"Ouch...it hurts me to death..." A cold sweat continued to flow down his pale face. Even the fingers pressing on the keys were in pain so much that he could no longer continue. Lin Zhiyin covered his stomach and almost fainted.

Passed by.【】

"Teacher Lin, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt?" Cheng Youran opened her eyes wide and frowned, her face full of concern. Looking at the painful look of this music teacher who was only a few years older than her, she

Still extremely worried.

"I...I have dysmenorrhea..." Lin Zhiyin felt a little embarrassed. Although this fourteen-year-old girl was already a girl and knew what the dysmenorrhea was about, she always said such things to her.

Feel embarrassed.

"Oh...that's it...scared me to death..." Cheng Youran felt relieved after understanding what was going on. Although every woman would have dysmenorrhea, her pain was so painful that she couldn't bear it. She should

It's very serious.

"It's okay, just wait a minute, I'll go get the Nuanbao to warm it up..." Lin Zhiyin wiped the sweat from her face and softened her movements. Looking at Cheng Youran's concerned look, she felt warm in her heart. Anyway,

This cute little girl has a really good heart.

"Teacher, you should be a doctor..." Cheng Youran nodded obediently, and she frowned again as she staggered a little while walking.

"I have a doctor, but he just prescribes a lot of medicine, which is bitter and ineffective..." Lin Zhiyin shook her head with a wry smile. Dysmenorrhea is not a disease, but it is really painful when it hurts. She has also been to the hospital, but to treat this

There is always no specific medicine for this disease. It is time-consuming and expensive, and it is not effective. What else can be done? Now when she needs money, the money she can save must be saved. She is a talented piano girl, but she can’t learn to play piano.

Music requires a lot of money, but her mother is a single mother. It is difficult to support her alone. She is working hard to make money so that she can go to the music school, and she is also doing everything possible to squeeze in time to work. How can she be willing to do so?

Spend all your money on going to the hospital just because of dysmenorrhea?

"But you have to, teacher, when you feel pain, you can't even play the piano. Then...how are you going to participate in the piano competition in three months' time?"

"Piano...competition?" Lin Zhiyin asked, yes, the Beethoven Piano Competition will be in three months. This is a good opportunity for her to gain experience and increase her popularity. If she can win this grand prize, she will have a higher chance.

Isn't it great that she can earn money by playing the famous piano and study piano abroad? She has better learning opportunities and reduces the burden on her mother. But she has had irregular menstruation in the past few months.

, she doesn’t know when her period will come, and she still suffers from menstrual cramps. If the same thing happens when she catches up with the competition... then she is really ruined?!

"Yes, you should go to those foreign experts and doctors..."

"I still don't want it..." Lin Zhiyin bit her lip, experts? She can't even afford the outpatient fees for domestic experts, let alone foreign experts and doctors. She can't even think about their medical fees.
Chapter completed!