When she came out after washing her hands, she saw Xiao Lang curled up, his body shaking slightly.
She thought he was too cold.
Wen Ning went forward, pulled the blanket over to cover his body.
Xiao Lang had his back turned to her, his body still shaking, letting out vague moans.
Wen Ning turned his body over and saw his furrowed brows and pained expression.
"Brother Xiao, what's wrong?!"
"..."
"Where does it hurt?" Wen Ning lifted the blanket, discovering his hand pressing tightly against his stomach.
"Is your stomach hurting?" She asked anxiously.
"Medicine..." Xiao Lang awoke from the pain, reached out, and unconsciously pointed to the bedside cabinet, "Medicine..."
Wen Ning quickly pulled open the cabinet, finding a medicine bottle meant for stomach issues.
She opened the bottle, but it was empty, the medication was all taken.
"Wait a moment, I'll go get you some medicine!" Wen Ning grabbed her wallet and dashed out, not daring to waste any time.
