Exhausted, Lu Qingyi walked out from the lab. Gently massaging her temple, her body began to sway a bit.
"Be careful."
Xu Boyan stepped forward to support Lu Qingyi, watching the exhausted girl with a pained expression.
"I'm fine... Oh....."
Just as Lu Qingyi said she was fine, a sudden wave of nausea hit her. She ran off, covering her mouth.
She crouched next to the sink, feeling the urge to vomit but couldn't. A wave of discomfort washed over her stomach.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Xu Boyan rushed to Lu Qingyi's side, crouching down next to her with an expression of unprecedented panic.
Lu Qingyi suddenly vomited, leaving Xu Boyan flustered and worried.
"It's nothing... "
Lu Qingyi gestured weakly, her voice barely a whisper.
She genuinely felt unwell.
Lu Qingyi knew she was experiencing morning sickness again. The medication had helped for a few days. Maybe overworking herself had triggered her nausea.
"Have some water."
