Tan Shi has always had problems with her lungs.
On regular days, she couldn't catch a cold, get overheated, fall ill or even have a fever. She couldn't get too emotional or cry loudly.
Now, when she got agitated, her breathing immediately became unstable.
"Cough, cough cough cough—"
Tan Shi hadn't finished her sentence before she started coughing, a series of coughs that left her flushed and breathless, forcing back the tears she had just suppressed.
"Ah Shi, what's wrong? Don't panic, take deep breaths, deep breaths!"
Yun Chu quickly reached out and constantly patted Tan Shi's back, but careful of Tan Shi's frailty, she dared not use force, only lightly patting. However, light pats did nothing to alleviate Tan Shi's discomfort, leaving Yun Chu sweating with worry.
"Ah Shi, don't scare me, deep breaths, deep breaths..."
Yun Chu was beside herself with anxiety.
But Tan Shi's condition worsened.
