"Do you really feel discomfort in your chest?" Mother Leilei was shocked, her eyes moved close to her daughter's face for observation. Upon closer inspection, her daughter's breathing, as Xie Wanying described, resembled that of a drowning person, gasping for air with great effort.
Leilei was averse to the tone of her mother's voice. Her mother's anxious loudness was akin to rumbling thunder, seemingly deafening her ears, making her heart feel uncomfortable, causing her face to pale even more. In contrast, the voice of the older sister beside her was clear like a stream, washing away the chaos in her troubled mind.
Not wanting to answer her mother, Leilei frowned.
"She seems to feel more uncomfortable," Mother Leilei noticed her daughter's expression.
"You shouldn't speak loudly, she's already feeling unwell, your loud voice will make her panic," Xie Wanying pointed out to the family member the need for cooperation.
