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Chapter 3 Your dysmenorrhea, I can cure it

Those are not what An Yuze hopes to see.

Only Su Lie did this, just like treating ordinary people, which made her feel the most comfortable.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes!" Su Lie nodded.

"That's good!" An Yuze let out a sigh and nodded.

If Su Lie really had any problems, she would feel guilty.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you yesterday!" An Yuze said apologetically.

"It's okay!" Su Lie said lightly.

"I don't know what you call me yet! I didn't find any documents on you yesterday. I don't know how to notify your family."

"My name is Su Lie! Family--"

Of course, it goes without saying that his wife Bai Qiaoqiao is a white lotus!

The family of the God of War Su Lie...

Since Su Lie recovered, he seemed to have never thought about his family. Now he thinks hard and immediately has a headache.

It seems like you are deliberately avoiding it in the depths of your memory.

"hiss--"

Su Lie reached out to cover his forehead, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"Don't worry!" An Yuze immediately comforted Su Lie.

However, there was a bit of worry in my eyes.

Amnesia?

If this is the case, it will be troublesome.

Su Lie took a few deep breaths and slowly recovered.

His memory is very broken, and now he is just remembering some of the situation.

There are more memories buried deep in it, and may slowly recall them over time.

Or maybe, I will never remember it.

Su Lie is very familiar with his situation.

An Yuze personally cooked and made a hearty breakfast.

Su Lie was sitting on the sofa, while An Yuze was busy in the kitchen.

At that moment, Su Lie felt extremely satisfied and had a kind of family warmth.

This is the most likely happiness for ordinary people to get.

However, it is extremely rare for Su Lie, and it is also what he longs for the most in the past decade on the battlefield.

After breakfast, An Yuze insisted on taking Su Lie to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Although Su Lie didn't feel that it was necessary, he could not resist An Yuze's kindness.

"Dear, sorry! I'm afraid I can't go with you. Today I lost blood and had a pot of blood... Hiss!"

Wang Peiyao covered her stomach and came out of the bedroom, with a pale face.

An Yuze was already used to talking wildly to this best friend.

"Then you have a good rest! If not, take some painkillers and call if you have something to do." He gave a concern.

Su Lie glanced at Wang Peiyao and habitually observed Wang Peiyao's face, eye status, breathing frequency, etc.

He is a doctor and studies traditional Chinese medicine. Looking, listening, asking and touching are basic skills.

But just as he was observing Wang Peiyao with great care, an interface suddenly flashed in his mind:

"The patient Wang Peiyao has severe dysmenorrhea and excessive bleeding, which is caused by incomplete uterine development. It can be treated with "The Eight Styles of Hua Tuo Massage".

"If not treated in time, it may lead to consequences: infertility."

What is this?

As soon as this thought flashed through Su Lie's mind, he felt the heart part was hot.

He seemed to be able to "see" that his heart was no longer a flesh-and-blood heart, but a five-colored stubborn stone.

The stubborn stone was also beating like a heart.

However, a series of information can emerge in the flow.

The interface in the mind is calculated through this five-colored stubborn stone heart.

Su Lie is not unfamiliar with this five-colored stubborn stone.
Chapter completed!
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