"Ouch...it hurts to death..." A head of cold sweat continued to flow down her pale face, and even the fingers pressing on the keys were so painful that she couldn't go on anymore, Lin Zhiyin was clutching her stomach, almost fainting past. 【】

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

"I... I have dysmenorrhea..." Lin Zhiyin felt a little embarrassed. Although this 14-year-old girl is already a girl and knows what is going on with this dysmenorrhea, she always feels uncomfortable when she talks to her like this. embarrassing.

"Oh... that's it... I'm scared to death..." Cheng Youran understood what was going on, but he was relieved. Although every woman will have dysmenorrhea, her pain is unbearable. is very serious.

"It's okay, you wait for a while, I'll go get a warm pot..." Lin Zhiyin wiped the sweat off her face, and eased her movements. Seeing Cheng Youran's concern, her heart warmed up, no matter what, This cute little girl has a really good heart.

"Teacher, you should be a doctor..." Cheng Youran nodded obediently, and frowned when she saw that she was a little staggering when she walked.

"I have a doctor, but they just prescribed a bunch of medicines, which are bitter and ineffective..." Lin Zhiyin shook her head with a wry smile. Dysmenorrhea is not a disease, but the pain is really sad. She also went to the hospital, but the treatment There is always no specific medicine for this kind of disease, which is time-consuming and costly, and if it doesn’t work, what can we do?Now when she is in need of money, the money she can save should be saved. She is a talented piano girl, but learning music requires a lot of money, but her mother is a single mother, and it is difficult enough to support her growing up alone , in order for her to go to the conservatory, she is desperately earning money, and she is also trying her best to squeeze time to work, how can she be willing to spend all the money on hospital visits, just because of dysmenorrhea?

"But you have to, teacher, when you get hurt, you can't even play the piano, so...how can you participate in the piano competition in three months' time?"

"Piano...competition?" Lin Zhiyin moved. Yes, there are three months before the Beethoven Piano Competition. This is a good opportunity for her to gain experience and increase her popularity. If she can win this award, she will have even higher chances. If she earns money from the famous piano, she can also have the money to study piano abroad. She has better learning opportunities and reduces the burden on her mother. Isn't this great?But she has been having irregular menstruation for the past few months, and she doesn't know when she will have her period, and she still suffers from dysmenorrhea. If she is like this when she catches up with the competition... then she is really ruined? !

"Yeah, you should go to those foreign experts..."

"I still don't want it..." Lin Zhiyin bit her lip, expert?She can't even pay for the outpatient service of foreign experts, let alone foreign experts?She didn't even dare to think about their medical fees.

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