C1784 Other Things Daybreak 2

"Young Master Qian, what's wrong?"

In less than a minute, a nervous inquiry came from outside.

Qian Jingchuan was covered in sweat, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead. He pursed his lips, struggled to the door, and unlocked it with his fingerprints.

"Young master Qian, quickly lie down."

The person was dressed in a white coat and had a stethoscope around his neck