Chi Xiaoyu's cry of stomach pain immediately made Old Madam Gong anxious.
"Quick, quick, take her to the hospital, fast..."
However, Chi Xiaoyu's expression seemed a bit awkward, "Grandmother, there's no need, I probably just have a bad stomach. I'll go to the restroom, and I'll be okay."
Only then did Old Madam Gong breathe a sigh of relief.
By the time Xiao Yu came back from the restroom, Old Madam Gong had already called all the chefs out, questioning the details of the day's cooking, looking for anything improper.
"Xiao Yu, how are you feeling now?"
"I just got a stomach ache from eating something bad, just had diarrhea. Grandmother, don't worry, it's really nothing!" Xiao Yu said with an unaffected face.
Old Madam Gong's reaction, however, was significant, "This is no small matter, child, you are carrying twins now, any mistake could cause trouble. Chu Yun, what did you do? She's been pregnant for so long, how could you let her eat something that would upset her stomach?"
