Cindy Clarke nodded her head, preparing to explain when she suddenly dry heaved.
As the force of the dry heave convulsed through her body, she instinctively bent over and clamped a hand over her mouth.
In reality, it was just a dry heave and nothing came out.
But she was uncomfortable.
"What's the matter?" Adrian Zhekova quickly pulled over to the side of the road.
Turning to her, he patted her back and said, "We should go to the hospital."
"How come you're dry heaving all of a sudden? Did you have something bad to eat at school, or are you too tired?" Adrian Zhekova sounded worried. "I noticed that you didn't look too well when I picked you up."
However, he noticed that the others also looked pale and with the International Culinary Competition imminent, everyone must be busy preparing for it.
Adrian Zhekova was well aware of the rules of the International Culinary Competition.
His brother, Samson Zhekova, had already explained them to him.
