101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

He directly carried the woman who was huddled in her arms and endured the pain to her bedroom, and put it lightly on the bed. Chang Mian stood in front of the bed nervously, as if she didn't know how to relieve her pain.

The expression on Chang Mian's face was always tense, he looked at the woman rolling in pain on the bed in a panic, and saw her biting her lip and sobbing in a low voice, he frowned and was furious: "Doctor, what's wrong with you?" Still not coming?!"

Mama Li brought the brown sugar water carefully, and the slight heat rose up.

"Come on, Changshang, drink it while it's hot, it will make you feel better after drinking it."

Chang Chang lay on the bed and wanted to pick up the bowl by herself, but it was obvious that the bowl was too hot and she let out a low cry, making Chang Mian anxious and irritable.

He simply snatched the bowl from her hand, sat on the head of the bed and half-supported her against his body, handed the bowl of brown sugar water to her mouth, and said in a hasty tone, "Drink quickly."

"It's hot..."

"Shangshang, drink it while it's hot. It's not very hot. If it's colder, it won't work." Mother Li explained.

Changshang could only stiffen her hair, gulp down the brown sugar water, she couldn't drink half of it, and her stomach hurt badly, so she shook her head in disgust: "No more..."

Bitterness is sweet, but the taste is not satisfactory anyway.

"There's still half a bowl left, Shangshang, drink it all up, it can relieve the pain and warm the stomach." Mother Li sincerely treats Changshang as if her own girl hurts her.

Chang Mian frowned after hearing such words: "Drink more, don't be willful."

"But it's hard to drink."

"Close your eyes, swallow it, and you're done. I want you to drink!"

Chang Mian looked at Chang Mian with misty eyes, seeing his irresistible face, but she opened her mouth obediently, and gulped again, finally drank the remaining half bowl of brown sugar water, the whole body People hold their stomachs so uncomfortable that they want to cry.

"Is it better?"

Chang Chang shook his head: "It still hurts."

"Where's the doctor? Why hasn't the doctor come? You don't want to live anymore, do you?" Chang Mian didn't know whether it was heartache or anger when he heard such words, he just yelled violently towards the door of the room.

"Here, here, the doctor is here." Leng Heng pulled the panting family doctor and rushed over in a hurry.

Chang Mian finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Doctor Feng, treat her quickly, she is in unbearable pain, she is sweating, her face is pale, and she has no blood at all! Give her pain relief!"

The family doctor was so exhausted that he gasped heavily, and without taking a break, he put down the medicine box and asked about the cause.

Chang Mian stood aside, her pupils locked tightly, her lips pursed, her face sullen, her eyes fixed on the woman on the bed who seemed to be dying of pain, without a trace of superfluous expression.

quite a while.

After the examination by the family doctor, he turned back to Chang Mian under great pressure and said, "It's dysmenorrhea. I drank brown sugar water before, so there's nothing serious about it."

Chang Mian was furious after hearing this: "Will you treat her? Her face turned pale, she was sweating cold, her whole body was convulsed, her limbs were cold, and you couldn't see it? These are all no serious problems. Shall I give you a shot? It doesn't matter if you don't die?"

Simply a quack!

Dr. Feng knew Chang Mian's temper. He had been a family doctor for Chang Zhai for three years, but he didn't dare to touch bad luck at this moment. He tried his best to wait for Chang Mian's temper to subside before explaining: "Master Chang, there is no medicine for dysmenorrhea that works immediately. No, I'll give her an injection to relieve the pain first, and wait for a while."