"Ji Yicheng, hurry up, Elizabeth has fainted!"

When Ji Yicheng and Xuan Fei rushed to the women's bathroom of the venue together, they saw Elizabeth leaning against the vertical wall of the washstand, her consciousness was already in a semi-comatose state, and her face was so pale that she looked like a ghost.

Beads of cold sweat the size of beans had already appeared on her forehead, and the shortness of breath in her throat continued to increase, as if she was choked tightly by something, difficult and sleepy, her limbs were stiff and uncoordinated, and one hand was still covering her chest.

Jing Tingge also squatted beside him on his knees, almost exerting all his strength, and raised his hand to support Elizabeth's shoulder.

……

"Elizabeth!" Suddenly, Xuan Fei's face became heavier, and there was a look of worry between his beautiful eyebrows.

Jing Qingge hurriedly raised his head and hurriedly called them,

"Quick."

Xuan Fei stepped forward a few more arrows, rushed directly to the washstand, and crossed Jing Tiange and took Elizabeth into his arms.

Ji Yicheng is also fast, almost the same frequency as Xuan Fei, scooped up the little woman squatting on the floor with one hand, hugged it with special pampering, and then frowned a little dissatisfied.

The floor is so cold, and I am wearing a skirt with baring legs, what should I do if my knees are cold when I kneel like this?

Jing Tingge didn't have time to take care of Ji Yicheng, and turned his head and said anxiously,

"We were washing our hands together, and Elizabeth suddenly fell like this, looking very pained."

As he spoke, he followed Elizabeth's movements when she had just fallen to the ground, covering her chest.

……

Xuan Fei clasped Elizabeth's shoulder, put his other hand on her heart and pressed vigorously on her chest, skillfully taking first aid measures temporarily, and his solemn tone was as deep as Xuan Tie,

"Elizabeth had an asthma attack."

Jing Qinge was stunned.

Asthma?

Ji Yicheng didn't express a trace of surprise, he had already guessed the symptoms and had already called an ambulance.

Xuan Fei called Elizabeth's name, took out a small spray from his trouser pocket, and sprayed it a few times under the tip of her nose.

Elizabeth's almost suffocating shortness of breath in her throat had finally eased somewhat, and her semi-comatose consciousness had awakened a little, but she was still very sluggish.

"Fay......" Elizabeth reached out and hugged Xuan Fei's arm, her voice was soft and hoarse, and a pair of amber eyes were like water, and she fanned down wetly.

looks like a little girl who has been wronged by tens of millions, and if you want to be pitied, you can be pitied.

……

Xuan Fei breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and he was even more distressed.

He lowered his head again, kissed Elizabeth lightly on the forehead, touched her cold cheek, and smiled very affectionately and gently,

"You're going to scare me to death, dear."

Elizabeth blinked innocently, her throat hurt so much that she couldn't speak, and Xuan Fei hurriedly coaxed people again,

"It's okay, it's okay, the ambulance will arrive soon, I'll take you to the hospital."

"I don't go to the hospital." Elizabeth spoke, her voice weak.

Xuan Fei frowned,

"You have another asthma attack, and you don't know what the trigger is, how can you not go."

"I'm going back to the hotel." Elizabeth insisted more, and coughed again in a hurry, and her snow-white skin turned red.

Xuan Fei immediately succumbed and nodded in agreement, while secretly thinking that as long as he asked the doctor to come to the hotel.

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel."

……

Red carpet outfield at Paris Fashion Week, parking lot.