Suddenly, she thought, could it be that time of the month?
She's usually not very punctual, and she's always been too forgetful to remember the timing.
At this moment, she was clutching her stomach, her face turning worse by the second.
Both her hands slowly became a bit cold, a chill tingling at her fingertips.
Zhu Ziwen initially didn't pay much attention, but felt that the surroundings seemed much quieter. A quick glance showed Ye Ning sitting there with hollow eyes, as if enduring something, her lips pale, looking rarely helpless and pitiful...
"Ye Ning?" He quickly tapped her arm and asked, "Are you okay? Feeling unwell?"
Ye Ning silently nodded.
Below, her eyelids drooped even further, looking weakly ahead.
Zhu Ziwen immediately said, "Come on, let's go."
"Huh?"
Zhu Ziwen came over and swiftly picked up Ye Ning.
Everyone immediately turned to look.
A series of screams followed Zhu Ziwen's handsome and decisive move.
"Wow, Zhu Ziwen picked up Ye Ning."
