The auntie followed worriedly and saw Lin Qingqian standing in front of the basin, retching. She said worriedly, "Madam, are you alright?"
Lin Qingqian tried her best to suppress the nausea. She took a few deep breaths and shook her head. "I'm fine. Perhaps I caught a cold last night."
"Then I'll go get the cold medicine for Madam."
"Help me get a glass of hot water and a coat," Lin Qingqian said softly in a hoarse voice.
"Alright." The aunt went upstairs to get her coat.
Lin Qingqian took out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth. She looked up at the haggard woman in the mirror and slowly placed her palm on her flat stomach.
How late was her period?
The auntie took a beige windbreaker and put it on her. "The weather has been quite erratic recently. Madam, you have to pay attention to keeping warm."
Lin Qingqian nodded, her gaze landing on the breakfast on the table. She really did not have much of an appetite.
