Seeing her like this, Ziheng sighed, nodded, and said worriedly: "I knew it."
“…”
Xia Xi didn't want to talk to him about such complicated adult issues, so she stood up with her hand on the dining table: "Eat your meal, I'll go back to my room to find something and come over to accompany you right away."
Ziheng said "oh" and started eating with the bowl in his hands.
Xia Xi entered the room, took her bag from the floor-standing clothes rack, and took out the pinaverium bromide tablets she always kept. She picked out two tablets and put them directly into her mouth. She swallowed them without drinking any water.
In an instant, she felt a spasmodic pain in her gastrointestinal tract.
Xia Xi sat on the sofa, curled up and lay on his side, and a layer of sweat soon appeared on his forehead.
She folded her hands and pressed them hard on the upper left side of her abdomen, as if this would provide some relief. But it didn't seem to work, so she closed her eyes and prayed silently for the medicine to work faster, faster.
She didn't want to feel this bad anymore.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Xia Xi suspected that she had taken the wrong medicine. It had no effect at all and the pain was getting worse.
It obviously worked every time before.
Xia Xi was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up. He felt like he was trapped in the sofa, and his life was worse than death.
*
Ziheng finished his meal sitting alone in the restaurant, turning his head several times. When his mother left, she said she would come and accompany him right away, but so much time had passed and she still hadn't come.
Ziheng was a little worried, so he slipped off the dining chair and walked towards Xia Xi's room.
"Mom?" Ziheng didn't notice Xia Xi at first glance.
"Zi...Zi...Heng."
Xia Xi couldn't move. She called out weakly, followed by a low groan of pain. Ziheng finally saw her. Her body was curled up in a small ball, in the angle between the backrest and the armrest of the sofa.
Ziheng ran over and, in his panic, tripped over the edge of the plush carpet and fell. He quickly got up and squatted next to the sofa. Seeing Xia Xi's pale face and sweating, he immediately realized: "Mom, are you feeling sick?"
Without waiting for Xia Xi to answer, Ziheng turned around to look for medicine.
Having experienced this several times abroad, Ziheng knew Xia Xi usually kept medicine in her bedroom drawer or in her bag. Unable to find it in the drawer, he dug out a box from his bag, deftly scooped out the pills, and brought it over with a glass of warm water.
Xia Xi was in so much pain that she couldn't speak clearly. When Ziheng's little hand held the pill and handed it to her mouth, she shook her head with difficulty.
"Mom, you'll be fine after taking the medicine." Ziheng said anxiously.
Xia Xi's lips moved, and he uttered a few vague words: "Eat... I've eaten."
Ziheng was stunned and his eyes suddenly turned red. Mom had taken medicine, so why was she still in so much pain?
What should he do?
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