Food poisoning? Or some other illness? Song Qinghuan was now unable to distinguish what was happening around her, with blurry figures swaying before her eyes.
As she spat out a mouthful of blood, she collapsed, her last conscious memory was of Shi Mu's alarmed cries: "Qinghuan, Qinghuan, someone, get help, call a doctor...."
Shi Yuhuan, who was handling official duties in the study, was hurriedly approached by Shi Annuo, his face pale as a sheet, "Brother, something's happened to Qinghuan!"
A strong sense of unease set over him. His cold gaze fixed on Annuo, he immediately questioned, "What happened?"
Shi Annuo hurriedly explained: "I don't know what happened to Song Qinghuan, she fainted and...and she's vomiting blood..."
Before Annuo had finished speaking, Shi Yuhuan had disappeared. He hastily followed his brother.
Shi Yuhuan rushed to the site of the incident. The blood on the ground hadn't dried yet. Its distinct red against the white floor was particularly glaring.
