At this moment, the private room was silent, and only the wailing sounds of Tian Sicong and Wang Dali were echoing.

Both Yang Shiqi and Shao Xiaoran were stunned.

They didn't expect that these people were so cruel! In order to take revenge on Jiang Yiran, they actually interrupted others' hands and feet to vent their anger!

Looking at Tian Sicong and Wang Dali, who were pale and trembling, and the girls in the private room felt a sense of coldness and rushed straight from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

After interrupting Tian Sicong and Wang Dali's hands and feet, Xiao Si and others looked at the four girls including Yang Shiqi and Shao Xiaoran, and a sinister look ejaculated in their eyes.

However, Xiao Si was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qi Hui.

"You tell Jiang Yiran that tomorrow morning, we will go to Linhai University to find him and make him ready to die."

He glanced at the audience again, his eyes on Tian Sicong and Wang Dali who were interrupted, and a sneer appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and left with the four people in the room...

Linhai University, faculty and staff dormitory.

Crunch.

Porsche parked at the door of the dormitory, Jiang Yiran got out of the car and quickly walked to the door of the dormitory where Su Meng was located upstairs.

Bangbangbang.

Bangbangbang.

Jiang Yiran knocked hard at the door a few times, but no one in the room came out to open the door.

He couldn't help but frown.

Su Meng won’t really have anything to do, right?

Jiang Yiran didn't want to waste time, so he held the door handle and exerted a little force.

Click.

The door lock was instantly twisted off, and Jiang Yiran pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

And when he walked into the door, he found a graceful figure lying on the bed.

At this time, the room was on, and the temperature was very high. The other party was wearing a suspender nightgown, and his fair shoulders were exposed, which was very attractive.

But at this time, Jiang Yiran was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty in front of him, because the figure was curled up at this moment, his face was pale like white paper, almost without blood. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

"Teacher Su, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yiran quickly walked to the bed, squatted down, and frowned.

At this time, Su Meng was exhausted from even the strength to raise her head.

"...It's okay...my old problem has happened..."

Jiang Yiran was stunned, "Teacher Su, have you ever had any illness before? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Su Meng shook her head, feeling weak: "No need...you boil some hot water for me...and then pour me a cup of brown sugar water..."

kindness?

What's going on? Is this my aunt here?

"Teacher Su, are you here for a relative?" Jiang Yiran didn't think much about it, and then he jumped out.

A hint of redness rose slightly on Su Meng's pale face: "You go and boil water... don't ask so much."

Jiang Yiran smiled. He had already guessed what was going on in Su Meng.

"Teacher Su, I'll take your pulse."

As he said that, without Su Meng's consent, he grabbed her right hand, put three fingers on her pulse.

Half a minute later, Jiang Yiran looked at her and smiled.

Sure enough, as he guessed, the reason why Su Meng was so painful was because she was having dysmenorrhea.

"Teacher Su, do you have dysmenorrhea every month?" Jiang Yiran looked at her, without going around in circles, and asked directly.

Su Meng's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"You...how did you know I have dysmenorrhea?"

Jiang Yiran smiled, "Did you forget that I am a student in the medical department? What's the difficulty? Teacher Su, if I didn't make a mistake, your dysmenorrhea will be very painful every two months. Every time it is serious, you don't even have the strength to stand up, as if you were tortured, and you were covered in cold sweat all over your body, right?"

Su Meng was stunned, looked at him and nodded.

By the way, although she is a grade teacher in the medical department, she is not a medical student, so she doesn't know much about medicine.

She was really surprised to hear Jiang Yiran say this.

Because he was right.

"Yes...yes...how do you know so carefully?"

Jiang Yiran looked at her, his eyes flashed, and his expression became a little serious: "Teacher Su, I still know something you don't know."

"What's the matter?" Su Meng looked at him blankly.

"Actually, I can tell you clearly that your dysmenorrhea is not just dysmenorrhea." Jiang Yiran said.

"What does it mean?" Su Meng looked at him inexplicably.

