"Her body was extremely cold. Western medical examinations could not detect the level of traditional Chinese medicine at all. It may be that she was always exposed to cold water during menstruation or wore too little clothing, and she fell ill over time. Fortunately, she was still young, and she recovered quickly after taking good care of her.
It will be fine!" The old Chinese medicine doctor raised his eyes and picked up his pen to write a prescription.
Mu Chenfeng glanced at the sleeping person on the bed, and felt slightly shocked and distressed.
He had read all the surveys about her working experience. But without reading any of them, he felt a little distressed.
In life, he has always been superior.
Of course I know the suffering of the people at the bottom, but I have not experienced that reality.
Even though he has grown up stumblingly over the years, the pain he has suffered is only spiritual.
Body and mind are never comparable.
Because she called her private doctor in advance and briefly explained her dysmenorrhea, the doctor suggested not to take painkillers but to refer her to a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
This is the indicator and the root cause.
Mu Chenfeng immediately carried him straight to the home of an old Chinese medicine doctor, regardless of whether it was in the middle of the night or not.
"Uncle Chen, thank you!" His attitude was not enthusiastic, but he thanked him sincerely.
"If you hadn't come in the middle of the night, I would have thanked you in turn!" Uncle Chen retorted, but he was not really annoyed that he had disturbed his normal routine.
"You are so rude, junior!" Mu Chenfeng has always been a humble person, and it is indeed not polite to break into other people's homes late at night.
"You reckless young people..." Uncle Chen shook his head with a smile. As he spoke, he had already filled out the prescription and handed it over to him.
"Go back quickly, it only takes a month of careful nursing!"
Mu Chenfeng nodded slightly, hugged the sleeping little woman and left.
Behind him, Uncle Chen suddenly picked up the phone and dialed.
"Is that boy Mu Momo in love?"
"How is it possible? I haven't heard of it! Grandpa, why do you ask that?" The person on the other end of the phone wondered.
"I think it's 80% true. I've never seen that guy look nervous before. Today, my old man is really cruel!" Uncle Chen smiled slightly.
"Nani? Is it true? Because of the magic horse..." The other end of the phone was still chattering, but Uncle Chen hung up the phone. It was better to have fun alone than to enjoy the whole family.
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When Li Xiaoyou woke up, he felt an arm with clear texture lying across his body, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to express his anger.
Even breathing became extra cautious.
When did he fall asleep?
What happened last night?
Why doesn't she remember anything?
Her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and she felt a warm palm pressing against her lower abdomen.
The heat in her palm was just right, just enough to relieve the pain in her lower abdomen.
She didn't dare to move, for fear that the slightest movement of a hair would disturb him. Her back was to him, so she couldn't see his face.
His even breath sprayed on the delicate skin of her neck, and her whole body rippled because of such an unintentional "touch". His chest, which rose and fell with his breathing, pressed against her back. Waves of warmth came from him.
, which makes people feel inexplicably reassured.,
How great it would be if I could do this for the rest of my life!
When she was with him, Li Xiaoyou found that she always had many unrealistic ideas.
But in the end, ifs are just ifs. Even though I know it’s impossible, I still can’t help but fantasize like that. I’m afraid this is what is called being unable to help yourself!