[Picture, reference for Yin Xueyang, can be ignored by those who dislike it]
Yin Xueyang found that she had never hated her condition as much as she did now.
She would suffer from incontinence when her emotions fluctuated greatly, which was a painful affliction.
Usually, Yin Xueyang kept it very well hidden.
But just now, it had really been a matter of life and death.
Under the state of fear, Yin Xueyang simply couldn't remain calm.
Li Zhiyan smelled the odor and glanced at her, noticing that Yin Xueyang was still spitting out water from her mouth.
It was clear that she had swallowed quite a bit of water while underwater.
"Chief Yin, I didn't expect you to have such a problem," Li Zhiyan said.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this," he said seriously.
