Ling Yan was much faster than the bar's security guards. He ran to the second floor of the bar through the VIP channel first.
Wang Yike was squatting on the ground, holding the girl who danced with her in her arms. At this time, the girl's face was ashen, her eyelids were rolled up, and white foam came out of her mouth.
"What's going on?" Ling Yan squatted down and felt the girl's pulse.
Wang Yike's face was red again. She was stunned when she saw Ling Yan's appearance. Soon, through Ling Yan's clothes and the distinctive color of his eyes, she confirmed that he was the big brother who had just helped her find the invitation card.
Wang Yike was like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, sobbing and saying, "Big brother, I don't know what happened to my friend. I just came back and she told me that she was not feeling well, and this is what happened."
Ling Yan said to the bar security guard who ran behind him, "Call an ambulance."
Then he took the girl from Wang Yike.