She frowned, pulling hard at the door, but it remained shut. Unable to hold it back, she bent over and vomited.
Her body wavered, and she sank to her knees, grasping the doorknob for support. The vomitus consisted of not just alcohol but even blood.
"Sister!"
Xu Lingmeng let out an alarmed shout, a chill ran through Lun You's heart as well, and he rushed over.
However, someone was faster than him.
Lu Yebai, who was originally sitting on the sofa, abruptly rose to his feet. Brushing past the others, he scooped up Meng Xi'er's sliding body. It was only at this moment that he noticed the cold sweat coursing down from straining to endure her pain.
Her face was pale as if she was struck by a sudden illness. The flush from drinking was nowhere to be found. The corner of her mouth had a trace of blood, and her gaze was growing dim.
"You silly girl...!" Lu Yebai lifted her, unaware of his trembling fingers. Her white face reflected on his, losing color as well.