"Mr. Tang, how old is your child?" Zhang Yang finally couldn't help but ask.
Tang Tiantian didn't hide anything and replied, "Just had their first birthday."
She also openly admitted, "Recently, I've been feeling a lot of pain in my breast. At first, I thought it was engorgement, but unexpectedly, after some time, not only did it not improve, but the pain became even more severe."
Although Tang Tiantian felt very shy while saying these things, by now she had come to accept Zhang Yang as a doctor.
Zhang Yang listened and began to carefully examine her, quickly noticing a clear sign of swelling on the side of the right breast.
Then, Zhang Yang gently pinched that area.
This time Zhang Yang's movements were very gentle, but even so, it still made Tang Tiantian cry out in pain, "It hurts, it hurts a lot."
Tang Tiantian's cry was so soft and numb, it made Zhang Yang's heart tremble.