Chapter 91

The suffocation of these days seems to disappear at this moment.

Qin Yanchen closed his eyes and let himself sink into this rare harmony.

livelong night.

After being tired, Qiao Ansheng soon fell asleep under the warmth with some warmth.

But in the middle of the night, a familiar and deadly pain pulled her out of her sleep!

In order to verify his guess, Qiao Ansheng had to go to the bathroom to check the situation.

Sure enough, the great aunt came to visit!

After changing the dirty underwear, when Qiao Ansheng returned to the room, the whole person had pain and couldn't even straighten his waist. He had to cover his stomach with his hands, then bent his body and walked towards the bedside step by step.

According to the previous menstrual cycle, my aunt would not visit until a week later, but this time, she was suddenly ahead of schedule.

Back into the quilt, the original warmth is no longer enough.

Wave after wave of pain hit her like a mountain, making her unable to parry!

Qiao Ansheng, with a pale face, tried his best to bite the corners of his lips, so that he could barely control himself from moaning.

She thought that maybe she was running around tonight. She was cold and cold, so her menstrual period would be ahead of schedule and dysmenorrhea would be particularly severe.

In the past, she would prepare some brown sugar ginger tea to warm the palace in advance to alleviate the pain of menstruation, but this time, my aunt came too suddenly. She didn't prepare anything in advance, so she had to fight hard.

Qiao Ansheng didn't want to wake Qin Yanchen, so even if sometimes the whole person was about to spasm, he just didn't say a word!

Let the fine sweat cover her forehead.

But gradually, her consciousness began to blur, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Qin Yanchen, who slept very shallow, still sensed the abnormality, opened her eyes and woke up.

Turn on the bedside lamp completely. Qin Yanchen leaned over and looked at his side. Only then did he see Qiao Ansheng, who was full of sweat and curled up in a ball.

"What's going on?"

Reaching out to Qiao Ansheng's forehead, Qin Yanchen thought it was the woman who had a cold and fever that would shake so cold, but who knows, his tentacles are wet.

Qin Yanchen looked cold and immediately pulled over Qiao Ansheng's body and tightened his eyebrows: "Qiao Ansheng, Qiao Ansheng?"

He gently shook his eyes and couldn't stop his worry.

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

Qiao Ansheng's face is really ugly. Without much hesitation, Qin Yanchen got up to dress and prepare to take Qiao Ansheng to the hospital.

"No, no... it's no use. I'm just... Aunt. I just have a stomachache. It's okay."

When Qin Yanchen started to dress Qiao Ansheng, Qiao Ansheng shook his head to explain her situation with his only remaining strength and sober will.

The snow road is difficult, and it's the new year. There's really no need to go to the hospital against the wind and snow for this small problem, wasting valuable medical resources.

"I'll lie down, and I'll be fine..."

Qiao Ansheng refused to go to the hospital. In her case, she was afraid that if she went out and got cold, the pain would be worse than now.

Dysmenorrhea?

Qin Yanchen made a gesture, and his anxious heart was relieved at last.

When they were together, he knew that this woman had the old problem of dysmenorrhea!

At that time, he would cook her some ginger tea, brown sugar and water. As long as he drank these, the woman's dysmenorrhea would ease

Thinking of this, Qin Yanchen tucked in the quilt horn for the woman in bed again, and then turned downstairs to find ginger and brown sugar.

But he is not usually at home. Even if he is at home, he basically can't cook. He can't find ginger at all!

And there was no brown sugar, only white sugar.

No way, Qin Yanchen had to pour a cup of hot water upstairs, find a hot water bag from the utility room, fill it with hot water, and put it on Qiao Ansheng's stomach.

Feeling the warmth, Qiao Ansheng finally opened his eyes with difficulty, but his sight was still a little blurred and he couldn't concentrate on seeing the man standing in front of her bed.

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and buy brown sugar ginger tea and come back soon!"

Holding Qiao Ansheng's body and feeding him a few mouthfuls of hot water, Qin Yanchen took his coat and walked out.

Listening to the words poured into his ears and looking at the vague figure far away from him, Qiao Ansheng opened his mouth, but he was unable to stop it at all.

When she was looking for a hotel along the street, she didn't see many shops open. Now it's snowing outside. Where can I buy the brown sugar ginger tea she wants?

In a daze, Qiao Ansheng wants to reach out and take the mobile phone on the bedside table. He wants to call Qin Yanchen to come back. Don't make this trip in vain.

But her hand just moved away from her stomach. The sudden colic twisted her whole person into a ball. Not to mention raising her hand to hold the mobile phone, she even began to breathe weakly.

Apart from the almost uninterrupted pain in her abdomen, she had no energy to feel anything else.

With the passage of time, the snow outside the house has become more and more thick.

I don't know how long it's been

When Qiao Ansheng covered her stomach and thought she would faint because of excessive dysmenorrhea, she vaguely heard the sound of closing the door downstairs.

Qin Yanchen?

Is he back?

Qiao Ansheng wanted to look up, but she couldn't open her eyes completely. She could only narrow a gap to accept a little light and shadow.

With a sound of footsteps from far to near, the door was finally pushed open, and Qiao Ansheng immediately felt a cold feeling falling beside her.

"Qiao Ansheng, get up and drink this cup of ginger tea."

Qin Yanchen said and reached out to get the woman out of the bed.

The mouth of the cup was facing Qiao Ansheng's white lips. Slowly and patiently, he fed Qiao Ansheng the whole cup of brown sugar ginger tea.

The spicy and sweet taste slipped down from the throat, meandered all the way, and finally fell into the stomach, finally alleviating the pain.

After drinking, Qiao Ansheng curled back into the quilt and continued to resist the pain with a white face.

Although this cup of warm palace brown sugar ginger tea made her feel much more comfortable, it can only relieve her.

Most of the time, I still have to bite my teeth and boil

Get through the pain of the first night and get better later.

Inside, the heating has been turned to the highest.

Seeing that the pain on Qiao Ansheng's face seemed to fade, Qin Yanchen took off his coat and put it on the sofa in the room.

The shoulders of the pure black woolen coat are obviously wet.

In the middle of the night, he opened along the street for a long time. Only then did he find a 24-hour convenience store in a less prosperous commercial street and buy a packet of brown sugar ginger tea.

Because the store is located in the old urban area, the road is long, the sky is dark, the vision is very poor, and it is snowy, he should have opened slowly

But in order to hurry back, he skidded several times and almost fell into the roadside trees!