Luo Qingchen looked around and finally focused on Xiao Fan.
Her face was very pale, with no trace of blood visible. There was a large area of wetness on my chest, and the burnt area was already red, swollen and blistered.
"Are you the manager here?" Michelle wrinkled, crossed her arms and said, "This person soiled my 1.5 million coat, tell me what to do!"
Hearing this, Luo Qingchen glanced at the girl next to Xiao Fan and said, "Call for an ambulance. She looks so bad right now. She may be suffering from burns and sepsis."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly took the soup from Xiao Fan's hand and helped her sit down.
Seeing this, Michelle said angrily: "What do you mean, covering up?"
"Haha." She sneered, looking at Michelle with an extremely cold aura all over her body and said: "It seems that I need to educate ignorant people like you about the complications of burns that are not dealt with immediately."
"What? Are you kidding me?" Michelle was obviously extremely dissatisfied with Luo Qingchen's remarks. She nodded and said, "You understand, she soiled my clothes, she must be responsible." ?"
"So if she dies, you will also be imprisoned or even shot, do you know?" Luo Qingchen said with cold eyes: "Scalds cause defects in the skin's barrier function against bacteria. In more serious cases, the white blood cell function and immunity of the patients are also affected. The function is weakened, so infection is prone to occur. Infection may also develop into sepsis and septic shock. When I say this, do you understand?"
Michelle was stunned. She had no idea that reprimanding a waiter would have such serious consequences.
But even so, the momentum cannot be lost. She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "So what, it was she who bumped into me, okay? That's funny! It wasn't me who bumped into her! Are you blind?"
The next second, Luo Qingchen pointed to the monitor in the upper right corner and said, "Blind or not, the monitor should know best."
"You..." Michelle blushed with anger at Luo Qingchen's words. After all, it was in front of He Chen. It was so embarrassing!
No, you must not lose your momentum!
She said this to herself, and in the next second she held her head high and said, "Are you just trying to protect yourself? Are you sure you can shoulder this responsibility?"
The little manager actually dared to talk to her like this, and in front of her favorite male idol.
Absolutely, I can’t bear it!
"Who told you that I was the manager?" Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and then her peripheral vision fell on He Chen.
He took a sip of coffee with a calm expression, as if he was enjoying a good show and waiting for the last moment to appear.
"You're not the manager? Then who are you! Why are you so arrogant? Why do you have the nerve to teach me about medical pustules?" Michelle looked at her disdainfully, and sneered at her dress and said, "Look at you! Costume? College student, mind your own business! Do you know the relationship between my father and the owner of this store? "
The business world is so big, and there are many big bosses who know each other well.
"Tsk, tsk." Luo Qingchen couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth and said, "Then I think my relationship with the owner of this store should be better than yours."
After the voice fell, Mr. Smith couldn't help but help his daughter and said: "This little girl, don't talk too much."
"Oh? Too full? Is this lady the daughter of the owner of this restaurant?" Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly and a faint smile formed on the corner of her mouth. (To be continued)