Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 72 Hidden Disease
He Miao understood immediately after hearing this. It seemed that Miss Huang had some taboos, but she didn't know why.

She subconsciously asked: "Sister Zhiyi, why can't you eat spicy food?"

Unexpectedly, Huang Zhiqi looked shy and could not speak for a long time, but He Miao was confused.

Isn’t it just that you can’t eat spicy food? Why are you so silent?

Could it be that there is a hidden illness?

Seeing that her master's face was red and he was speechless, Bi'er couldn't help but persuade him.

"Miss, Miss He is not an outsider, and there is nothing I can't say about your health. In my opinion... you are embarrassed to say it. My slave, Miss He is smart and may be able to think of some solutions for you."

Huang Zhiyi nodded silently as permission.

Bi'er then told the truth clearly.

"Miss He doesn't know something. My young lady has always suffered from a stubborn disease. She... After coming to Guishui, Yue Xin was not punctual and often suffered from abdominal pain. She wanted to roll over when the pain started. There was also a lot of redness and swelling on her face. Herpes is very uncomfortable.

"It's not easy for us to tell all these things to the doctor. There is almost no cure. Because we have been taking some warm and tonic medicine all year round to try to treat it, but we don't know whether it is right or not. We take too much traditional Chinese medicine. In order to avoid the weakening of the medicine's effect, we will have trouble. Can’t eat anything spicy.”

Drinking traditional Chinese medicine without explaining the symptoms clearly is simply going astray. After He Miao heard the reason, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of sympathy for Huang Zhiyi in front of him.

At this time, the unspeakable words were revealed, and Huang Zhiyi boldly lifted the thin veil on her face.

"Sister Miao'er, it's exactly what Bi'er said, look at my face." As she spoke, big tears rolled down her deer-like eyes.

He Miao looked carefully and saw that Huang Zhiyi's fair and tender face was dotted with scattered red herpes, and some even had white spikes on their heads.

According to He Miao's experience, this is not just acne.

It may be due to menstrual disorders. Endocrine disorders will cause inflammation in the skin. Coupled with the young age, the skin's oil secretion is strong, which will naturally lead to redness, swelling and pustules.

Without these, Huang Zhiyi's appearance would have increased by at least 30%.

This is an extremely common perception in contemporary society, but in Dayan, it troubles many women.

Huang Zhiyi choked up: "That's why I haven't discussed marriage yet, for fear that I would be rejected by my husband's family if I get married."

He Miao was puzzled: "Then why don't you explain the situation clearly to the doctor?"

Bi'er quickly replied: "We don't have a female doctor in Dayan. How can we explain such a woman's privacy? Besides, once word gets out, there will be a lot of gossip in the market. I'm afraid the young lady's name will be damaged."

Because Huang Zhiyi was too shy to show her acne-prone face to others, she wore a veil all year round. It was also contaminated with a lot of bacteria. If she wore it for a long time, her skin would not be breathable, which would make her illnesses worse.

He Miao thought for a moment and then comforted her: "Sister Huang, try not to cover your face with a veil in the future. Not only is it forbidden to eat spicy food, the most important thing is to eat as little sweet food as possible."

One of the main causes of frequent acne is excessive sugar intake in the body. This reason must have been ignored by many people.

"Also, sister, it's best to see a doctor, so as not to delay the symptoms." Most of the doctors in the Dayan Dynasty were men, and they did not pay attention to the hidden diseases of women's menstruation. Coupled with the traditional conservative nature of women, it is often difficult to talk about problems such as irregular Gui water, abdominal pain, and abnormalities.

Physicians, looking, hearing, asking, and understanding are the principles of medicine.

The so-called "ugly" face full of pustules cannot be seen, and the patient's true symptoms and feelings cannot be asked. If things go on like this, both doctors and patients will look down on this disease.

Huang Zhiyi is indeed too traditional. It is also because she lost her mother at an early age and has no close female elders in the family to communicate with that she developed such a "closed" habit.

Sure enough, after hearing He Miao's suggestion, she shook her head like a rattle and resolutely refused to seek medical treatment.

"No, sister, I haven't left the government yet, so how can I tell others about this private woman's private matter? Only Bi'er and I know about it, not even my father...I have told it."

Since Huang Zhiyi refused to seek medical treatment, He Miao bravely suggested: "Well, I have some Chinese medicine books left by my elders at home. I will go back and study them to see if I can find any good relief. "

After this matter was made clear, Huang Zhiyi's mood improved a lot.

"Don't worry, it's the time of autumn when the air is crisp. After a while, the sun will go down, so why don't we go shopping."

The reason why He Miao suggested this was because he was worried that Huang Zhiyi was always confined at home and was not healthy. It was better to go outside for more walks to enhance the self-regulation ability of the body's functions.

However, Huang Zhiyi looked embarrassed again: "Recently, the letter has been inaccurate, and yesterday he came inexplicably, causing the moon-white dress to be stained with blood. Speaking of which, my uncle's family happened to come to get together, and I almost lost face in front of everyone."

Speaking of this, her calm mood became slightly agitated again. It seemed that Huang Zhiyi was so entangled with girls that she was helpless.

She is good at everything, but she is too restrained and unable to let go. And often little things give rise to intractable worries, which make people upset.

"Yes, Miss He." Bi'er added distressedly, "My young lady is really annoyed by the Guishui incident. In the first two days since she came here, she can't even sleep well at night."

Huang Zhiyi couldn't sleep well during her menstrual period, not only because of the pain, but also because every night, whether she was lying flat, on her side or half-lying, her clothes and bedding would be stained, which was simply unbearable.

This is normal. Seeing his friends like this, He Miao is also worried. It's a pity that the Great Yan Dynasty did not have "aunt's towel", let alone "super-sleeping pajamas".

If an ordinary woman could bear it, she would bear it, but Huang Zhiyi was used to being pampered and had many "problems", so she was quite serious about this.

He Miao paused and then thought again.

Why can't there be pajamas?

Although this dynasty does not have materials like polymers. She couldn't synthesize it just by relying on the knowledge in the book. However, it’s not impossible to imitate something similar!
She can make a Dayan version of sleeping pants. If the effect is good, maybe it can be promoted throughout the town. Not only can it make money, but it can also become a good way to improve the physiological problems of female compatriots.

Thinking of this, He Miao comforted Huang Zhiyi in a relaxed tone and said: "You don't have to worry too much about this. I have a way. I'll study it when I go back and I'll give it to you to try next time!"

Huang Zhiyi and Bi'er were both shocked.

How can He Miao, a girl, come up with such a thing?