea.
Thinking of the video between An Nuan and Lin Yuanqing some time ago, Zhao Han took out his phone and couldn't help but search for Xinghui.
Seeing the photo of Fu Wen, the young president of Xinghui, I suddenly felt ashamed of my behavior of insulting Lin Yuanqing.
That was clearly the man with the dark face just now.
An Nuan and Xinghui CEO Fu Wen are lovers.
No wonder Lin Yuanqing was hidden in the cold. Is everything Minghua said true?
An Nuan, the goddess she once followed as the sun, is it still worth it?
Zhao Han was a little suspicious that An Nuan's claim that Lin Yuanqing was pestering her was just like today's fake first aid, just a routine?
An emotional plan for Fu Wen?
The more Zhao Han thought about it, the more he felt that the entertainment industry was untrustworthy.
Even though she knew that many celebrities had their own personalities, she still couldn't believe that the gap could be so big.
Seeing everyone in the sister group still discussing An Nuan's new drama, Zhao Han suddenly felt very boring.
What kind of person do they like?
The real An Nuan, or the star they want?
Zhao Han clicked on the group chat and chose to leave the group. At the same time, he clicked on Weibo and apologized sincerely on Lin Yuanqing's Weibo.
"Brother! Xinghui President Fu Wen's car!"
"I know you, don't yell, will you take a photo?"
"It's a shot, it's a shot, it's a big deal."
Now the four of them were excited and didn't feel sleepy anymore.
Looking at the apartment with vigor.
Seeing the curtains closed and the lights turned off, he looked even more excited.
Now they can write whatever they want.
Because Minghua and Xinghui have never dealt with each other, the company's employees inevitably have colored glasses towards Xinghui.
Breaking the news!
An Nuan, Xinghui’s little flower, right?
Highly praised, right?
Being caught by them, I thought that they often got up in the middle of the night because of Xinghui and caused public relations crises for their own artists.
Black, extremely dark.
If you want to buy navy, you must buy it!
It must be done with capital and profit, and the two of them will be confused no longer!
An Nuan has the system to know the person squatting outside.
The exposure of her love affair would be beneficial to her strategy. It would not matter if she increased Fu Wen's favorability and absorbed her luck.
Just in time to conquer Lin Yuanqing without any scruples.
She only had 100 points to conquer Fu Wen, so she could give up if it didn't work.
One thousand points is still very tempting.
How can we succeed in a difficult task if we don't make some choices and put in some sincerity?
What's more, after suffering a loss, it seemed that Lin Yuanqing was completely injured.
Seeing Fu Wen who was immersed in the props, An Nuan sat back in the living room as usual, shaking the wine glass and tasting the red wine.
"Nuan Nuan?"
Fu Wen spoke with a hoarse voice, which made An Nuan frown and feel shocked.
How can it be?
How could Fu Wen suddenly wake up?
