After tossing about for most of the night, I finally fell asleep.

Song Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, his eyebrows were covered with a light layer of sadness.

He tucked her in gently, then lay down on the other side, thinking that he would take her to the hospital in the morning.

······In benevolent hospital.

Song Qingyun didn't come to work, but came to see Mr. Liu, an old Chinese doctor, with a heart.

Mr. Liu only comes here twice a week. He made an appointment in advance today, otherwise he would not be able to arrange the number at all.

I simply told Mr. Liu about the situation and reached out to him. He narrowed his eyes and felt the pulse.

"Gong Han, I'll prescribe some Chinese medicine to regulate it slowly." After feeling the pulse, the old man gave the answer.

"Yes, please." Song Qingyun is eager.

Last night, he didn't sleep all night to pay attention to Kexin. As long as she moved a little, he sat up from the bed.

Seeing her pain tossing and turning all night, he thought that he must cure her dysmenorrhea, otherwise he could not bear it.

At this time, when the old man said to prescribe some Chinese medicine for conditioning, he was naturally more eager, hoping that Kexin could drink the medicine quickly.

The two men took the prescription and came out of the old man's office, ready to go outside to take the medicine.

As a result, I met Han Luoluo as soon as I went out.

"Hey, Kexin, why are you here, what a coincidence?" Hanlolo said hello to the two of them with great enthusiasm.

Lin Kexin, who was in a low mood at first, was excited to see his good friend hanluoluo.

"Lolo, why are you here?"

"I don't feel well in my stomach. Come and have a look. I ran into you unexpectedly." Hallolo was lying with his eyes open.

Where is her stomach and intestines uncomfortable? She is not comfortable in her heart. She has seen all kinds of social software of Lin Kexin. She is envious. She came here once yesterday and asked about song Qingyun's work.

She was disappointed. Song Qingyun didn't come to the hospital at all.

Today, she is here again, thinking of taking another chance.

I went to the nurse station to inquire about it. I said that Dr. Song did come today, but he accompanied his wife to see traditional Chinese medicine. So she came here on purpose and made a close encounter.

"Is your stomach uncomfortable? Have you been to see a doctor? Have you got the medicine? " Lin Kexin grabs Han Luoluo's hand and asks with great concern.

Hanluoluo smirked and shook the medicine in his hand at her. He had already taken it

"What's the matter with you? Isn't it pregnant? " Hanluoluo looked like smiling, but actually asked with ulterior motives.

Lin Kexin was momentarily shy by her. She patted her arm gently. "No, nonsense."

"What's the matter with you?" Hanlow showed a concern for him.

"Nothing. It's just dysmenorrhea. I said it's nothing. He has to pull me to see traditional Chinese medicine." When Lin Kexin said this, he habitually looked at the people around him.

Two people four eyes opposite, eyes full of love.

This inadvertent move fell into the eyes of some people, and the sour water in the stomach began to flood again. It seemed that there was nothing wrong on the surface, but the heart had already hated Lin Kexin.

"Your husband is hurting you. You are still ungrateful. Dysmenorrhea is not a small problem. If you don't get it right, it will affect your pregnancy. You need to take good care of it... You need to"

hanluoluo's careless words. They give Lin Kexin a pimple.