Chapter 832 It’s Just Menstrual Cramps

Mo Boyuan only got up and left after his son fell asleep again.

When I returned to the room, I climbed straight onto the bed. I thoughtfully put a cup on the sleeping woman and covered her tightly from her neck to her feet, so I finally felt at ease.

When I woke up from this sleep, it was already two full hours later and it was already bright.

Mo Boyuan opened his eyes, but he was not as angry as when he was woken up suddenly. He calmed down for a while, sat up and prepared to get out of bed.

But at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the woman who was still sleeping next to him. Her face was very bad, very pale, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and occasionally she would moan in pain.

He quickly reached out and touched the woman's forehead: she didn't have a fever, but she was very cold, and her forehead was almost covered with sweat.

"Xu Xu, what's wrong with you?" The voice was very anxious.

Jiang Tingxu was actually awake, and of course she heard the man's voice, but her eyes were still closed tightly, and she spoke with trembling lips:

"It hurts~"

Everything was fine yesterday, but just before I was woken up by my son's cry, my stomach started to hurt.

The pain wasn't very strong at first, and I didn't notice anything when I fell asleep.

But slowly, the pain became stronger and stronger, and my consciousness became blurred by the pain.

It wasn't until he heard the man's familiar voice that he regained some consciousness.

When Mo Boyuan heard his wife complaining about pain, he turned over and got out of bed:

"Where does it hurt? Let's go to the hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to put it on.

Jiang Tingxu gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm not going to the hospital."

TM is just dysmenorrhea.

How can a man understand so much?

Hearing his wife say she didn't want to go to the hospital, Mo Boyuan's face darkened, and he immediately grabbed her waist and held her in his arms:

"If you don't want to go, go!"

Jiang Tingxu didn't want to be sent to the hospital because of dysmenorrhea. You know, he was still a doctor. How embarrassing would it be then?

But the man now made it clear that he didn't understand, and Jiang Tingxu sighed inwardly:

"Mo Boyuan, you really don't need to go to the hospital. I'm just here, my aunt is having menstrual cramps."

Just when Jiang Tingxu finished speaking, Mo Boyuan sensitively touched a wet patch and sniffed at the tip of his nose. Sure enough, there was a smell of blood mixed in the air.

cough.

Only then did he put the person down:

"feeling bad?"

"Yeah." There was already a hint of crying in the voice.

Mo Boyuan still knows that his wife has dysmenorrhea:

"Didn't you get prescribed Chinese medicine for conditioning? Didn't you take any medicine?"

In fact, Jiang Tingxu didn't have dysmenorrhea before. It was mainly because she suffered a severe physical loss when she gave birth to her child a few years ago that she suffered from dysmenorrhea!

Mo's mother has found many famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors to treat her daughter-in-law, but they can only treat her daughter-in-law. She must take traditional Chinese medicine every month to achieve relief.

And once you don’t take medicine, you will have a severe attack!

"forget."

Have you really forgotten this time? So many things happened some time ago and the department is very busy. How can you still remember so much?

"Forgot?" Hearing his wife's answer, Mo Boyuan frowned and his eyes became sharp.

Jiang Tingxu was a little scared at this time:

"I did not do it on purpose."

Only people who suffer from dysmenorrhea can understand the pain of dysmenorrhea, and no one else can understand it.

That feeling makes me really want to hit a wall and die, the kind of person who will die early and be born early.

What else could Mo Boyuan say?

It's useless to talk about it at this time.

His big palm got into the woman's clothes and gently rubbed her belly:

"Forget it if you don't go to the hospital, let them come home."