He Mengxiang's cough came so suddenly, without any warning. Perhaps the flushing of her face was a sign, but no one could make the connection.
"Xiao Meng, are you alright?" Chang Jiayan asked anxiously.
"Brother Tian, this is... not serious, right?" Liu Wenxing hesitated as he spoke.
He Mengxiang couldn't stop coughing and didn't have any time to answer Chang Jiayan's question. Lin Tian just gave a reassuring look, signaling to Liu Wenxing to calm down and not be anxious, without offering any explanation.
He Mengxiang coughed so much that tears streamed down her face. Suddenly, Lin Tian shouted, "Wenxing, get a trash bin for her, quick!"
"Oh, alright." Although Liu Wenxing didn't understand why a trash bin was needed, he ran to fetch the bin from the corner of the dormitory and brought it over.
But before he had time to put it down, He Mengxiang snatched it from him and continued coughing into the trash bin.
