Mother Leng bent down and grabbed Lin Yixun's hand. When she felt Lin Yixun's cold fingers, her gaze shifted slightly. She instinctively glanced at Lin Yixun's face and found her forehead already covered in cold sweat; it seemed she wasn't pretending.
Mother Leng suddenly remembered that Lin Yixun was pregnant and hesitated, "Are you... really feeling unwell?"
Lin Yixun was in agony, opening her mouth but could only manage a faint whisper.
Seeing this, Mother Leng couldn't help but panic. Although she didn't like Lin Yixun, the child she carried was the Leng family's grandson and the last hope to save Xiao Yixun. So, she inevitably became anxious.
"I... I'll have someone take you to the hospital." Mother Leng was about to call Leng Yixiu when the dressing room door was opened.
Earlier, Leng Yixiu had been outside entertaining guests but ultimately decided to check on Lin Yixun. As soon as he went upstairs, he saw Lin Yixun's makeup artist at the dressing room door.
