Actually, the mention of a psychologist wasn't too far-fetched, as the main reason for Xia Bing's menstrual pain was psychological in nature.
"Brother, he isn't just a psychologist; he's also a practitioner of archaic medicine. Let's not dwell on that now. Grandpa is about to go into surgery soon. What should we do?" Xia Bing said.
"What to do? What else can we do? You didn't see it just before, Grandpa suddenly went blind. He panicked, and although he had been objecting to the surgery, he immediately agreed once he couldn't see anything," Xia Feng said. "The surgery won't end well."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
No sooner had Xia Bing finished speaking than Xia Feng immediately spit several times, saying, "Don't talk nonsense. Is that not bad luck?"
Right then, they saw the red light above the operating room door come on, signaling the start of surgery!
In that moment, Xia Bing and Xia Feng's hearts leaped into their throats!
