"Zhisu!!" Dean Lv came out and saw Xia Zhisu, hurried over, and patted her back, "Is there anywhere else that feels uncomfortable? Your fever has already gone down!"
"Maybe it's just the medicine being too bitter, I'm fine," Xia Zhisu waved her hand.
As she straightened up, she felt nauseous in her stomach again.
"Bleh!" She bent over and threw up again, this time nothing but water came out.
"Quick! Come here, let me take your pulse!" Dean Lv pulled Xia Zhisu to sit down.
Xia Zhisu held her chest, feeling very uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable enough to wish she could vomit out her bile.
"Dean, I'm fine, right?" Xia Zhisu asked skeptically, seeing the seriousness on Dean Lv's face.
Before retiring, Dean Lv was the Chief of Traditional Chinese Medicine at a public hospital, skilled in many difficult and complex diseases, including...
"Zhisu, how long has it been since you had your 'thing'?" Dean Lv asked cautiously.
"Which 'thing'?"
"Your period! Menstruation!"
