CHAPTER 74: CHAPTER 74: PANIC, THE DOOR IS BROKEN

In the early days, the previous owner of the body had irregular periods due to poor development. She had been here for almost two months before her period came.

And it seemed that the previous owner might suffer greatly during her period.

In a flash, a warm flow surged out from below.

Sang Yu immediately rummaged through the drawers to see if there were any sanitary pads.

The pain in her stomach gradually set in, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.

She herself suffered from menstrual pain, but apparently, the previous owner’s body seemed even worse than hers.

Her complexion instantly turned pale, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead as she lay on the ground clutching her stomach.

She could not even stand up.

Curled up on the floor, the tearing pain in her stomach swept through her body.

There was a knock on the door from outside; it was Jiang Jingming.

But she didn’t have the strength to respond to Jiang Jingming.

"Sang Yu? Sang Yu?" Jiang Jingming’s voice was somewhat urgent.

He was about to go to sleep but suddenly heard the noise of rummaging, so he came out to check and found it was coming from Sang Yu’s room.

He went up and knocked on the door,

but no one opened it, nor did anyone respond when he called out.

Becoming worried, Jiang Jingming directly raised his leg and kicked the door open with force.

Seeing Sang Yu lying on the ground, Jiang Jingming’s pupils constricted, and he immediately ran towards her.

He helped Sang Yu up from the ground, looking at her pale face, and anxiously asked, "What’s wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Sang Yu was already in too much pain to speak.

Jiang Jingming observed her holding her stomach, then looked down and saw bloodstains on her pants.

His pupils contracted suddenly. He picked Sang Yu up and ran outside, got in the car, and sped toward the hospital.

Sang Yu lay in the back seat, clutching her stomach, and had already passed out.

Jiang Jingming glanced back at her from time to time, seeing her eyes tightly closed but her brows still furrowed, then pressed the accelerator even deeper.

Soon, the car arrived at the hospital.

"Doctor!" Jiang Jingming shouted, holding Sang Yu.

The hospital’s on-duty doctor saw the situation and immediately came forward, finding someone to bring a gurney.

"What happened?" the doctor asked.

Jiang Jingming kept his eyes on Sang Yu, "I don’t know, she suddenly ended up like this."

The doctor frowned and glanced between Sang Yu’s legs, understanding when he saw the bloodstains.

"It should be menstrual pain."

Jiang Jingming raised his head, "What is menstrual pain?" His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his eyes were stern.

"Who are you to her?" the doctor asked back.

"I’m her husband." Jiang Jingming furrowed his brows slightly.

The doctor said, "Since you are her husband, you don’t know that your wife would have her period?"

Jiang Jingming was puzzled but felt it wasn’t anything good.

"Your wife is having her period, and it’s likely menstrual pain, which is why she fainted. However, this indicates that her health isn’t very good," the doctor explained.

Hearing about the period, Jiang Jingming breathed a sigh of relief; his ears turned a bit red.

But hearing the latter part, his heart tightened along with it.

"Give her some painkillers first," the doctor instructed.

"Okay."

The nurse quickly administered some painkillers to Sang Yu, and the doctor also set up an IV for her.

After a while, her complexion was less ghastly and her furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

After finishing all this, the doctor said to Jiang Jingming, "Your wife’s menstrual pain is quite severe, likely due to a cold uterus."

"Is there any way to treat it?" Jiang Jingming asked.

The doctor said, "First, drink some traditional Chinese medicine to condition the body, but in the meantime, avoid cold water and cold foods during the period, and pay more attention to her health."

Jiang Jingming noted everything down.

"Doctor, will my wife still be in pain?"

Painful enough to faint, Jiang Jingming couldn’t believe how painful it must be; the thought of Sang Yu being in pain and unable to speak made his heart ache.

"That’s uncertain. Some people may be in pain for two to three days, but for others, it’s better after the first day. It depends on the individual," the doctor said.

"Isn’t there any way to alleviate it?" Jiang Jingming asked further.

Seeing Jiang Jingming’s concerned demeanor, the doctor thought he was better than most men.

Most men avoid such things.

Seeing this, he said, "In the meantime, you can rub your wife’s stomach often; it will help a lot."

Jiang Jingming nodded, "Okay, I understand. Thank you, doctor."

"You’re welcome."

After the doctor left, Jiang Jingming sat beside Sang Yu.

Looking at her pale face, he felt extremely heartbroken.

The next day

When Sang Yu woke up, she found herself in the hospital.

Her clothes had been changed, and she faintly felt something binding below.

She recalled last night, it seemed like Jiang Jingming broke in, and she fainted?

She didn’t expect the previous owner’s body to be so fragile.

Menstrual pain was really painful.

"You’re awake? How do you feel? Does your stomach still hurt?" Jiang Jingming came back holding a kettle and asked urgently when he saw Sang Yu was awake.

Sang Yu shook her head, "I’m fine now."

The pain wasn’t as severe as yesterday, just slightly uncomfortable; a little pain was nothing she couldn’t handle.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" Jiang Jingming asked.

"A little." Sang Yu touched her stomach.

Jiang Jingming said, "Then wait, I’ll get you something to eat."

"Here’s a cup of brown sugar water for you. Drink it slowly; it’s hot, so be careful when drinking."

Jiang Jingming meticulously instructed.

Looking at the steaming brown sugar water, Sang Yu felt a warmth in her heart, "Okay."

After Jiang Jingming left, Sang Yu slowly drank the brown sugar water, sip by sip.

It was sweet, and her heart felt the same way.

After breakfast, Sang Yu wanted to go home.

Jiang Jingming didn’t support it; he was worried she would end up like the night before again.

"I’m really fine now. Let’s go back, okay?" Sang Yu’s voice was soft and sweet, the tone lingering.

Unable to withstand Sang Yu’s pleas, after consulting the doctor, Jiang Jingming still took her back home.

After returning home, Jiang Jingming instructed, "Don’t cook for the next few days. Don’t touch cold water. If there’s anything that needs washing, let me handle it, okay?"

Sang Yu thought that Jiang Jingming now seemed like a nagging homemaker.

"You’re so nagging," Sang Yu teased.

Jiang Jingming tapped Sang Yu’s nose, "Be good."

Sang Yu shrugged, "Okay."

The entire day, Jiang Jingming stayed home with Sang Yu, fearing she might feel unwell.

Actually, she just had a slight stomachache; there really was no need for him to stay with her all the time.

Yet, this time, whatever was said couldn’t sway Jiang Jingming.

At bedtime, Sang Yu realized a serious issue.

The door to her room was broken; how would she sleep?

Even though it was at home, with only her and Jiang Jingming, a room without a door felt unsettling to sleep in.