An Ziqi nodded and reached out to pick up the cup in front of her. Her hand slipped, and the cup fell directly to the ground.
"Sister Ziqi, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Mu Qing asked nervously, biting her lip.
An Ziqi held her head with one hand and shook it hard. "I... I feel a bit dizzy."
As soon as she finished speaking, her body swayed, and she collapsed directly onto the table.
"Sister Ziqi, Sister Ziqi."
Mu Qing reached out to shake An Ziqi. "Sister Ziqi, what's wrong? Wake up."
After confirming she had truly lost consciousness, Mu Qing took another small bottle out of her bag, propped up An Ziqi, opened the bottle's cap, and waved it twice under her nose.
An Ziqi's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, staring blankly forward.
Mu Qing got up and pulled An Ziqi out of her seat, silently saying to her in her heart: Sister Ziqi, I'm sorry.
Gritting her teeth, she led her out of the shop.
