Shang Qinghua is in a meeting when he first starts to feel unwell. He passes it off as a migraine, and doesn't notice how everyone else starts to look a lot more concerned... Once the meeting is over, he's about to leave, before he's cornered by Liu Qingqe. Shang Qinghua yelps, as even though Liu Qingqe is 2 years younger than him, he's at least a good foot taller than Shang Qinghua is...

Liu Qingqe: "I couldn't help but notice that you looked rather pale in that meeting, Shang-Shixiong..."

Shang Qinghua: "Me? Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine-"

He stops speaking, as he starts to feel something warm start to trickle down his face. He reaches a hand to the base of his nose, and his fingertips come away covered in his own blood. A nosebleed... Shang Qinghua is starting to feel more light-headed now... Out of the corner of his eye, he can see the flashing red screen of the system, warning of a malfunction... He's feeling really nauseous now too...

Shang Qinghua: "O-Oh... That's not..."