After all, aside from physiological pain, Jian Anning had just recovered from a high fever, needing an anti-inflammatory. And Yu Zexiao kept asking beside her, "What should I do! But she's in pain! Is there any way to relieve her pain?"
The nurse glanced at him, "Now you feel sorry, but what were you doing earlier? You need to take good care of such things! If you don't take care now while you're young, you'll regret it when you're older! Didn't you say you want your wife to get pregnant? How can you have a child if you keep treating her like this? This kind of thing requires gradual care, it's not like a cold or fever that gets better with some medication."
"I..." Yu Zexiao was left speechless by her reprimand. Indeed, if he hadn't taken her out late last night, causing her to catch a chill, it wouldn't have worsened so much today.
However, despite her scolding, the nurse still instructed, "Let her drink more hot water and keep warm; she'll feel more comfortable."