Jiang Shuyao had only just realized that Pei Yan could not only threaten people but also had a skill for brainwashing.
Seeing her deskmate seriously discussing whether their childhood friends were competent, she felt like her head was about to explode.
Gradually, that sense of discomfort moved to her abdomen, Jiang Shuyao's complexion grew increasingly wrong, she bent over the desk in pain, unable to straighten her back.
"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you," Tang Xing looked at her helplessly, his face filled with panic.
Everything had been fine just moments ago.
Could it be food poisoning, maybe the snacks Boss Pei bought were toxic?
Of course, Jiang Shuyao didn't have such wild theories like her deskmate, she counted the days and roughly guessed what was happening.
It must be from the cold drinks she had a few days ago, now teaching her a lesson.
"I'm going to the restroom. If a teacher comes by, Tang Xing, could you tell them for me?"