After listening to Bo Jinghang's words, Chu Qianqian turned back to look, and her expression immediately became anxious: "Sister-in-law? Is the baby coming? Do you want me to call my brother?"
Qin Yiren had a severe headache, with a buzzing noise echoing in her ears, but she still heard Chu Qianqian's question.
She's holding her head, not her stomach, your focus is off, hey!
"I'm... fine." Suppressing the urge to complain, Qin Yiren took a moment to catch her breath, sweat pouring down her face, and apologized: "Qianqian, did I scare you?"
"No, really, don't you need to go to the hospital?"
Chu Qianqian asked Bo Jinghang to park the car by the roadside again, got out, and sat beside Qin Yiren, taking out tissues to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. "No, I have to call brother Xinian."
"It's really nothing."
As the pain gradually subsided, Qin Yiren regained her clarity, her face pale as if recovering from a severe illness.
