An Ning softly thanked the newlywed couple.
A few minutes later, the train attendant returned with a bowl of rice water.
An Ning propped herself up and took a few sips. The discomfort in her throat eased slightly.
A little warmth spread through her empty stomach.
An Ning finished the rice water, one small sip at a time.
Just as she was starting to feel a little better, a wave of nausea washed over her, and her stomach began to churn violently again.
"Here."
A red bucket appeared before An Ning as if out of nowhere.
At that moment, An Ning couldn't think about anything else. She practically shoved her head into the red bucket.
"RETCH—"
"RETCH—"
In a couple of heaves, she brought up what little rice water she had managed to drink.
Master Tang, who had intervened just in time, set down the bucket. "Put on your shoes," he said. "You should go to the restroom."
An Ning's mind blanked for a second, but she quickly understood what Master Tang meant.
