After coming out of the bathroom, Zhang Xiaofan saw Du Zhumei was still clutching her stomach, her complexion somewhat pale.
"Zhu Mei, is it always this painful for you when you have your period?"
Zhang Xiaofan asked.
"It has been like this for the past six months."
"So I usually rest at home when it comes."
"Sometimes the pain is so bad that I break out in a cold sweat and can't even stand."
"I've been to the hospital a few times and taken some medicine, but it didn't really help."
Du Zhumei said.
"You should have told me about this in the morning when you came to my place,"
Zhang Xiaofan said.
"At that time, I was thinking about the most important illness,"
Du Zhumei answered.
When people have more important illnesses to attend to, they tend to forget the minor ones.
"Sit down, I'll take a look for you."
Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Du Zhumei sat down.
And Zhang Xiaofan simply took her pulse.
However, it seemed like there were no apparent health issues.
