The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 251: Just Endure It

Qin Youxuan was talking, when he saw his big hand moved to her lower abdomen, the warm palm pressed against her through the thin pajamas.

Qin Youxuan was stunned.

"Will it be more comfortable this way?" Shan Hanjie lowered his head, and his thin lips were close to her ear, his low voice was calm, but distressed.

Qin Youxuan thought, her face must be so ugly that even the big devil was frightened.

"En." Qin Youxuan nodded, being warmed by his big palm, she really felt that it was more effective than a warm water bottle.

"Go to sleep."

Shan Hanjie tightened his arms and hugged her tightly.

Hearing the sound of even breathing coming from his ears, he closed his eyes lightly.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Qin Youxuan was awakened by an earth-shattering pain.

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark outside the window.

Shan Hanjie closed her eyes lightly, but still hugged her tightly.

Qin Youxuan turned her head and looked at him for a while, but still couldn't bear the abdominal pain, she gently removed his hand, wanting to get up and drink water.

As soon as he moved, he opened his black eyes.

The bottom of the pupils were clear, without the slightest appearance of just waking up.

"What's wrong?" Shan Hanjie touched her cheek with his big hand, the cold temperature made you frown, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine, but my stomach hurts, I'll get up and drink a glass of warm water..." Qin Youxuan clutched her stomach, barely able to speak.

There was no trace of blood on her delicate face, it was as pale as paper, as if all the blood in her body had been drained.

Shan Hanjie's eyes flickered, and he insisted on saying, "Go to the hospital."

He turned over and got out of bed, reaching for the coat on the hanger.

"Shan Hanjie, I'm really fine." Qin Youxuan hurriedly pressed his hand, swallowed, "I'm sick, it's just a stomachache for a while, and I can't die."

"It's like this every time?" Shan Hanjie frowned, and his pretty brows squeezed into Sichuan characters.

He only knew that a woman would be inconvenient for a few days every month, but he didn't know that it would be so uncomfortable.

Looking at her appearance, it seemed that she would lose too much blood at any time.

Unspeakably flustered.

"Well, the thermos is there, just pour me a glass of water." Qin Youxuan pointed in the direction of the table.

Seeing that Shan Hanjie didn't move and insisted on taking her to the hospital, he endured the pain and explained, "Have you ever heard a saying that dysmenorrhea is not a disease, but the pain is really terrible. It's not that I haven't been to the hospital, the hospital also opened I took a lot of messy medicines, and I would take two pills when I couldn't take it anymore, but I can't take it every time, just bear it."

"..."

Shan Hanjie's eyes froze, he glanced sideways at her stubborn little face, bent over and gently picked her up, put her on the bed, raised her up with pillows, and covered her with the quilt.

Only then turned around to pour water.

"You can't take too much western medicine. Have you tried traditional Chinese medicine or diet therapy?"

"Eh?" Qin Youxuan was taken aback, took the water glass in his hand, took a sip, and opened his mouth when he felt that the pain was not so bad, "I've tried everything, drinking brown sugar and ginger soup can barely make me feel better, but I don't like it." The smell of ginger."

So I would rather be in pain.

Qin Youxuan lowered her head with a guilty conscience, drinking water silently.

"I'll have someone make ginger soup for you." Shan Hanjie got up from the bed, turned around and was about to go out.

"Shan Hanjie, don't! Hiss..." Qin Youxuan was so excited that her face turned pale from the pain.

After a short pause, he rushed up to grab his hand, panting heavily, "You're crazy, it's midnight now, if you go out of my room and ask the servant to cook ginger soup for me, I guess I'm not To die of pain is to be forced to death by public opinion!"

(End of this chapter)