C145 Help Her Treat Her Aunt's Menstrual Pain!

Strangely, her forehead was covered in tiny beads of sweat. Di Yeming was startled and rushed to the bedside, cradling Chi Zaozao in his arms, his voice filled with urgency, "Zaozao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Stomach... my stomach..." Chi Zaozao kept moaning softly, the pain evident.

Di Yeming noticed her damp hair and was a bit annoyed. "Why didn't you dry your hair?" he asked