Qin Jin laughed heartily and then teased, "Are you referring to won having nstrual cramps during their periods?"
Shi Yu responded coldly with a hum and then said no more.
Qin Jin laughed for a while and then got serious, giving his advice, "Drink so ginger soup to dispel the cold, or brown sugar water. If that doesn’t work, take so painkillers."
"Hmm."
Just as Shi Yu was about to hang up the phone, he thought of sothing and said sternly, "Don’t tell anyone."
"Don’t worry, I definitely won’t ntion your sister-in-law’s nstrual pain," Qin Jin’s voice had a teasing tone to it.
"You know what I an."
"Understood, I will also keep the fact that you asked for advice on how to relieve nstrual pain a secret."
"You’d better keep your word."
"I, Qin Jin, am not good at many things, but I am loyal to my brothers."
After chatting with Qin Jin for a few more words, Shi Yu finally hung up the phone and drove to a nearby pharmacy to buy a box of painkillers.
Later, when buying the brown sugar, the salesperson asked him, "Sir, which type of brown sugar would you like?"
The man leaned casually against the shelf nearby, his hand in his pocket, and coldly spat out, "Any kind."
The salesperson glanced at his perfectly handso face, her heart thumping rapidly, and patiently explained, "We have three types of brown sugar here. One for postnatal won, one for pregnant won, and..."
When it ca to the last type, the clerk’s face reddened, a bit embarrassed as she said, "One for drinking during nstruation."
Shi Yu gave her a brief glance and spoke indifferently, "The last one."
"Alright, sir, please wait a mont."
After paying, the salesperson quickly packed up the things and handed them to him, "Sir, please take care."
Night, deepened.
Shen Cheng finally fell asleep, but woke up in pain in less than half an hour.
She lifted the blanket planning to get out of bed and pour a glass of water to drink.
As her leg stretched out, she heard a hoarse voice, "Don’t move around."
The voice was magnetic yet carried an undeniable authority.
Shen Cheng’s body stiffened, and she turned her head towards the source of the voice; Shi Yu was entering through the door, his expression sowhat gloomy, perhaps due to his mood.
He closed the room door, strode over, and without further discussion pushed her back to the bed, saying impatiently, "Still ssing around when you’re not feeling well."
All she wanted was to pour a glass of water; when had she been ssing around?
Shen Cheng was about to refute him when the door was knocked, forcing her to swallow her words back.
Next, the voice of a maid was heard, "Young master, the ginger soup has been prepared. Would you like it to be brought in?"
"Bring it in."
After hearing his instruction, the maid waited for about five seconds outside before opening the door and coming in.
After handing over the ginger soup, she carefully left the room.
The aroma of ginger soup instantly filled the air. The strong ginger sll made Shen Cheng repulsed, "This slls awful, what’s this?"
Shi Yu didn’t answer her question but instead said, "Get up and drink."
Shen Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Take it away, I won’t drink it."
Shi Yu’s face darkened, "You don’t have the right to say no, get up, drink it all."
Shen Cheng lay immobile, staring coldly at him, her expression displeased, "Have you ever considered how a woman feels when she’s experiencing nstrual pain?"
"Quit the nonsense, if you don’t get up and drink, I’ll feed you with my mouth."
"Have you no sha?... Mmm!"
Suddenly her mouth was sealed!
Then...
The ginger soup flowed from his mouth into hers.
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