Old Madam Jiang was also greatly startled, "You, what did you say? Where do you say it hurts?"
Mu Qingxin was in so much pain she was about to faint, her hand holding her abdomen, her face lost all color, pale as a sheet, "Stomach, my stomach hurts so much—"
"Why would your stomach hurt?" Old Madam Jiang didn't dare to delay; at this moment, having a stomachache probably isn't a good sign.
She immediately pulled the person up from the bed, "Let's go, we must get to the hospital quickly."
But at this moment Mu Qingxin didn't even have the strength to stand, and Old Madam Jiang only managed to get her up with great effort, then saw that the bedsheet was already stained crimson.
Old Madam Jiang was so frightened she almost fainted on the spot; if it weren't for needing to take Mu Qingxin to the hospital, she might have collapsed to the ground.
