She was stunned for a moment. Every time her aunt came to visit, she would definitely feel pain, but it was not this severe. She blinked her eyes and answered softly: "It hurt before, but not this severe. Maybe a few days ago, I was greedy.
It’s cold food, that’s why it hurts like this.”
"It's better to go to the hospital after that and get your body recuperated." He stood up and put the hair dryer in the bathroom. If she did this every month and she felt uncomfortable, he would feel even more uncomfortable!
At night, she tossed and turned, humming in a low voice. Naturally, he couldn't sleep peacefully, so he held her and comforted her distressedly.
"Why don't you just go to the hospital?" He really couldn't understand why she was still worried about being shy when she was so uncomfortable. "What's there to be shy about seeing a doctor?"
"Forget it, it'll be fine after these two days. It's useless to look at it. I've looked at it a lot and taken a lot of medicine, but it's of no use." She moved back and forth in his arms, trying to find something.
Sleep in a comfortable position.
But the endless pain still bothered her, and she shouted angrily: "Ming, you should just kill me! It really hurts, and I don't want to live anymore."
"Nian En, please do your best and kill me. It makes me uncomfortable to see you suffering like this and not going to the hospital." He pinched her soft face and said with a wry smile.
Yu Nian'en remained silent and pinched his arm hard, which turned into tugging after a while. It was as if all the pain in his body was caused by this man.
If this could alleviate Yu Nianen's pain, Rong Beiming would rather strangle himself to death. Never before had a woman's pain had such a big impact on him. Seeing her in pain, he wished he could take her place.
In the room, the woman was coquettishly venting her unbearable pain, while the man was holding her and patiently comforting her.
After finally getting tired of all the hard work, Yu Nianen fell asleep in Rong Beiming's arms. He felt at ease. Listening to her even breathing, he raised his hand to smooth her slightly frowned brows and kissed her lovingly.
At the corner of his lips, there was a faint smile full of pity.
For the next two days, Yu Nianen was suffering in pain. She realized that there must be something wrong with her body. The pain in her waist and abdomen did not subside at all, and the amount of bleeding did not decrease.
If you don't go to the hospital and pretend that menstruation is coming, you will definitely be in trouble.
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"Nianen, do you want to go out?" Aunt Ling saw that Yu Nianen's face turned pale and brought down a bag.
"Yes! I have something to do. I'll be back in a minute!" Yu Nian'en said as he walked towards the door.
"Ask the driver to take you there. I see that your complexion is still very poor, and your body...hasn't recovered yet?" Aunt Ling asked doubtfully, it's been a few days! According to common sense, everything should be fine!
"It's much better. I'll just ask the driver to take me to the station."
"Okay! Pay attention to safety on the road. Mr. Rong has been worried to death these past few days."
Yu Nianen's face turned slightly red: "I've made you worry too much. This is an old problem and there's nothing we can do about it!"
"Nian'en, Mr. Rong asked me last time about any way to relieve dysmenorrhea for girls. I told him that some women will get better after giving birth. You can consider it! Give birth to a child! Mr. Rong doesn't
He will object, and he feels sorry for you."
"Have a baby?" Yu Nianen's heart suddenly throbbed, and she subconsciously covered her lower abdomen and murmured, "As for the baby, let it happen!"