132. Let's Just Go Ourselves

"Ariana!" that morning was greeted by Amber's loud shout echoing through the empty apartment room. Amber half ran, approaching the bed where Ariana was curled up like a fetus, her body trembling violently. "Ariana?" she called again on the bedside. Her faint voice couldn't hide her panic. Amber knew what was happening; this was not unfamiliar to her, although it rarely occurred. Ariana slowly opened her eyes, gazing at her friend and then smiled gently.

"Calm down," she whispered softly, clearly in pain. Amber gently wiped Ariana's forehead. Cold sweat flooded her friend's forehead.

"Where is the medicine?" she asked in a whisper. Her eyes searched the room corners. Instead of answering, Ariana shook her head. "Ariana, it's not the time to be stubborn!" Amber said in frustration.

"I'm... fine..." Ariana replied, gasping for breath. Nevertheless, her hands clutched the blanket tightly, her fingertips turning white.

"We're going to the hospital now!" Amber said firmly. She moved awa