Qi Ke disappeared on the spot and teleported to the door of the workshop again, but before she went to get something, she suddenly felt that something was not quite right on her body, and there was a sense of familiarity that she had not seen for a long time.

Not daring to delay, Qi Ke immediately teleported back to his bedroom, dragged out the box of sanitary products in the closet, and then ran to the bathroom.

Zhaolin, who was waiting for Qi Ke to come back, received the picture from the villa, and immediately understood after seeing the box on the floor of the bedroom, and sent a message to the deputy housekeeper to pick her up with an anti-gravity skateboard.

Qi Ke took a shower again, cleaned himself up, tightened his bathrobe and walked out, and saw that Zhaolin was already waiting in the house.

"How does it feel?"

"Okay." Qi Ke touched his lower abdomen, "It's okay to come, don't think about it, and when you come, you will be panicked." ”

"If it's not uncomfortable, go downstairs and get something to eat?"

"Hmm." As soon as Qi Ke agreed, before he could lift his legs, his lower abdomen suddenly tightened and a spasm and severe pain struck, and he knelt on the floor with a weak knee at that time, "Oh,! ”

Zhao Lin stepped forward and stretched out his hand, following the momentum of Qi Ke's smashing, and helped her sit firmly on the floor.

Qi Ke curled up on the floor, his arms tightly wrapped around his lower abdomen, relying on this curled posture to put pressure on his abdomen, and remained motionless, his forehead against his thighs, and his neck burst with green tendons.

The medical robot rushed up from downstairs, first measured Qi Ke's blood pressure, and then watched her blood pressure keep dropping. Cool Record Literature

The housekeeping robot then came up and dragged out another box from the lower level of the wardrobe under the command of Zhao Lin, which contained Qi Ke's warm supplies, rechargeable hand warmers, plugged electric cushions, disposable baby warmers, gloves and earmuffs.

There are two hand warmers, one new and one old, the old one is that the warmth time is shortened but not completely broken, plug in the power together, and then dismantle a warm baby and put it on Qi Ke's lower back.

The heat emitted by the warm baby warmed the back through the bathrobe, and Zhao Lin finally felt Qi Ke gasp, his tense body relaxed, and the green tendons on both sides of his neck were retracted, but his posture still did not change, and he had not completely eased up.

According to Qi Ke's existing posture, he massaged her back, from her shoulders and neck to her lower back, and gently pushed her one by one.

Qi Ke maintained his current posture for half an hour before finally relaxing again, pulling his arms out from under his stomach, the housekeeping robot immediately stuffed a charged hand warmer, and the medical robot handed over a glass of warm water and a piece of painkiller.

After taking the medicine, Qi Ke curled up and lay on his stomach again, waiting for the medicine to take effect, but other symptoms of menstrual discomfort still existed after the pain relief, such as weakness, dizziness and retching, back soreness, lower abdomen distention, curled up on his stomach was more comfortable than sitting upright.

Zhaolin didn't dare to move her, relying on her lying on her lap, except for massaging Qi Ke's back, she didn't say a word, so as not to make any sound irritate her.

Qi Ke took a nap in this unbelievably comfortable position, and when she opened her eyes, she ran to the bathroom, and when she came out, she leaned weakly against the wall next to the door.

"Want to eat something?" Zhaolin picked up the hand warmer that Qi Ke threw away earlier and handed it back, "You have to raise your blood sugar." ”

"Hot milk tea, two parts of sugar, no pearls, pure milk tea is fine." Qi Ke was so weak that he spoke like a cat's voice.

Soon, a cup of hot milk tea the size of a draft beer cup was delivered, and with the cup in his hand, Qi Ke held the hand warmer and pressed it on his stomach, biting the straw and drinking it one by one.