Qi Shuning had already rolled up his wide sleeves and waited with his hands raised.

Yi Xiuli blushed and unbuckled her belt, and when she took off her dirty pants, her face was already red and purple.

She couldn't help laughing at herself, on the wedding night, she was not as embarrassed as she is today.

Although Qi Shuning had been standing on the side and waiting, her expression had always had a faint smile, without the slightest impatience.

Finally, after taking off her clothes, she lay down, put her legs together, looked at the little girl in front of her, and wailed in her heart.

Qi Shuning saw that Yi Xiuli was ready, and stepped forward directly, "I'll check it on you first, don't worry that it won't hurt very much, believe me." ”

Yi Xiuli simply closed her eyes, thinking to herself: whatever, whatever, just hurry up.

With Qi Shuning's movements, Yi Xiuli tensed, "Sister Yi, relax, relax." ”

It was probably a cup of tea, but Yi Xiuli felt like a long year, a girl checked her place, and even asked herself from time to time if it hurt, what it felt, it was harder than letting her die.

She could even smell the smell coming from beneath herself, and a strong embarrassment filled her heart.

"Okay, Sister Yi, you can get up."

In a word, like an amnesty, Yi Xiuli hurriedly got up and put it on, saw that Qi Shuning was still holding her hands, and hurriedly moved quickly to fetch water for her to absorb.

But Qi Shuning didn't have the slightest impatience or disgust throughout the whole process, and kept smiling and thanking her, as if she couldn't smell anything at all.

Yi Xiuli's eyes couldn't help but redden, and she stood aside with a hand towel, and said in a whisper: "Little Divine Doctor, I, I, you ......"

"Sister Yi, I've checked you, and your illness is indeed a bit serious."

Yi Xiuli, who was originally tearful, stiffened her expression, and then her face turned pale, but her voice was steady: "It's serious, right, I'll just say ......"

"It's really serious, and it may take some time to treat." Qi Shuning said while absorbing.

Yi Xiu Limeng raised her head, looked directly at Qi Shuning, and asked eagerly, "Little Divine Doctor, what did you say?" You just said ......"

Qi Shuning shook off the water on her hand, took the hand towel from Yi Xiuli's hand, and said with a smile: "It is indeed very serious, and it will take some time to treat." ”

"Treatment, treatment? Can some be treated? Yi Xiuli asked with wide eyes.

Qi Shuning nodded, "Of course you can, you can cure the disease, of course you can treat the disease!" ”

"I, I, I still have medicine?!"

"Of course, come, Sister Yi, I'll tell you in detail."

Saying that, Qi Shuning pulled Yi Xiuli to sit on the edge of the bed, one big and one small, like a mother and daughter, but Yi Xiuli didn't care about thinking about these or paying attention to these things, a heart full of waiting for Qi Shuning to say the next words.

"You've asked you before, how many kids have flowed. Because I smell blood, it's because I didn't treat it thoroughly when I had a miscarriage before, and you also have pelvic inflammatory disease, adnexitis, and moderate erosion of the cervix, which are all factors that can lead to this condition. ”

Yi Xiuli's head is already covered like paste, pelvic cavity? Annex? Cervical? What is this? What's that? I've seen so many doctors before, but no one has ever said a single word.

Qi Shuning sighed and asked, "Sister Yi, you, trust me?" ”