Gandan Xue looked up at Shen Yanhe with a face full of fear, the milk on her face embarrassingly dripping down. Her heart felt as if it were soaking in an ice cellar, overwhelmed by chilling fear as her body trembled slightly.
She could feel it.
Shen Yanhe was serious!
She would really kill her!
Shen Yanhe glanced at her with a gloomy expression and turned to leave.
She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she might not be able to restrain herself from acting.
After she left, Gandan Xue finally let out a heavy sigh of relief, her body collapsing, and allergic symptoms followed one after another. She gasped and struggled to speak to the cook who had stepped aside, "Quick! Call an ambulance!"
As soon as her words fell, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Shen Yingying, enduring the pain in her abdomen, crawled frantically toward her, crying out miserably, "Mom! Mom! Are you okay? Mom!"
The ambulance arrived quickly, and Gandan Xue was rushed to the hospital.
