Cough. Cough.
Ling Qingyu patted her chest, coughing nonstop. It just didn't halt. Her hand covered her mouth as she darted toward the nearest basin and spurted out.
Panting heavily, Ling Qingyu alleviated the discomfort inside her throat and lungs. Amorette rose from her seat and palmed hard on Ling Qingyu's back.
"There. There. You're already an adult and still choking on water." Amorette spoke in a blaming tone. "You need to keep up your concentration level."
Ling Qingyu wanted to roll her eyes at her mother. What concentration? Wasn't it Amorette's word that caused the mess?
"Are you okay, Sis?" Ling Yunxiang asked.
"I'm fine." Ling Qingyu coughed a few times and glanced at her sister, hearing her inquiry. She instantly regretted her behavior.
Her eyelids twitched. Laugh, just laugh, stop controlling yourself.
Ling Qingyu worried her sister's fragile bone might hurt from her trembling body.
