This is strange; there's nothing unusual with her head, so why does she keep wanting to vomit?
Bai Jingqing first arranged for Gu Qingxin to be admitted into a ward, and Beiming Han stayed by her side the entire time.
After more than half an hour, Gu Qingxin finally felt a bit better. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Beiming Han's concerned gaze.
"Xin'er, how are you feeling?" Beiming Han held her hand.
"Much better." Gu Qingxin tried to sit up, and he quickly stood up, helping her lean against the headboard.
"It's nothing serious with me; you should go rest." Gu Qingxin wanted to touch his face, but she didn't dare do it.
"How can you say it's nothing? You hit your head pretty hard." Beiming Han looked at the bump on her forehead with a frown.
Gu Qingxin raised her hand to touch it, and she gasped.
