"Mohan, what's wrong with you?" At the moment when Lin Mohan's body lost balance, Xiao Yang helped her in time.

After being held up by Xiaoyang, Lin Mohan's face was pale. Her right hand was on her forehead and her eyebrows frowned.

"I don't know why, I've been having some headaches lately."

"Headache? Should this not have happened before? Xiao Yang frowned and asked.

Lin Mohan nodded, "It's only during this period of time."

"Brother Xiaoyang, when the president was sitting here in the morning, this situation had happened once. Otherwise, would you take her to the hospital? Isabel was there, worried.

Xiao Yang wrinkled, bent down, picked up Lin...