Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

When Wang rushed over, the pulse diagnosis was already over. In the room, her eldest son was supporting his daughter-in-law, whose waist was tightly bound, and walking back and forth. Hot water, hot towels, cotton cloths, and food were all available. There was a faint smell of blood in the room.

"Mother-in-law."

"Mother."

The maid offered Wang tea, but she waved her hand, "No need. What's this illness?"

At the same time, she was also looking at her daughter-in-law carefully. She was a woman who had a man and gave birth to a child. She was like a thin branch compared to her before. Now the branch was also thin, with two peaches hanging on it. It was obvious at a glance that they were very loving.

"Weak body. Poor blood circulation. Abdominal pain. An old problem."

It was the man who answered.

Wangshu, who was in pajamas, avoided the gazes and walked to the other side half sideways.

The buttocks now look like they are good for childbearing, with a nice curve, but the winding waist is really not easy to carry.

She still remembered how shocked she was when she heard that her son had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl. She had even imagined that her son would marry or take a concubine to have children through surrogacy. Now, as soon as she saw Ji Wangshu, she knew that the children were hers, and the changes in her body shape were caused by pregnancy. The children's appearance was partly like hers.

If you don't make a sound, you will be a surprise when you do.

"Soak your feet more often before bed." Wang stopped her wandering thoughts. She had experienced too much hardship during pregnancy. "Drink more ginseng and chicken soup on weekdays."

She also talked about some ways to keep warm in daily life, and Qin Xiuyuan wrote them down one by one. Seeing that Wangshu was sweating heavily and couldn't help but hold on to the table, Wang didn't stay any longer. As soon as she walked out, Wangshu couldn't help but lean over and hum. Qin Xiuyuan supported her from behind, and when the door was closed, he reached out his hands in front of her and used some force, with his abdomen pressed against the little woman's buttocks. The little brother who didn't follow his master's wishes and silently raised his head had inertia.

Qin Xiuyuan, who felt that he was worse than an animal, was sweating in his heart. His hands did not stop moving, and his legs immediately took a small step back.

Unexpectedly, the little woman leaned towards him slightly, whimpering uncomfortably, "I need you to focus."

Qin Xiuyuan: ...

This time, she could bear the pain more than usual. Qin Xiuyuan used a little more strength in his hands to knead and flatten her softness, stretching it. The little woman felt pain, pleasure and stimulation. Afraid that she would scream too much, he folded a soft cloth for her to bite, but obeyed her increasingly demanding orders, busying himself with his hands, feet and waist, sweating profusely...

The cotton handkerchiefs were changed quickly, each covered in dark, blood-stained patches. Each had a deep, round, sunken spot in the middle. Wangshu's face flushed red, and even with a thick skin, he couldn't face his ancestors...

But her body tortured her, and every battle against the pain always lacked a more substantial helper, the regret of losing just at the last moment! She pulled someone to prepare to break through the bottom line again.

"Shushu!" The man disagreed. He had already reached the limit.

Wang Shu tried to pull him closer, but he refused. He changed his mind, panting anxiously, "If you dislike me, go get it."

Of course he knows what to take and where it is. He always exists but it doesn't. How can you treat him as if he is not there?

"Shushu, bear with it." The man didn't want to take it, nor did he want to hear her nonsense about "fighting blood and blood." "You'll get sick, Shushu."

The old doctor had said before that one of the taboos during menstruation is sexual intercourse, as it can easily cause diseases to enter the body.

"I'm so sick I'm dying!"

Unable to bear it, Wangshu howled, just wanting it, it was painful and itchy. The man's hands tried very hard, but it was still not enough. She tore off the cotton cloth and did it herself, "Xiuyuan, wuwu, it tortures me, please save me!"

Her stomach was cramping, and she pulled the man to fight poison with poison, while she bit the handkerchief consciously, as if she wanted to compete with the enemy that caused her pain. How could she have the strength to fight to the end? Seeing the man's veins bulging, she still controlled her strength. She trembled and threw a big bag at the useless man. The white-fleshed person rubbed her stomach and prepared to rummage through the wardrobe. Her purpose was obvious.

There's no point in despising him! The man, driven to his death by the pressure, pulled the man back to face him, gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes!

Wangshu was shaking and nearly ascending to the ninth heaven. He pulled his cloth handkerchief and could not speak clearly. He just kept repeating, "Come again..."

The lights were on that night until the rooster crowed.

In the morning, the woman, who had been mad for half the night, fell into a deep sleep. Qin Xiuyuan, with his five-finger mountain and faint dark circles under his eyes, went to the old doctor to check his pulse. After the old doctor finished, he gave him a thumbs-up, facing the sweet smell of the couple that could not be dispelled even with the windows wide open.

Qin Xiuyuan suppressed his blushing as he could smell the faint smell of blood and lover: Ahhhhhh... he was forced.

Looking at the old doctor's expression, my nervous worry suddenly disappeared and I felt relieved.

As the two men walked out the door, the old doctor was filled with emotion and suddenly recited a poem: "What is learned from books is always shallow. To truly understand, one must practice it personally."

"Ahem!" Qin Xiuyuan felt very guilty when he heard this. He had been "practicing" for a long time. The little woman was crazy, and he was also very crazy. He had been crazy for half a night in this situation.

As captivating as the madness on the eve of childbirth.

“…Shushu, is she okay?”

The old doctor saw his expression changing constantly, and he looked embarrassed and ashamed, which was completely different from the steady, brave, resourceful and aloof general in the barracks. He couldn't help but sigh, there really is always someone who can defeat someone else.

"...My pulse is much smoother, and my period is a little heavier, but it's nothing serious." He stroked his beard, feeling deeply that there's no end to improving medical skills. And now, he's learned another "natural remedy."

Qin Xiuyuan felt relieved, and listened to the doctor's earnest words: "The medicinal baths cannot be discontinued. General, you should find a way. Humans are the carriers of qi and blood. The priceless herbs you asked me to find will dissipate over time."

If medicine didn't work, then he could try massage therapy, seek nourishing foods, and take herbal baths. This was what Qin Xiuyuan asked the old doctor to focus on.

"I will talk to her nicely." Qin Xiuyuan clenched his fist and promised.

"Okay, convince her quickly. Women have a lot of taboos during menstruation, so just in case, don't do this again."

When Qin Xiuyuan was seeing someone off, he bent his head and waist deeply. Tang Bo, who was standing behind him, felt that his general was really respectful to his teacher. It was a pity that such a handsome general had a slap mark on his face. The lady was so cruel!

My wife is in poor health and always wants to beat people!

During breakfast, the two little kids stared at their daddy's face and asked affectionately, "Daddy, are you in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Mother is angry?"

"Yeah. It's fine again." She was angry and hit him, but he tried very hard and used a lot of strength to coax him, and now he is fine.

Wang:......

After dinner, Qin Xiuyuan returned to his room and ran into the woman who had just woken up, changed her cotton clothes and was about to lie down. His face blushed, but he still walked over. Xiaoqing ran away immediately.

Wangshu hummed softly and leaned against his chest, "Want to go out?"

Reaching out to cover her skin covered with red marks, the man asked her, "Does it hurt?" Last night, she kept instigating her by saying "Kill it hard, Xiuyuan, save me", and he went along with it and enjoyed it so much that he was thrown away and was very rude.

Of course it hurt. Unable to lose her memory, Wangshu had brought this upon herself. She was exhausted, her entire body aching, numb, and painful. Some parts of her body couldn't even be touched. She whispered softly, her waist limp, and she used a small hook: "Xiaoqing has seen people pick up multiple men in places like Yihongyuan that night... She just said I was exhausted."