"I'm telling you, don't even think about trying to scam someone, Shi Qing, Shi Qing, Shi..."
As the elevator doors were about to close, Qin Chuan saw Shi Qing clutching her chest, collapsing to the ground.
Helpless, Qin Chuan had to dash out of the elevator, grabbing her delicate wrist to check her pulse.
"The Primordial Yin Power is pressing on the nerves."
Qin Chuan made a quick judgment.
Previously, he had warned Shi Qing that the Primordial Yin Power in her body was stagnating in her upper body, and in less than half a year, it would develop into breast cancer.
Clearly, Shi Qing hadn't taken his warning seriously.
The long-term accumulation of Primordial Yin Power, coupled with her recent anger, directly led to the power starting to compress the nerves.
If not relieved in time, she might faint for two or three days.
"Lucky for you, you ran into me; otherwise, who would take care of you?"
