She hadn't eaten much in the afternoon, and she had just drunk a few drinks on an empty stomach; her stomach felt extremely uncomfortable, almost making her throw up everything.
Her legs were somewhat weak, barely able to stand steady, and she was only barely keeping herself from falling by clutching the edge of the sink.
Behind her in the restroom, a woman walked out, saw her bent over the sink, vomiting profoundly, pinched her nose, and said with disgust, "Disgusting."
Then she quickly left.
Tianxing couldn't bother about her; her stomach was already empty, and after vomiting for a long time, she finally couldn't vomit anything, yet the discomfort was intense.
Her forehead rested on the cold stone slab, and once the discomfort in her stomach eased slightly, she turned on the tap, scooped up some water to rinse her mouth, and splashed her face fiercely with water.
With her arms barely propping her up, she straightened her body and looked up at the mirror in front of her.