Over there, Feng Linxue went to other places because of a medical exchange program. I was about to go to bed at night, but I received a call from my son. As soon as he connected, his son didn't say anything, and he just said: "Mom, what should I do if I faint during my period!"

Feng Lin Xue was stunned, what is the trouble? She immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

Moreover, my son is a big man, and I haven't seen any young women of school age around him for so many years. What does a woman's menstrual period do at night?

"Mom, don't ask, tell me, what if she faints in pain?"

Although Leng Yunting learned a few things from his mother, he was a layman after all, and he was even more confused about gynecology and had no idea. If he had rolled the sheets with Luo Qingxue a few days earlier, it is estimated that what he was worried about would be her miscarriage.

"See if her hands and feet are cold? "Although Feng Lin Xue is strange, he still educates his son.

"Mom! She's as cold as ice!" Leng Yunting touched her hand, anxious.

"Don't worry, you go boil some hot water and find some warm tonic for her to drink. Wear extra clothes and don't let her freeze. If there's a hot water bottle or something, get it for her. It is estimated that the period is frozen, so it is not tight. Also, if the menstrual period is very painful, even if you can't soak in water, cleaning is also essential. It is best to clean it up so that you don't get gynecological diseases. After a pause, he asked, "Tingting, who is this person。。。。。。。 ”

With a "snap ——", Leng Yunting hung up the phone neatly. Feng Linxue frowned, thinking of their son, who had not been so dedicated five years ago. And in his tone, he must be with the woman now.

However, their son has been five years, no matter how his father coerces and seduces, let alone marrying Lan Aiqing, even if he wants him to take a look at other women, who is he mixed with now?

Seeing that his son is so nervous, apart from that Luo Qingxue, who else would let his son be so dedicated?

Thinking of Leng Yunting's last guess, could it be that Luo Qingxue is really not dead?

The more Feng Lin Xue thought about it, the more wrong it became, and she called Leng Yunting again, but the phone was not answered.

Over there, Leng Yunting hung up the phone, listened to his mother's words, and immediately ran to boil water. The medicine he bought was also a blood invigorating and stasis dispel and warm medicinal materials, but he had to wait for the water to boil. There is really no such thing as a hot water bag at home, and it is too late to buy it at this moment. As for cleaning her。。。。。。。

Leng Yunting didn't care, when the water was boiled, he brought a basin of hot water, mixed the temperature, took another towel, wrung it out after it got wet, and planned to help her clean it up.

Slowly opened the futon and took off her pants, he had never done anything like this, and at first glance, he was a little embarrassed.

It's really miserable. The tender buds are red with blood, sticky and greasy, and look a little scary. He took a deep breath, didn't dare to look more, wiped it with a warm towel, and sure enough, he saw that the towel was covered with blood.

After washing the towel, wipe it again. Although Luo Qingxue fainted in pain, she gradually reacted to such a touch. When she opened her eyes slightly, she felt that her pants had been removed. Then, Leng Yunting turned his back to her, lowered his head, and looked somewhere over her-