The group was about to leave when Tongtong suddenly said, "Wait, something's wrong. It seems like the senior hasn't come out yet."
Yousheng turned his head and saw that Yong Chui indeed hadn't come out.
"Did any of you see him?"
Feng Shang scratched his head. "I don't know. He was behind me then. I wasn't paying attention. Maybe he hasn't come out yet?"
Yousheng gritted his teeth, "Wait here for me. I'll go in and take a look."
Yousheng angrily went back in, and sure enough, not far inside, he saw Yong Chui collapsed on the ground. His face was pale, clutching his chest, gasping like he was about to have an asthma attack. The inhaler was just out of his reach.
Yousheng cursed under his breath, hoisted him up, grabbed the inhaler, and ran out.
Once outside, he quickly set Yong Chui down, opened his mouth, and pressed the inhaler a few times.
After a while, Yong Chui came around.
