Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"No……"

She thought she wouldn't come to her aunt, so she didn't even think about bringing it.

Jiang Beiyuan hummed, and then put Yannian up on the bed without saying a word.

"Sit here, I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy you aunt's towel."

"But blood will stain the bed."

"It's okay."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the bottom of his eyes was very soft. He raised his hand to touch her head, as if it was in his eyes, and he didn't care if she soiled the bed.

...

Three minutes later, the convenience store downstairs of the hotel.

The man in the khaki hooded jacket was straight and handsome. He walked straight to the shelf with sanitary napkins, took all the sanitary napkins of Hushubao and Sophie, and went to checkout. .

He remembered very clearly that Yannian only used these two brands on weekdays.

"Do you guys buy sanitary napkins for your girlfriend?" The sales aunt asked with a smile. After all, he was a handsome guy who was rare in a century.

"No," Jiang Beiyuan lowered his eyebrows, his voice was rare and gentle, "I am already a wife now."

"Oh, it's nice to be young!"

The aunt sighed with emotion and settled Jiang Beiyuan.

Back at the hotel, Yan Nian picked up a pack of sanitary napkins in the black plastic bag that Jiang Beiyuan had brought back.

"Thanks, it's hard to buy this for you, a big man."

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan pressed her thin lips, staring at her red eyes for a moment.

She cried.

Yannian took the sanitary napkin and went into the bathroom.

Sitting on the toilet, with his head down, he kept annoyed and frustrated, and his tears fell down without hesitation.

Outside Jiang Beiyuan leaned against the wall.

He folded his hands on the back of his head, quietly waiting for her to come out, a pair of dark eyes looking into the distance, the pupils are not focused, the eyes are distressed, and there is unnoticeable sadness.

Twenty minutes passed.

Yannian hasn't come out yet.

Jiang Beiyuan was a little anxious, and was about to break in to find out, the bathroom door opened from the inside, and his face was pale.

"What's wrong, are you uncomfortable?"

He beat her up again, put her on the bed, knelt down on one knee and stared at her.

Yan Nian hummed, cold sweat oozing from her forehead, "I don't know what's going on, my stomach hurts this time..."

It didn't hurt before.

After graduating from junior high school, she hadn't felt dysmenorrhea for a long time, and this time she had a lot of aunt.

"Does it hurt? Take you to the hospital?"

"No, don't go to the hospital."

Yannian sniffed, a sparkle of water in Xing's eyes.

"The doctor will definitely prescribe painkillers. Aunt Qiao said that I don't want me to take western medicine."

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say anything to call Qiao Zhen. Seeing that the person on the bed was sweating, his palms began to sweat.

The phone rang for a long time before connecting.

"Hello?! Who? Didn't you see me doing acupuncture?!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan pursed his lips, patiently, "Sorry to disturb you, I am Jiang Beiyuan, I am thinking about menstruation. What do you think of this dysmenorrhea?"

"Oh, dysmenorrhea is a good thing. She was completely unaware of the cold in her uterus before, but now it has been dredged out for her, indicating that the uterus is warm, so there is no need to make a fuss."

"She hurts."

Jiang Beiyuan said every word, his brows wrung tightly.

It seems to him that he doesn't care if her uterus is warm or not.

Qiao Zhen was speechless: "Oh, I'm getting a needle now, I'll talk about it later!"