70s: Transmigrated as the Male Lead's Early Deceased Cannon Fodder Stepsister

Ning Xi unexpectedly died and transmigrated into a period novel she had read. She wasn't the female lead, nor a major supporting character; she was merely a minor cannon fodder described in les...

Chapter 146 Xiao Ning Suffers from Dysmenorrhea

Zhao Huaiyan put the pillow up for her to lean on and asked softly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Go back to your room and bring me the menstrual pads, spare clothes, and towels from my luggage bag." Since they were husband and wife, Ning Xi told him to do the work without any hesitation.

"Okay, I'll go back and get it right away." After rushing Ning Xi to the hospital, he had been guarding her and had not had time to go back to get her things.

"Don't tell Big Sister that I have a fever."

Ning Shuhan’s own affairs are bad enough.

Because trauma medicine takes effect slowly and does not work immediately, even though the doctor repeatedly assured her that she was recovering well, she always subconsciously felt that he was comforting her.

The main problem is that she was injured too badly. She was lucky to survive, so how could she dare to pray for a full recovery?

Ning Xi was more observant and could see the pessimism beneath her forced smile, but she couldn't tell her directly that she was 100% fine, so she could only comfort her with words.

Zhao Huaiyan understood, said "OK", looked at her seriously and said:

"If anything happens to you or you feel uncomfortable in the future, you must tell me, no matter what my condition is, okay?"

He knew that Ning Xi didn't want Ning Shuhan to worry, but if it were him, he would want to know her situation first.

Ning Xi nodded and replied, "You are my love, so naturally we will share the hard times and happiness together."

She just didn't want to add to Ning Shuhan's psychological burden.

Plans cannot keep up with changes. As soon as Zhao Huaiyan disappeared, Ning Xi felt something coming out from under her body. It instantly became sticky and her lower abdomen began to ache.

She endured the discomfort and got up, took toilet paper to the bathroom to temporarily use it as a cushion, and when she came back she sat directly on the chair instead of climbing onto the bed.

It saves you from getting the hospital sheets dirty.

These white sheets are hard to wash.

Fortunately, the hot water bottle that Zhao Huaiyan borrowed from the hospital was still warm. Ning Xi grabbed it and held it in her arms. The warm hot water bottle made her feel a little more comfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Huaiyan quickly came back with something. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Ning Xi curled up in a chair, groaning softly.

The nurse just came and made Ning Xi a cup of brown sugar water, but her condition didn't improve much.

Ning Xi frowned and said nothing.

This dysmenorrhea is not a disease, but it can be life-threatening when it hurts. Fortunately, the system said that the body will recover later. This time it is the result of multiple negative effects.

Otherwise, if this happens every time, it will be fatal.

In her previous life, she didn't feel any pain during menstruation, which made her roommates who suffered from dysmenorrhea very envious.

Zhao Huaiyan quickly put the things on the table and picked her up horizontally. He was instantly frightened by the black and red marks on the chair, so he ran out to find a doctor.

"Don't--" Ning Xi said with difficulty, but unfortunately he didn't hear it at all.

......

"You've been caught in the rain and are overly tired, and you've also been malnourished for a long time. Dysmenorrhea is normal, and the darker color of your menstrual blood is probably due to congestion. Don't worry. Do you need some painkillers?"

"Open." Zhao Huaiyan felt pain all over his body. How could it not hurt after losing so much blood?

Ning Xi also nodded. If there was a way to relieve the pain, she would definitely use it. She was about to faint from the pain. If her mind wasn't still clear, she would probably roll on the ground in pain...

The doctor quickly wrote down the prescription and said, "Remember, you can only take one pill a day. I'll also prescribe some menstrual pads and toilet paper for you. Do you want any?"

Ning Xi: Can the hospital still offer this?

The doctor saw her confusion and explained, "This is for women who have just given birth. The menstrual belts in the hospital are larger than those in the supply and marketing cooperative, and the production standards are also higher."

Pregnant women will discharge lochia after giving birth. The menstrual belts provided by the hospital are sterilized and better than the ones they prepared.

She had just heard that the patient had a heavy menstrual flow, so she took the initiative to bring it up.

On the one hand, it is also for Captain Ning's sake, otherwise this is prepared for the mother and will generally not be provided to others.

"Doctor, how do you use this? Can you prescribe more?" Before Ning Xi could say anything, Zhao Huaiyan started to answer.

The doctor pushed his thick glasses, glanced at Ning Xi, and asked if she knew how to use it. After receiving a positive answer, he continued:

"I'll prescribe you a maximum of five. After use, replace the interlayer of toilet paper, rinse thoroughly with cold water, and then sterilize with hot water. It's best to dry them in the sun, not in the shade."

Zhao Huaiyan nodded seriously: "I remember it. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

The doctor laughed at the question: "Other gay men are very shy about talking about menstruation, but you are so different that you keep asking about it."

She continued writing, saying, "Your attitude is very good. Menstruation is a normal physiological phenomenon for women. There's no need to avoid it. You're Comrade Ning's lover, so you should take good care of her during this period."

After she finished writing, she handed the two lists to Zhao Huaiyan: "Take the top one to get the medicine, and the bottom one is the doctor's instructions."

Zhao Huaiyan carried Ning Xi back to the ward, put clothes on the bed and put her on it, put the hot water bottle in her arms, and then took the prescription to get the medicine.

"Ningning, do you have the strength? How about I change your clothes? Don't worry, I can do it with my eyes closed."

Zhao Huaiyan also took a basin to fetch hot water, boiled a towel for her to wash, and put away her menstrual belt and clothes.

Ning Xi: “…”

It's not that far yet~

She called the person out and got up to change her clothes.

But this action also made her more tired, and her face turned pale...

So why does dysmenorrhea exist in the world?

As soon as Zhao Huaiyan came in, he smelled a strong smell of blood. Seeing Ning Xi twisting and turning on the bed, he wished his menstruation could be diverted so that he could suffer this pain.

Obviously this is not possible.

He scrubbed the soiled chair clean, poured out the dirty water, washed all the dirty clothes and towels, and boiled them in boiling water before hanging them up.

He refilled Ning Xi's hot water bag with hot water, and then went to buy ginger to make brown sugar ginger water according to the doctor's instructions.

Zhao Huaiyan came to the family compound as instructed.

The compound here is like an independent small city, with living areas, canteens, schools, savings banks, and hospitals. And you need to draw lots to buy things just like outside.

But he had a receipt from the hospital, so he could buy it directly without a ticket.

"Are you a family member of Comrade Ning Xi?"

He had just arrived at the place where things were sold in the family compound when someone recognized him.

"Yes." Zhao Huaiyan was still busy buying things and was in a hurry to go back to take care of Ning Xi, so he replied perfunctorily.

The woman asked, "Where are you going?"

"Buy something."

The older sister who was talking to him slapped her thigh and said, "Don't you see what time it is? You can't buy anything yet!"

Zhao Huaiyan finally reacted and looked at his watch. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

No wonder I didn’t meet many people along the way.

"What do you want to buy? Tell me and I'll think of a way for you." The elder sister asked enthusiastically.