C435 Porphyria

Smith was getting worse, big beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead, and he was getting more and more restless.

"Hurry up and call the hospital!" The mood of Lu Ziqing was also influenced by Smith.

"Alright!" Gao Heqiang took out his cell phone and was about to call the hospital when he suddenly heard Smith's chuckling voice.

"What's going on? Is he crazy? " Smith's face was even paler