The helicopter didn't fly as slowly and steadily as a passenger plane. During the takeoff, the morning sickness, which Ji Nuan had been holding, finally broke down. Even if she wanted to ask when Mo Jingshen would go with them, she couldn't do it.
As soon as the helicopter flew up, she ran to the bathroom, held the toilet, and began to vomit. She threw up so much that she knelt by the toilet and lost all her strength.
These days because she was pregnant, she forced herself to eat as much as she could, but still didn't eat much.
Now she had almost thrown up everything she had eaten in the past few days.
She wanted to throw up when she was pinned to the ground by that disgusting man, and she had been putting up with it ever since.
"Mrs. Mo!" Feng Ling had found the spare medical kit from the helicopter. When she turned to see her lying on the edge of the toilet, she reached out to help her.
