"Pfft—"
Nie Xiaoxun spewed all the ginger tea in her mouth, almost spraying the entire bed.
Mu Anran looked at Gu Yichen's face, contorted with awkwardness, and barely suppressed her urge to burst into laughter as she sat properly at the head of the bed with a straight face.
The female doctor, while examining Nie Xiaoxun, said, "little girl, your boyfriend is really something, not even knowing about you getting menstrual pain during your period."
"Cough cough cough—" Nie Xiaoxun coughed violently, almost choking to death, "Cough, no, it's not like that, he's not..."
"Alright, alright," the female doctor interrupted her impatiently, "you girls just look at the face when you choose boyfriends. You seem almost recovered; you can leave after this bottle of glucose is finished."
No sooner had the female doctor left than Gu Yichen fled the scene in haste.