"So what kind of condition do you have? Appendicitis?"
Seeing Tang Rou hesitating and unwilling to speak, Lin Feng grew anxious. They were out here alone, and if anything happened to Tang Rou, he, as a man, would be overwhelmed with guilt.
"No..."
"Have you felt this pain before?"
"I have."
"Uh... if you've felt it before, then you should know what it is, right? You have to tell me the cause."
Lin Feng was somewhat speechless. When he used to cultivate his Inner Strength to the third level, his memory became incredibly sharp, and his medical talents fully emerged. Now, even though his Inner Strength had barely reached the second level, he was confident he could cure some ailments with his retained memories.
"I... I have dysmenorrhea..."
In the darkness, Tang Rou felt as if Lin Feng was looking at her. She lowered her head and spoke softly.
