"How can you eat so little? Eat more."
Ruan Tianling insisted on feeding her.
Jian Yufei had no choice but to reluctantly open her mouth.
Actually, the food wasn't greasy at all; it was quite light.
But she just felt very stuffy, greasy, and hard to swallow.
A wave of nausea in her stomach—
Jian Yufei covered her mouth, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited the food, even dry heaving for a while.
Ruan Tianling followed her in with worry: "What's wrong?"
Jian Yufei quickly felt better. She turned on the faucet to rinse her mouth, and Ruan Tianling hurriedly handed her a towel.
After wiping her mouth, Jian Yufei felt much more comfortable.
"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Ruan Tianling asked nervously.
Ever since Hua Zhongsheng treated her, her illness hadn't relapsed.
Her health had always been good, even better than before.
Ruan Tianling thought she wouldn't have any more issues, until now he realized that her health was only superficial.
