Zhao Xiaoyu was in so much pain that her face turned white, but she just squatted there without saying anything for a long time.

"Give me your hand. I want to see what's wrong with it. If it doesn't work, then let's go to the hospital!"

Zhao Xiaoyu endured the pain, and an unnatural shyness surfaced on her face as she said like a mosquito, "No, it's not poison, I had a pain attack …"

"Pain, dysmenorrhea …"

"F * ck, you're still eating so many spicy cold beer despite having dysmenorrhoea!" Ye Lee was startled, and then completely speechless. It was forbidden for women to be cold and spicy during puberty, but she actually dared to bring him here to eat barbecue and drink cold beer.

He squatted down and reached out his hand to touch Ye Xiaoyu's stomach.

"What are you doing!" Zhao Xiaoyu grabbed onto his hand.

"Since you're in so much pain, of course I'm going to give you a massage. Otherwise, how could I take advantage of you?" Ye Lee was a little speechless as he helplessly said.

"You're a doctor, rubbing your stomach is useless against girls who have dysmenorrhea. You hooligan, you want to take advantage of me!" Zhao Xiaoyu endured the pain and shouted angrily.

"Alright then, since that's the case, you can continue to suffer."

Ye Lee rubbed his nose. He had a solution, but if this girl didn't believe him, then he had no other choice.

Zhao Xiaoyu held onto her stomach, feeling as though there was a blade churning inside her stomach, the pain made her face turn pale white, cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

Seeing Ye Lee gloating at his misfortune made her even more depressed.

After a while, she dispiritedly said:

"Never mind, help me massage it."

"What? Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of you?" Ye Lee was happy.

"Take it." Zhao Xiaoyu glanced at him faintly, then said something that almost made Ye Lee spit blood: "I'll just treat it as having been bitten by a dog."

Ye Lee hated this to the core as his teeth itched. Why was this girl's mouth so venomous?

He reached out his hand and pressed it on Zhao Xiaoyu's flat lower abdomen. Even though there was a layer of cloth between them, the warm and soft touch of her skin made his heart flutter.

However, Ye Lee knew that this was not the time to take advantage of others. After familiarizing himself with the positions, he pressed his fingers on a few acupuncture points.

Zhao Xiaoyu's face was a little red at the moment. Although her lower abdomen was not the most private part, she was also a little sensitive. After being covered by Ye Lee's palm, she felt a little embarrassed.

Not long after, a warm current flowed from Ye Yun's palm all the way to her lower abdomen. The heat caused her entire abdomen to feel warm. Gradually, the pain stopped.

Zhao Xiaoyu lifted her head, the gaze she looked at Ye Lee with was filled with disbelief.

Ye Lee checked her pulse again, and said: "Recently, you haven't paid attention to your diet, nor do you abstain from spiciness.

"I'll give you a prescription and drink three doses. Don't eat spicy food for a week, you'll be fine."

Zhao Xiaoyu's face turned bitter, and said grievingly: "If you don't eat spicy food for a week, then I might as well suffer. I don't have many days left anyway."

"You!" Ye Lee was completely defeated by her strange logic, laughed bitterly: "Why are you so stubborn, even if you don't care about your own body, what do I do next time you come to rest?"

Zhao Xiaoyu pondered, then her eyes lit up: I got it! The next time I feel pain again, I'll just call you over to rub my stomach. I didn't expect you to be so useful! "

Ye Lee, "..."

"..."

At night, Ye Lee laid on his bed and stared at the pitch black ceiling in a daze.

There was no time to study during the day, and at night, Ye Lee began to mess with his strange system.

Host: Ye Lee

Age: 22

Occupation: Intern

Task: None

Skills: Specialized in Traditional Chinese Medicine (Intermediate Grade), Tendon Splitting Bone Hand (Lower Grade)

Prestige: 30

Remarks: Divine level secondary ring has been activated

When he focused his mind on the Muscle Meridian Reaching Hand skill, he suddenly heard a prompt:

[Detected upgradeable low-rank skill, Consumption 100 Fame Points, leveling the Tendon Splitting Bone Hand into a Small Grasp.]

[Intermediate Tier Skill can be upgraded, 100 Fame Points can upgrade the Specialist of Chinese Medicine to the hands of a Great Master of Chinese Medicine.]

Ye Lee was immediately overjoyed, could he even choose to level up on his own?

However, when he saw that his Reputation points were only 30, he felt depressed, "System, how did you get that?"

[10 Prestige Points will allow you to receive a System Answer, Confirm?]

"Yes sir!" Ye Lee clenched his teeth and confirmed it.

The reputation points on the virtual screen changed from 30 to 20.

[Reputation is the power of faith. When the amount of emotional energy a person has towards the host reaches a certain level, they will automatically receive a Reputation.]

Emotional energy?

Ye Lee thought for a while, then asked: "Then how do I comprehend techniques?"

[10 Prestige Points will allow you to receive a System Answer, Confirm?]

"Confirmed, confirmed!"

[Every seven days, you can trigger an opportunity to learn a skill, or you can draw a skill through the wheel.]

"Then what does emergency system mean?"

[10 Prestige Points will allow you to receive a System Answer, Confirm?]

"Confirm!"

[The Emergency Response System is one of the God Tier support functions of the Aura of Support. It automatically deducts reputation points when faced with an unexpected crisis. If reputation points are insufficient, the system will not be able to trigger it.]

"Then what other functions does the support halo have?"

This time, the rigid mechanical voice directly drowned out, and no matter how Ye Lee called for it, he could not reply.

Ye Lee suddenly realised, it was as if he was only able to communicate with it when he had Reputation points, and once the Reputation points were used up, it was as if it was dead, this was too snobbish!

"Uhm, do you have any lending capabilities? Let me borrow some reputation first, then I'll spend it. I'll pay you back in the future?"

"Hey, hey …"

"..."

The next day at work.

Ye Lee sat there, thinking and thinking, what exactly was emotional energy? To what extent would the reputation be accumulated?

Last time, he only earned ten Reputation by teaching Zhao Xiaoyu acupuncture, so did he need to find someone else to teach him?

"Ye, what are you thinking about? Come with me to check the room." Lee, who was also an intern, walked over.

The rounds are one of the main tasks of the intern doctors. In addition, by recording the course of illness, contact with patients, increase some clinical experience.

"Mm. Let's go." Ye Lee nodded, he carried a record book and went with Lee to look into a room.

The two of them walked into the ordinary ward of the infirmary. There were only a few people living in these rooms, and the work that Ye Lee and the others had to do was relatively simple. They only asked the patients about their feelings and occasionally recorded their body temperature.

However, during this process, a sixty-year-old grandpa who was lying on the middle bed couldn't help but complain, "Doctor, when did this happen? Why does my stomach feel uncomfortable? The more I drip the solution, the colder I feel and the more painful it feels."

This grandpa had stayed in the hospital because of his perennial stomach disease, so Lee was not surprised by this since a long time ago. He said calmly: "Endure it for now.

When the grandpa heard this, he also sighed, covering his stomach with his hands. His wrinkled face looked as if he couldn't bear the pain anymore.

Ye Lee could not bear it anymore, so he said: "Elder, are you feeling unwell? Why don't I take a look at your pulse?"

"Alright." The grandpa looked at him and stretched out his hand.