C527 Withering Rain

Li Qingqing was washing her face and hands under the tap, but for some reason, blood kept pouring out of her nose and the water in the sink was turning a faint red color.

"Miss, I'll call the doctor for you." The cook's face grew more and more anxious.

"I said there's no need!" Li Qingqing turned around and glared fiercely at the kitchen maid