After dinner, Yao Yi was working hard to wash dishes and wash dishes, and he lay comfortably on the sofa and looked at Wan Qianqian busy.
"Yao Yi, can I ask you for help?"
"Speak and listen."
"I'm not very comfortable today. Can I go to bed first? Can you take the fruit out of the refrigerator and cut it? "
Wan Qianqian said as he covered his belly with his hands, frowned slightly, as if his stomach hurts, and his face is blushing.[
She reached out and took off the apron on her body. The white silk-faced home clothes looked very silky. Yao Yi looked at Wan Qianqian and knew that she was not lying.
“Where is uncomfortable?”
"I have a stomach ache."
"Go to the bathroom."
"No... it's not that reason, I'll go to rest first." Wan Qianqian finished speaking in embarrassment and quickly turned around and ran into his room. She wouldn't tell Yao Yi that her period was coming, and she was in great pain.
Leaning against the head of the bed and drinking hot water, the pain in her stomach did not relieve at all because of her lying down. Instead, it became more and more serious, and sweat had already oozed out of her forehead.
I covered my stomach and hurried on the bed. I was petite, but when I curled up, I looked even smaller. I frowned in pain. I had experienced dysmenorrhea before, but I had never felt so painful.
After a long time, seeing the pain continued, she touched the bed, opened the door, and walked out of the door with heavy steps. Yao Yi was still sitting on the sofa watching the game.
Seeing Wan Qianqian's pale face when he came out, Yao Yi stood up nervously and walked to her and held her, "How could it hurt like this?"
Wan Qianqian gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know either."
After saying that, she walked towards the kitchen again, "I'll get the painkiller."
"It's better to go to the hospital." Yao Yi said, picking Wan Qianqianheng up and walking out the door. Both of them were wearing home clothes, and Yao Yi was wearing slippers, but Wan Qianqian didn't even wear slippers.
The car was so painful that sweat beads on its forehead were big. Yao Yi was anxious. The faster the car was, the faster it was. "Do you hurt so much?"
Wan Qianqian instinctively shook his head, "No, it's very strange this time."
After saying that, she suddenly thought of something and asked Yao Yi uncertainly, "That... do you know me, why does my stomach hurt?"
He spoke hesitantly and looked embarrassed. Yao Yi suddenly found it very funny. This woman is really idiotic than Lu Anyi, but there are still many places like her.
For example, now, when you should be pretentious, you should not be pretentious, and when you should not be pretentious, "Isn't it just a month? What an idiot."
Although Yao Yi said that, after seeing Wanqianqian hear him, he lowered his head embarrassedly, lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes flashed, and his eyes were still very cute.
Suddenly, a thousand sensations of romance in his heart, the car was driving quickly, Yao Yi found a nearby hospital, parked the car, and Wan Qianqian got out of the car by himself.[
Yao Yi saw that Wanqian was walking too slowly, so he picked him up again. Wanqian was on Yao Yi's body, his body was in a stiff state. He raised his eyes and looked at Yao Yi's handsome face, with long and thick eyelashes.
It's so gentle.
Her little heart was inexplicably slowed down half a beat, and her hands hooked Yao Yi's neck at some point. They seemed very ambiguous to outsiders now.
The doctor finished diagnosis of Wan Qianqian and concluded that the main reason why she felt so painful was because she drank in the early period of menstruation.