"Qingqing, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

Mu Yi'er hurriedly supported Di Qingqing, gently patting her back. She quickly picked up the brown sugar water from the coffee table and brought it to Di Qingqing's lips, saying, "Qingqing, drink some water, swallow it down!"

Di Qingqing's face was pale as she forced down a couple of sips of the brown sugar water, but it didn't help at all.

"Ugh... Wu... ugh..."