Kill Me, Heal Me
Chapter 63: Russian
The chaos attracted lots of attention. Soon, many women stumbled out of the private room, accompanied by scream and men’s roar.
Then, a middle-aged foreign man chased out, mumbled something. He seemed in agony and his face turned red. All the guests accompanied him were frightened, but his translator had not come back yet, so they could not communicate with each other. The foreign man was paralyzed on the ground after a few minutes and was about to lose his breath.
Belle Ye passed by and happened to see all of this, her face became serious. She quickly pulled someone besides her and said, “Please go to the drugstore downstairs immediately to buy bottle of Ventolin Spray for Inhalation, this guest has bronchial asthma, and he is allergic to perfume. Someone, please open the window of the compartment immediately.”
“Who the hell are you?” The one Belle was talking to, hearing her dull voice, glanced at her with loathing. But other guests who accompanied the foreign man came around as if they met a savior, “You can understand him?”
Belle hesitated and nodded. Every time she talked too fast, she started to feel uncomfortable in her throat as if there is a fish bone in it, “You need to lift him up and make him sit down facing the back of the chair, then lean him over and put his arms on the back of the chair. This will make him breathe easier. And the window should be opened. Most importantly, you need to buy the spray right away.”
The one who stopped by her glanced at her and said, “Why don’t you go and buy it?”
Belle was stunned. The man thought he had asked something she could not explain, and was about to be complacent. But the not-good-looking woman replied unexpectedly, “I cannot run fast, my legs are stiff.”
The man looked down and noticed Belle’s right leg seemed unusual. He flashed and rushed to the elevator. Within a few minutes, he took back the spray. Belle quickly opened the bottle and sprayed towards his nose, and with the opened window and fresh air, the foreign man started to get better.
“Why he didn’t bring any medicine with him if had asthma? Thank God that someone in here understands Russian, otherwise it will be so much trouble if he dies here.” The accompanying guests still had lingering fear.
medication was used up on his way here. He wasn’t swearing, he just needed
trying to ask for help with his furious expressions? All
her face immediately turned black, “How come I can see you everywhere? It’s none of you business here. If you want to make some money, just go and ask Manager
Belle, rattled off something in Russian. Echo couldn’t understand, frowned and asked, “Mr. Lu, where is your translator?”
be in great crisis if it’s not for her.” Min Lu’s impression for Belle had changed completely. Although
now. Min couldn't help thinking that this night club really kept pace with the time being, even the waitresses here had progressive changes.
mouth. She
speak Russian?
Belle started to communicate with Steven fluently. Steven’s attitude was warm and thanked her for
great opportunity for her to make money, and answered
Min and several senior executives accompanied Mr. Steven that day was to please Steven and tried to cooperate
between two sides were depending on the translation. But the discussion stopped during the latter part of the social events. Min made some special arrangements of several beautiful female models from the Underground City for Steven. The translator realized the situation, made an excuse
Steven had asthma, but he also allergic to perfumes. In an airtight space like the private room, as soon as those models went into the room, Steven
knew about these when Steven talked to her and complained.
the contrary, it was this thin girl, not so good-looking, made him feel very comfortable. First of all, of course, only Belle could understand what he was talking about. Secondly, the girl didn’t wear
between them, her voice was dull and unpleasant to hear, when she talked to fast, her voice would break. But she was
Russia, haven’t you?” Steven was sure about that, because her accent was very pure and native, she used Russian slangs
been to Russia, Belarus, and Kyrgyzstan. My Russian was learned
About Kill Me, Heal Me - Chapter 63: Russian
Kill Me, Heal Me is the best current series of the author Xianwai Zhiyin. With the below Chapter 63: Russian content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 63: Russian and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com