In stark contrast to Lin Qingya's anxiousness, Qin Hai suddenly lifted his head and asked with surprise, "Wife, what did you just call me?"
Lin Qingya had no time to care about that, and asked anxiously, "Stop talking about that, what exactly is wrong with you? Is it your chest hurting again?"
"It's nothing, I might have just gotten too excited!" Qin Hai patted his chest and chuckled, indicating that he was completely fine now.
Actually, the stabbing pain had come very suddenly just now, and it hurt terribly. Qin Hai's back was already covered in a layer of cold sweat, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared, gone in the blink of an eye.
Lin Qingya was still not at ease and frowned as she said, "Is it like this morning? I think it's best to get checked again tomorrow, a thorough examination, otherwise I won't be able to relax!"
