Seeing Wei Jia's tightly furrowed brow slightly relax, Li Jing took the medicine bottle and water bottle for her and frowned, "Do you have a stomach problem?"
"Yes, it's an old issue. I have an irregular diet, and I've been quite tired from work lately."
Wei Jia replied in a low voice, seemingly not having the energy to say much more.
Seeing this, Li Jing noticed that the usually sharp Wei Jia seemed like a toothless tiger now, appearing much more gentle.
But he knew this was a sign that Wei Jia was not feeling well; otherwise, with her personality, she would never expose her vulnerable side, no matter how uncomfortable she felt.
At least as long as Li Jing had known her, this was the first time he learned she had health issues.
Thinking of this, Li Jing glanced back at the train compartment's entrance at the attendant, stood up, and walked over.
...
After a while, Wei Jia, who was resting with her eyes closed, felt a warmth spread across her stomach.
