With a piercing scream from Qingcai Keke, the man collapsed right beside her chair.
I instantly stood up and walked over. The two waitresses rushed over in a panic, and one of them already darted out the door, presumably to fetch the manager in charge.
The person lying on the floor was a reasonably refined young man. His hair was drenched, stained with some reddish liquid, and my immediate instinct told me he had suffered a head injury.
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