Reyna was carried out of the car by Leroy. As soon as he entered the hotel, all the waiters in the hotel immediately bowed and greeted, "Mr. Leroy!"
"Get me a room."
"Okay."
The receptionist immediately handed the best presidential suite card to Leroy with both hands. "Mr. Leroy, Room 901. This is your card."
At this time, Reyna's consciousness had already begun to blur. Her head rested on Leroy's chest. Her hand tightly tugged at his sleeve, and she muttered, "Don't... take me to the hospital... I want to go to the hospital..."
She could be saved only by going to the hospital.
When they reached room 901, Leroy pressed the remote control and the door immediately opened. Leroy walked in with her in his arms.
He put her on the bed, and just as his body pressed up, Reyna suddenly opened her eyes as if she was stimulated by some kind of nerve.
Her breathing was rapid, and her entire chest heaved violently because of her breathing.