Mi Shen looked at the light flashing in her eyes and suddenly had warped thoughts, "Huh??? You wouldn't happen to be…"
Beibei raised her hand to slap away her paw, "What are you thinking? I'm a decent person!"
Mi Shen: "..."
A decent person? Why didn't she believe it at all?
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In the last self-study class of the afternoon, Beibei received a call from the hospital and hurried off after asking for leave.
Halfway through the class, Mi Shen suddenly felt a bit of discomfort in her stomach, raised her hand to rub it, but instead of easing, the pain intensified.
As she pressed her stomach and let her mind wander, the pain became even more excruciating.
Shivering, she grabbed some tissues, clutched her stomach, and scurried into the restroom.
After squatting for a long time without any reaction, it felt as if her intestines were twisted together, and she sweated profusely from the pain.
