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Friday.

Although they had a morning number, they still got up much later than usual for school. After washing up, it was already eight o'clock.

Song Qingwu obediently followed Shu Xiaoya down the elevator and sat in the back seat of the car.

Shu Xiaoya has had the car for six days and drives it every day. She is now quite familiar with it and has become a bit like a seasoned driver.

We arrived at the Chinese Medicine Hospital without any obstruction.

Song Qingwu felt helpless.

Reborn with a system, isn't this the protagonist, the proud daughter of heaven? Other people's systems are all cool and powerful, and all kinds of medical skills are at their fingertips. A decades-old Chinese doctor is not as good as the protagonist's keen eye. Experts who have been famous at home and abroad for decades have all been beaten by the protagonist.

But when you come to me, not only do you not have any medical skills, you become a patient yourself and have to go to see the doctor obediently.

The dog system can only provide various manual skills such as fighting, basketball, and playing musical instruments, and it is completely powerless in terms of intelligence.

Even if her academic performance is the best in the school now, it is due to her own ability and has nothing to do with the system.

You say this damn system is not good, but it can make people reborn six years ago and reborn as a girl. It was able to torture Song Qingwu to death last night.

It's a garbage system that is incompetent and is the number one pitfall for the host.

If Song Qingwu herself had not been good enough, she would have been killed by the system long ago.

It is said that Song Qingwu has a lot of tea in her heart. She still remembers her hatred for the system, but has long forgotten the benefits of the system.

If there was no system that came with a super rich system, giving her so many gifts so that she could spend money to win Shu Xiaoya, how could she have the chance to meet a goddess like Shu Xiaoya.

Maybe she is still trying to hook up with girls in a teasing manner, but she may not be able to hook up with anyone because she has no money. Even if she is very beautiful, it is not easy to find a lesbian girl.

All things are difficult at the beginning, but it is easier to start with money!

Shu Xiaoya made an appointment for Song Qingwu with a female doctor who was in her fifties.

Because both of them wore masks in the hospital, although the masks could not hide their beauty at all, they did not attract as much attention as usual. After all, there are many beauties wearing masks, and many girls with average looks can become beauties by wearing masks. The public does not pay too much attention to beauties wearing masks.

After taking a number and queuing up, when it was Song Qingwu's turn, the two of them entered the doctor's office together.

After entering the room, Shu Xiaoya closed the door.

The female doctor lowered her head and typed on the computer without looking up. She asked, "Is Song Qingwu here?"

Song Qingwu and Shu Xiaoya both took off their masks, and Song Qingwu said, "Here I am, doctor. Hello, I am Song Qingwu."

There is no disease that spreads worldwide yet, so many people wear masks while waiting in line at the hospital, but they take them off once they enter the outpatient department.

The doctor looked up and was a little shocked, just like everyone who saw this wonderful couple for the first time.

Because this pair of girls are so beautiful.

After a moment of hesitation, a smile appeared on the doctor's cold face. "Sit down. What's your question?"

Song Qingwu blushed and answered in a low voice, "Dysmenorrhea."

The doctor nodded, feeling a little sympathetic that such a beautiful girl would also suffer from dysmenorrhea.

Fortunately, Song Qingwu didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise she would definitely say, Auntie, the little fairy is also a girl, a mortal like her, and she will also have physical problems.

The female doctor asked, "Does it hurt every time or only occasionally? Is it constant or intermittent? Where is the pain?"

Song Qingwu answered one by one. Although she knew that she did not have dysmenorrhea, since she had made an appointment, she might as well check her body. If there were any hidden concerns, they could be checked out.

After asking the questions, the female doctor took her pulse.

It was Song Qingwu’s first time seeing a Chinese doctor. She felt it was magical. Can the disease really be diagnosed by taking the pulse?

The female doctor took the patient's pulse for a while and frowned.

When Shu Xiaoya saw the doctor frowning, she couldn't help but feel worried.

She didn't know that frowning while taking a patient's pulse is a common practice for doctors. Even if there is nothing wrong with the patient, they will frown out of habit.

Then, he changed hands and continued to take the pulse.

After taking my pulse, the doctor smiled and said, “You just said that it only hurt this time and it never hurt before.

Judging from your pulse, there really shouldn't be anything wrong with you, little girl."

Shu Xiaoya finally put her doubts to rest. Only Song Qingwu sighed inwardly that medical skills were indeed magical and she didn't have any problems.

Shu Xiaoya asked with a worried look on her face, "If there is nothing wrong, why does it hurt so much? Doctor, please take a good look."

The female doctor smiled and asked, "You are a little girl, you really care about your sister. The little girl has a deep sisterly love."

Since Shu Xiaoya accompanied Song Qingwu into the room, she has been more anxious than Song Qingwu herself. She has been listening to the doctor carefully. Her love and care are beyond words and anyone can see it.

Song Qingwu smiled and said, "Of course, my sister is the best sister in the world."

In Song Qingwu's school, in front of Song Qingwu's classmates and teachers, the two of them get along as cousins. As for their relationship in other environments, it is completely up to them, and they say whatever they want based on their mood.

Sometimes they say they are sisters, sometimes they say they are best friends.

The doctor smiled. Seeing such beautiful sisters, even a usually serious person could not help but feel kind. She continued, "I suggest you do an ultrasound, take an X-ray, or do an enhanced MRI for further examination."

Song Qingwu looked confused.

Am I not in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital?

It turns out that Chinese medicine practitioners also take pictures of patients?

Finally, I went to take the X-ray, waited for a few hours, and had lunch outside the hospital. I waited until the doctor came to work in the afternoon. After getting the X-ray, I handed it to the doctor. Luckily, the same female doctor was on duty in the afternoon. The female doctor obviously remembered this pair of sisters with stunning looks. She looked at Song Qingwu's X-ray and said, "No problem, the little girl is very healthy. The pain yesterday should be caused by some kind of stimulation. Go home and be careful not to get any stimulation again. Don't eat cold food. Also, try not to use the air conditioner. It's too hot. Don't set the air conditioner temperature too low. Remember to cover yourself with a blanket to avoid getting cold."

The doctor prescribed some medicine for Song Qingwu, all of which were blood-activating and collateral-unblocking medicines, and said, "If you are worried, go to the pharmacy downstairs to pay for the medicine. It doesn't matter if you don't take it, it's not a must-take medicine. If your menstrual flow is heavy, then don't take this medicine."

Shu Xiaoya thanked the doctor and they went downstairs.

Song Qingwu suggested not to buy them, as they were all Chinese patent medicines and looked frighteningly bitter, but Shu Xiaoya refused and finally bought them.

Seeing a doctor is such a time-consuming thing. It took me a whole day just for such a small matter.

Of course, if you really have dysmenorrhea, it is not a trivial matter, and it is normal to last for a day.

Fortunately, the result was good. Song Qingwu was fine and had no health problems at all.