"I mean, your dysmenorrhea is just an appearance, or the cause of your dysmenorrhea will cause greater harm to your body, and even if this continues, you will not be able to have a child." Jiang Yiran looked at her and said seriously.

He really wasn't kidding.

Because, when he was taking Su Meng's pulse just now, he had already turned on the perspective and conducted a deep scan of her abdomen.

After the scan, he naturally discovered the cause of her dysmenorrhea - excessive flexion of the pelvis!

Simply put, it is because of congenital reasons that Su Meng's body has become prone to ordinary people during its development, resulting in vascular malformations and the blood cannot flow normally, which causes dysmenorrhea.

Therefore, if Su Meng's body is not treated, it will be really difficult for her to conceive a child in the future.

"You... are you saying true?" Su Meng looked at Jiang Yiran skeptically.

Jiang Yiran nodded, "Teacher Su, take a deep breath and press the three centimeters on the left side of the abdomen with your fingers. Will there be a pain like acupuncture?"

Su Meng did as he did, and then looked at Jiang Yiran: "Yes..."

"This means that your blood vessel malformation is affected. The most fundamental reason is that your pelvis is excessive forward bend. Do you understand?" Jiang Yiran said.

Su Meng was silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a whisper and cried.

Jiang Yiran didn't expect that she would have reacted, and she was immediately amazed and crying.

Su Meng was crying in an instant, and she was as charming as pear blossoms. She looked at Jiang Yiran with tears in her eyes, biting her cherry lips, and said sadly: "Jiang Yiran, can I really be a mother in the future?"

Jiang Yiran smiled bitterly.

"Under normal circumstances, that's how it is."

"Woo..." Su Meng cried again. She is only in her twenties now and is full of hope for the future. But being told that she cannot be a mother in the future, of course she will feel uncomfortable.

"Ahem... Teacher Su, don't cry." Jiang Yiran looked at her with a smile: "What I just said was that under normal circumstances, but, isn't I here? Don't you know that I am in the medical department and have a nickname called Gynecology Saint? As long as I am Jiang Yiran, there will be no gynecological disease that cannot be solved."

Su Meng wiped his beautiful red eyes and gave him a blank look: "They are all like this, you are still joking. Do you have any conscience?"

Jiang Yiran was a little embarrassed.

"Teacher Su, I really didn't joke with you. I can treat your problem. Wait, I will burn some hot water for you first and treat you later."

As he said that, he ran to the kitchen inside and started boiling water.

Su Meng lay on the bed skeptical, unable to tell what he was thinking.

Afterwards, Jiang Yiran boiled water, brought her a cup, let her drink it, and then said, "Teacher Su, you are lying down, I'm going to give you an injection."

In fact, for Jiang Yiran, her problems are indeed not a big problem. But if other doctors were asked to treat her, it would probably not be that simple.

At least, Su Meng has to bear ten times more pain than she is now, dozens of times more.

Jiang Yiran took out the silver needle box he carried with him, took out five silver needles, and pierced them on the acupoints on her abdomen.

Although he was separated by a thin nightgown, it did not affect his needles for Su Meng.

Then, Jiang Yiran slowly inputs the true qi in her body through the silver needle into Su Meng's body. The thick true qi slowly nourishes her blood vessels along the meridians...

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Yiran pulled out the silver needle and wiped Su Meng's sweat on her forehead.

Her face turned slightly red and her expression was relaxed, and she was completely gone from the pain she had before.

"How is it, are you getting better?"

"Yeah... it's much better." Su Meng blushed and looked at Jiang Yiran. It was not until just now that she realized that she was only wearing such a thin suspender nightgown.

It’s not her fault. When she was dysmenorrhea just now, it was so painful. She didn’t care about these details. She just wanted someone to pour her a cup of hot water to relieve the pain.

Jiang Yiran stood up and stretched: "Teacher Su, when I have time, I will treat you twice more, and your problems should be cured."

And the moment he stood up, the cell phone in his pocket fell to the ground with a snap.

Jiang Yiran picked up his phone and glanced at it, "Well? Why is my phone running out of power?"
To be continued...