With a thud, an enamel cup rolled onto the tiled floor, spilling water everywhere.
Seeing this, Song Xueling turned back to pick up the cup.
Xie Wanying rushed out from the kitchen and waved at him, "Doctor Song, I'll do it. You go ahead."
Hesitating, he heard the phone ringing in his briefcase, probably urging him to return to the hospital, so Song Xueling had no choice but to walk out and close the door behind him.
As the door closed, the wind suddenly stopped. Xie Wanying picked up the cup and then grabbed a mop to dry the floor. There's a pregnant woman in the house, falling is not an option.
After cleaning the floor and just as she was about to return to the kitchen, she heard what seemed to be another dull thud, something else had fallen.
Startled, Xie Wanying turned to search the room for the source of the sound and quickly realized something. She ran to the bathroom door, knocking loudly, and asked, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister—"
