“Nuan, are you OK?” Seeing she couldn’t keep herself balanced, Song Kuncheng came forward to support her.

“Don’t worry, I just got up too early.” Xia Nuan got rid of his hands.

She kept walking, but felt even dizzier than before.

“Nuan, you should sit down and have a rest.” Xia Nuan was too dizzy to do anything, so she allowed him to get her back to the clinic.

He felt the pulse for her, “Your pulse and spirit are not in a ...