Just as Ning Xiyue was lying on the kang and was about to concentrate her consciousness into the space to study, she heard Chen Yetu's painful groaning from the other side of the kang. The sound was so piercing to her ears that she had to stop studying and go look at the other person first.
Ning Xiyue sat up and asked with concern through the curtain: "Ye Chu, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Yechu curled up on the kang, holding her stomach with both hands. A weak voice came out intermittently: "I...I have my period...pain...menstruation. I'll go...get a cup of hot water."
As he spoke, he struggled to sit up and get off the kang to pour water.
"Hey, don't move. Just lie down here and I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water."
Seeing this, Ning Xiyue raised her voice and shouted to stop her, while she quickly got off the bed with a flashlight.
Chen Yechu lay on the edge of the kang, sweating profusely: "Thank you, my brown sugar is in the can on the table."
"Okay, lie down and don't catch a cold."
As a girl herself, she knows too well the pain of dysmenorrhea, which can be life-threatening.
Although she herself has never suffered from dysmenorrhea and cannot empathize with it, she has seen many classmates who have suffered from dysmenorrhea before.
One of my high school classmates and desk mate was the worst off. Every time she had her period, it was like she was going through a tribulation. She had no strength in her body, her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. She would faint in the middle of class and lose consciousness. No matter how we called her, she couldn't be woken up. She looked like someone who had lost half her life.
She would faint on the first day of her period every month. As her female classmate, she would be terrified every month and would pay close attention to her situation, fearing that she would not wake up.
Every time she had her period, she tortured herself and her deskmate at the same time. She would faint inadvertently. It was so scary that she had to take leave and go home to lie down for a few days to get through it safely.
Ning Xiyue felt uncomfortable when she heard about dysmenorrhea. She was also one of the indirect victims. When she suddenly heard that Chen Yechu had dysmenorrhea, all the things that happened in the past three years suddenly emerged in her mind. She was afraid that Chen Yechu's condition was as serious as that classmate.
After getting off the kang, Ning Xiyue quickly picked up the kettle and poured a cup of water. She found Chen Yechu's brown sugar, cut a piece and put it in the cup, stirring it until it melted before handing it over.
Opening the curtain of Chen Yechu, I could feel her pain more directly. Her lips, which used to be rosy, were no longer there, now only white. Her brows were furrowed, and the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat. Her face was full of pain, and her eyes were red and bloodshot, indicating that she was crying bitterly.
"Thank you, Xiyue."
Ning Xiyue went over to help her and asked her to sit down, then handed her the brown sugar water in her hand: "Drink the brown sugar water first, and then we'll talk."
Chen Yechu held the cup in one hand and took out two white pills with the other and swallowed them in one gulp.
Ning Xiyue took a look and saw that it was an ibuprofen painkiller, which was very effective in relieving pain during dysmenorrhea.
Chen Yechu took some painkillers and drank some brown sugar water. After a while, he visibly felt less uncomfortable than before, except for his stomach which still ached slightly. He covered it with one hand, but he still had the energy to talk to Ning Xiyue.
Chen Yechu exhaled a breath of foul air, with a smile on his face as if he had survived a disaster, "Finally I'm alive. Why is it so difficult to be a girl?"
"It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore." Ning Xiyue consoled him, then looked at Chen Yechu suspiciously and asked, "I haven't seen you have dysmenorrhea before, why are you suddenly having pain this time?"
Chen Yechu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and shook his head. "It hurts all the time. It's hereditary dysmenorrhea. It's just that my period only comes once every three months, so you haven't seen it. Every time it comes, it makes me feel like I'm going to tear my uterus out. It's so painful. I envy you so much for not having dysmenorrhea."
Ning Xiyue took the empty cup from her hand and put it away, saying comfortingly, "Actually, you'll feel a little bit on the first day, but it's not a big problem. I envy you for having your period once every three months, only four times a year. If you take good care of your body and don't have period cramps, you'll be perfect."
"It doesn't work. It's never been cured. I can only take painkillers to suppress it every time." Chen Yetu smiled bitterly.
In her previous life, she had tried many folk remedies but none of them worked. She also didn't know how to relieve the pain. Thinking of Ning Xiyue's medical skills, she asked casually, "Xiyue, do you have any Chinese medicine for conditioning the body? Give me some to try."
Ning Xiyue nodded and then shook her head: "Yes, there is, but I'm afraid it won't be very effective for your body."
She thought to herself that if a medicine that could cure dysmenorrhea could be developed, it would be a benefit to thousands of women. It would be even more perfect if the medicine could make people completely unaware that they are menstruating, and she herself would also benefit from it.
"It's okay, I'm used to it, I can give it a try."
Chen Yechu was very open-minded. The painkillers could save her life temporarily.
Ning Xiyue shook her head and looked at her seriously: "Wait for me to study and see if I can make some effective medicine. You can't take medicine casually. Taking too much can easily put a burden on your body."
"Okay, thank you Xiyue." Chen Yechu gave Ning Xiyue a grateful smile and covered her mouth: "Xiyue, if you can make medicine to treat dysmenorrhea, I will definitely ask you to trade, even if I have to give away everything I own in exchange."
"good."
Ning Xiyue agreed with a smile and returned to her bunk. When it came to making money, she was very enthusiastic, especially making money from Chen Yechu.
Chen Yechu makes money in the black market, and she makes money from Chen Yechu.
Thinking about it this way, the money that Chen Yechu exchanged for things on the black market went directly into Ning Xiyue's pocket. All the risks were borne by Chen Yechu, and she made the money without any risk.
What's going on? I'm a little excited.
Ning Xiyue quickly lay down and prepared to study with great interest: "It's getting late, I'm going to bed first, good night."
"Okay, good night."
As soon as the quilt was covered, Ning Xiyue closed her eyes and her consciousness entered the space, and she went straight to the study.
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