The casino descended into chaos. None of the gamblers had any interest in continuing, and they rose to see what was happening.
The Secretary-General looked grave as well. "This is a serious problem," he told Mi Xiaolin sternly. "You must deal with it as quickly as possible! If you can't, turn back immediately!"
Mi Xiaolin felt scornful inside, but smiled. "We have a doctor aboard and a full range of medical facilities. Please rest assured, everyone. Let's wait for the doctor to take a look first..."
As she spoke, medical personnel did indeed hurry in. The doctor examined the man on the spot and announced, "It's shock caused by heart disease. There's no need to panic."
The atmosphere noticeably relaxed. An almost continuous chorus of relieved breaths could be heard. Even Zhu Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief. If someone had died because of her, never mind whether she would face a lawsuit-she would never get past the psychological hurdle...
The Secretary-General's expression eased a little too, but he no longer had any interest in playing. With a stern face, he said, "Make sure he receives proper emergency treatment."
With that, he turned and left.
Mi Xiaolin took his arm with a smile. "I'll arrange for you to get some rest, Secretary-General."
The medical personnel hurriedly lifted the man onto a stretcher and rushed him away. Hidden in the shadows, Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji watched coldly, both sneering.
The man was clearly already dead.
Rather than turn back, they kept the fun going... As long as they kept it under wraps, the music and dancing could go on.
How very capitalist. And how very like the Secretary-General.
Qiu Wuji could also tell that the actual cause of death was not heart disease... It did have something to do with