The others looked at Yang Shuting in surprise.

Putting down his chopsticks, Huang Xin stood up and walked into the bathroom. Seeing that Yang Shuting was vomiting on the toilet, she asked worriedly, "Shuting, are you okay? Are you sick?"

"Ewww..." Yang Shuting felt sick and her stomach was churning. Her pale face suddenly turned pale, like a ghost. "I... I'm fine!" She struggled to stand up, walked to the wash basin, turned on the water dragon lamp and washed her hands.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" It didn't seem to be all right. It was obvious that she was not feeling well. Huang Xinxin frowned and...