Su Cha was embroidering at home when she suddenly felt suffocated.
The feeling was strong without any warning, making her feel uncomfortable.
It did not hurt anywhere, but it was uncomfortable everywhere.
Her throat was swallowing non-stop, as if something in her stomach was about to roll out and push up.
Su Cha frowned and covered her stomach, stopping her embroidery.
Bo Muyi noticed her reaction and felt that something was wrong. "What's wrong?"
Su Cha shook her head and took a deep breath. "I don't know. I feel uncomfortable everywhere, and my heart feels stuffy."
She did not know how she felt.
"Are you sick?"
Bo Muyi walked over and hugged her. He touched her forehead. "Is it normal?"
He frowned. Su Cha suddenly pushed him away. "No, I think it's not right. I want to call my father."
***
Time seemed to have stopped.
