Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 373

Sylvia was embarrassed and struggled.

But Arthur's face was tense. He didn't allow her to resist at all.

With her weak constitution, she could only open her mouth obediently.

After drinking the ginger syrup, her body instantly warmed up a lot. Her stomach didn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

At this time, Lennard delivered the medicine package.

Arthur immediately took off the blanket on Sylvia, handed the medicine bag to her and said, "Put it on your stomach yourself."

"Thank you." Sylvia gained some strength in her hands and feet and put the warm medicine bag on her stomach. After a while, her stomach felt warm and she really didn't feel much pain anymore.

"Here, apply some more medicine." Arthur took off her blanket again, picked up the ointment and tried to remove her clothes to apply it on her, but Sylvia held her stomach tightly and said, "I can do it myself."

Arthur sneered lightly: "Do you have the strength yourself?"

"Yes." Sylvia grabbed it and covered her whole body with the quilt to avoid being seen by him. She fumbled a little on her own.

After a lot of work, the pale color on her face gradually faded, and a slight blush began to appear.

After finishing her busy work, Sylvia touched the hot wadding bag on her belly and asked in confusion. "Strange, how did you know that I have dysmenorrhea? And you knew it was cold coagulation and blood stasis type."

She has to say that these drugs are very suitable for her. It has obvious effects after using them.

Arthur was silent for a moment but said nothing.

How could he not know that Amihan suffered from dysmenorrhea, and it was of the cold coagulation and blood stasis type. Sylvia's symptoms were almost exactly the same as hers. He bought these medicine packs after checking many medical books. Later, when Sheryl had dysmenorrhea, he tried them on her, but they didn't seem to suit her.

Now that Sylvia is looking like this, it's just right for her to use. It's very good and suits her very well.

"She also has dysmenorrhea." He looked desperately into the darkness outside, murmuring with deep, unpredictable frustration and sadness.

"Are you sure you want to go? The dysmenorrhea will still hurt in the middle of the night, and on the first night, the dressing pack will have to be changed in the middle of the night." Arthur asked affirmatively.

"..." Sylvia was a little startled that he could explain the specific situation so clearly. Yes, she would be in even more pain in the middle of the night.

How much does this man care about Sheryl? In the past, when they were husband and wife, he never cared about her. At that time, she suffered from menstrual cramps all night long. She almost stayed up at night but he never knew about her pain. It was so painful then that she didn't even know she had dysmenorrhea.

She sniffed and lowered her head.

Arthur looked at the woman's pitiful appearance and sneered in his heart. This woman is really stubborn. She only knew she was afraid when she felt pain.

"Just stay here. I'll put the medicine bag next to you. I'll go to the study next door. Call me if you need anything." He laid her down on the bed. Perhaps he was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so he took the quilt and covered her with it. Then he walked out.

Sylvia lay on the bed, still feeling bad. After a while, she got up and prepared to sneak away quietly.

Unexpectedly, when she stood up and bent over to walk out, the door suddenly opened and Arthur walked in.