Jian Shichu took great care of her, but her condition still wasn't optimistic.
Midway through the flight, she just couldn't hold it in anymore and headed to the restroom, throwing up so badly it was a mess.
She locked Jian Shichu outside the door, leaving him anxiously pacing back and forth, knocking repeatedly.
Once she felt better, brushed her teeth, and washed her face, she finally opened the door and stepped out of the restroom.
Jian Shichu pulled her into his arms immediately, frowning as he looked at her, "Why are you so pale?"
"It's nothing," Ye Qingci smiled nonchalantly, "We're almost there, right? Just a little longer, and I'll be fine."
"Did you throw up everything in your stomach? Does it feel awful?" Jian Shichu asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll go get you something."
"I don't want to eat anything," Ye Qingci shook her head, "If I eat, I might throw up again later. I'm okay, don't worry. Once the plane lands, everything will be fine."
