Chapter 712 Immediate Surgery_1

Seeing Jing Yiren continually furrowing her brows, she unconsciously asked.

"Miss Jing, are you feeling unwell?"

Jing Yiren shook her head, unable to articulate what she was feeling.

She didn't feel uncomfortable anywhere in particular, but she felt an overall sense of unease.

"Help me up!" Jing Yiren reached out to grab the maid's arm, struggling to stand up.

The maid stood up instantly, supporting Jing Yiren.

Once Jing Yiren was up, the maid's face instantly turned deathly pale.

She warned, "Miss Jing! There's blood on your dress!"

Upon hearing this, Jing Yiren's face hardened. She unconsciously looked back and took a glance at her dress, indeed noticing a small spot of blood.

It was probably a sign of her impending labor.

"Sit down quickly, I'll go inform Mr. Lu!"

"Wait! I'll go with you!"

Jing Yiren felt a bit frantic internally, but her body didn't seem to be overly discomforted. She tried to appear as composed as possible.