Chapter 813
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The female colleague turned around and said, "Yes, Sister Hua, she was drunk last week, and she started vomiting the next day …"
"Is she vomiting because of her stomach?" Sister Hua was the only woman in the office with two sons, so after she asked that question, she lowered her voice and asked, "How is Tang Nuan's period?"
Tang Nuan vomiting, what does that have to do with her period? Song Qingchun frowned unconsciously and turned around to ask her, "Is it okay?" The assistant's eyes were filled with anxiety as she asked carefully, "Sister Qingchun, is there a problem?"
She has been vomiting a lot lately … and something clicked in Song Qingchun's mind. She ignored the assistant and tightened her grip on the glass of water.
Sister Hua stood up and walked to the door of the bathroom. She told Tang Nuan, who had just finished washing her hands, "Tang Nuan, I've been through this before. Your condition might not necessarily be a stomach problem. Even if your period has always been irregular, there's still a possibility that you might be pregnant. You'd better get yourself a pregnancy test. The way you throw up every time you eat, there's an eighty percent chance that you're pregnant …"
Pregnant … When Song Qingchun heard this, her hands shook, and the glass of water slipped from her palm. It fell on the table, and the water splashed all over her body. When it landed on her fair wrist, it started to redden.
"Ah!" The assistant yelped. As she reached out to grab Song Qingchun's glass, Song Qingchun's glass rolled off the table and landed on the floor. With a crisp sound, the glass shattered into pieces.
"Sister Qingchun, are you alright?" The assistant stood up in a hurry to grab a napkin to wipe the water off Song Qingchun's body.
Song Qingchun was startled back to reality by the assistant's action. She shook her head at her assistant and accepted the napkin. As she wiped the water off her body, she was lost in thought. After about ten seconds, she smiled at her assistant and said, "I'm sorry, I was spacing out earlier. Send this to my email, I'll read it later."
The assistant nodded in agreement. She stared at Song Qingchun and asked with concern, "Sister Qingchun, you don't look so well, are you feeling unwell?"
"No …" Song Qingchun shook her head at her assistant. She squatted down to pick up the broken pieces on the floor. However, she accidentally cut her finger, causing her assistant to squat down in a hurry to apply pressure on her finger to stop the bleeding. She found a band-aid and stuck it on her finger. "Sister Qingchun, I'll clean this up, you should go back to your office to rest."
Song Qingchun hesitated before saying, "Okay."
After a pause, she said, "Thank you."
The little assistant smiled sweetly. "It's okay."
Song Qingchun smiled at her assistant before turning to return to her office.
After closing the office door, Song Qingchun collapsed into her chair like she had been drained of energy.
The words that Sister Hua had said to Tang Nuan drifted into her ears again.
Tang Nuanyue had always been a good girl, but Song Qingchun was different. She would come every few days of the month, but she didn't come last month.
Those few days were Su Zhinian's blind date. She had been so depressed that she didn't even notice her period.
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