At dusk, a sharp, twisting pain shot through An Ruoxue’s lower abdomen. It felt as if someone were repeatedly stabbing her heart with a needle. The agony turned her small face deathly pale, and a fine, dense sheen of sweat broke out across her forehead.
"Ugh..."
An Ruoxue frowned and whimpered softly. Clasping her stomach, she fought through the waves of pain, forced herself to move, and took one step after another toward the outdoors.
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