Song Xiaoqing's face was a bit pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
At this point, even Ding Yuejun noticed something was wrong. She immediately stood up and said to Yiyi, "Yiyi, quick, go and call someone, your godmother needs to go to the hospital immediately."
But before Yiyi could speak, Ding Yuejun quickly reacted, "No, you stay here with your godmother, I'll go call someone." Her daughter was studying medicine, and staying might be helpful, so Ding Yuejun didn't hesitate and went to get help.
Yiyi hurried forward to check Song Xiaoqing's pulse. Afterward, her expression turned grim. Looking at Song Xiaoqing like this, it seemed she was going into labor, but there were still over half a month until the due date.
Thinking of this, Yiyi dared not delay and quickly took out a small porcelain bottle to pour out the medicine pills, "Godmother, please take this medicine first."
