It didn't take long for Tan Zhenghong to finish sewing, and after handing the cloth bundle to Qiao Duo'er, he consciously turned his back.
Qiao Duo'er's stomach hurt so much that she couldn't be bothered with the specifics, and she could only change into clean pants on the bed and then pad it with the cloth bundle. The touch of the cotton felt alright, but the thought that Tan Zhenghong had sewn it made her a little uncomfortable.
After changing her clothes, she lay in bed and curled up a little, which finally brought some relief.
This was a sign of malnutrition. Her menstruation only came once every two or three months, or even half a year, and each time it came, the pain was just unbearable.
So for her, not having her period was actually a relief.
Sigh, she really needed to take good care of this body.
"How can it not hurt so much?" Tan Zhenghong felt deeply concerned and wished he could bear the pain for her.
