Just as Taoer fiercely pinched Chen Dong's thigh and called for her sisters to show no mercy, Chen Dong grabbed Taoer's wrist, "Insomnia, frequent dreams, pain in the lower abdomen, especially after getting cold, the pain in the lower abdomen intensifies."
Taoer, whose wrist was grabbed by Chen Dong, was about to get angry when her expression suddenly changed from anger to surprise.
She had been struggling with insomnia, frequent dreams, and pain in her lower abdomen for a long time, had seen many doctors, but to no effect, they had been of no use, and in the dead of night, the pain in her abdomen would be unbearable.
"Wait a second... you all stop..."
"What did you just say?"
Chen Dong said again, "Your insomnia, frequent dreams, pain in the lower abdomen, it's been going on for months, hasn't it? Not only has it not improved, but it has also been getting worse."
"If it's not treated, it's going to cause serious problems."
