The discomfort from the stuck feeling, coupled with nausea, sent her hurrying to the restroom to throw up. However, after vomiting the orange juice, the fish bone remained lodged in her throat. Xiao Linye anxiously tended to her, but even after ten minutes, the bone in Ye Yuning’s throat was still stuck. "I’ll take you to the hospital," he said, getting her coat. Ye Yuning looked at him with tearful eyes, feeling utterly wronged, which made Xiao Linye’s heart melt. Ye Yuning nodded, knowing the bone wouldn’t come out unless they went to the hospital. As they entered the elevator and Xiao Linye took her hand, he clearly felt the sweat in her palm. His tone was apologetic. "I’m sorry. Next time, we won’t choose a fish with so many bones." However, grilled fish was always tastiest when made with grass carp. Ye Yuning gazed at him with pleading eyes, unable to say whether she agreed or disagreed; in short, she was unable to speak. She loved eating fish and had never had such a severe problem with bones before. Now, it was so bad she couldn’t even speak. Xiao Linye kept a careful eye on Ye Yuning’s condition the whole time. Ye Yuning kept her hand pressed to her mouth, her expression clearly showing extreme discomfort. "It’s okay, we’ll be there soon!" Xiao Linye glanced at the GPS, soothing her in a soft voice. However, when people were anxious, they often lost their composure. Xiao Linye, who was normally calm and collected in any situation, got so flustered following the map today that he actually took a wrong turn. Lai Shuo had just returned home when he received a call from Xiao Shuo, who complained of severe stomach pain. Lai Shuo said, "Call Yang Jing. She’s your immediate superior!" He had no intention of dealing with this pampered young master right now, so he hung up the phone without a second thought. To think a man would stoop to such tactics just to get out of office work, acting no different than a petty woman. But what Lai Shuo didn’t know was that Xiao Shuo’s pain was genuine. Seeing that Lai Shuo wouldn’t help him, Xiao Shuo frantically called Yang Jing. Yang Jing was also annoyed. She already had a four-year-old daughter to care for and didn’t need the extra hassle of dealing with the difficult Xiao Shuo. When she heard Xiao Shuo complain about his stomach pain, her first reaction was the same as Lai Shuo’s. He must be faking it! "Even if you die from the pain in the office today, you still have to secure that appointment with Mr. Dong for me," she said. Xiao Shuo was already in severe pain. Hearing Yang Jing’s words, he shivered with anger. "I told you my stomach hurts! Don’t you go too far!" he retorted. "And I’m *being* just that unreasonable," she snapped back. HISS! The pain struck again, and Xiao Shuo gasped. His labored breathing, even over the phone, made his discomfort unmistakably clear. Yang Jing, who had been resolute moments before, now frowned. His stomach really *is* hurting! "Do you take me for someone with no integrity? When I say my stomach hurts, it hurts!" he insisted, his voice strained. "Where exactly does it hurt?" "The lower right side of my abdomen," Xiao Shuo said, cold sweat beading on his forehead from the pain. As a result, his words were punctuated by heavy, sharp breaths. Yang Jing’s frown deepened. She quickly hung up and searched online for what pain in that location might indicate. When her search suggested it could be appendicitis, her stern demeanor dissolved. She immediately turned her car around and rushed back to the office. When she arrived, she found Xiao Shuo curled up on the ground in agony. "Xiao Shuo, Xiao Shuo?" she called out. NGH! Xiao Shuo barely managed a sound, unable to form any words. Realizing the gravity of the situation, Yang Jing’s previous hardness vanished. She gently asked, "Can you walk on your own?" "Call an ambulance," Xiao Shuo managed to say with difficulty. Seeing the sweat pouring down his forehead, Yang Jing hesitated no longer. She hoisted him from the ground, draped his arm over her shoulder, and started heading out. Xiao Shuo was in so much pain he could barely move, his entire weight leaning on Yang Jing’s petite frame. "It might take too long for an ambulance," Yang Jing said. "I’m taking you to the hospital right now." Xiao Shuo grunted in response. The previously arrogant Xiao Shuo now cooperated fully, matching Yang Jing’s pace. They hurried to the hospital, where Xiao Shuo was immediately placed on a gurney and rushed into an elevator. Meanwhile, Xiao Linye, after taking a wrong turn, had finally arrived at the hospital with Ye Yuning and successfully registered her. They met in the elevator. Xiao Shuo, lying on the gurney in agony, saw Ye Yuning nestled in Xiao Linye’s arms. His pupils constricted sharply, and the air in the elevator turned eerily quiet.