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Looking at the romantic setting of Shu Ya, Lin Na recalled the scene of the two of them that day. Although it was a bit bittersweet, she felt more at ease.
Food was served on the table.
Qiao Chutian didn't dare to eat first.
He was afraid that as soon as he ate, he would hear the sound of Lin Na vomiting.
Lin Na tried eating a small piece of flower cake.
Her stomach could accept it. After eating three small pieces, she started to feel averse.
Afraid to eat any more, worried she might vomit.
But it was already much better than before, at least she could eat.
"How do you feel?"
Qiao Chutian, unable to see, still couldn't understand her specific condition.
"I can eat three pieces of flower cake now."
Feeling a bit thirsty, Lin Na drank a bit of hot milk.
She could drink half a cup now.
