Tianxing's mother turned around and glared at her, "It's so late, why haven't you gone back to your room to rest?"
Then she turned to Yuntian and said, "Sorry to let Mr. Yun see this."
"Oh dear."
Behind them, Tianxing suddenly clutched her belly and cried out in pain.
Seeing her holding her stomach, Yuntian was startled and immediately stepped forward, pulling her into his arms with concern, "What's wrong? Is your stomach hurting?"
"Yes." Tianxing leaned against him, her expression pained as she nodded.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital right away," Yuntian said in a deep voice, lifting her up in his arms.
Just as he was about to head out the door, Tianxing pinched him on the waist.
Yuntian paused and looked down at Tianxing, who was still clutching her stomach and crying out in pain.
He twitched his lips and cooperatively stood in place.
"What's going on? You were fine just now," Tianxing's mother asked urgently when she saw how much pain Tianxing was in.
