Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Tong Sanlang looked at Qiao Xiaomai, wrapped up like a cocoon on the bed, feeling somewhat conflicted.

He was genuinely puzzled why Qiao Xiaomai could not withstand something as minor as menstruation.

Being a man, his knowledge about menstruation came from books. He knew it was painful, but Qiao Xiaomai was clearly not an ordinary person!

He had concluded over these days that if Qiao Xiaomai really wanted to stir things up, he wouldn’t be able to stop her.

How could someone like that not withstand menstruation?

Did he misjudge Qiao Xiaomai’s capability?

Secretly tutting, he banished these jumbled thoughts to the back of his mind, and asked, “Miss Qiao, do you need me to fetch Doctor Wu?”

“No need.” Qiao Xiaomai mumbled in response.

When she used to have her period, all she needed was to drink some hot water.

She never took any medication.

Moreover, with the tumultuous journey, her bottom layers of clothing had already been stained red. It was very uncomfortable sticking to her body.

Just as she was considering how to ask Tong Sanlang to leave so she could change her clothes and use a sanitary pad, Qiao Changshun walked in carrying a bowl of steaming soy milk.

Behind him was a worried-looking Qiao Dami.

“Xiaomai, are you okay?” Holding the bowl, Qiao Changshun looked concerned.

“I brought you some hot soy milk, have some.”

“I’m fine, you guys can leave now,” Qiao Xiaomai muttered.

In a household without a woman, there were three men standing at her bedside. She really wished she could hide under her blanket forever.

Damn!

“Fine, we’ll leave.” Tong Sanlang spoke. If they didn’t leave, Qiao Xiaomai was likely to stay hidden under the blanket.

As he turned to leave, he was about to bend down to pick up Qiao Dami.

Then his gaze landed on the patch of red on his clothes and he froze.

A bloodstain the size of a fingernail cap was smeared on his lower abdomen. He was wearing a moon-white short shirt today, the bloodstain was not big, but it was quite noticeable on the moon-white attire.

He stared at the bloodstained for a while before the aromatic scent that had been wafting at the tip of his nose flashback to his mind.

He didn’t know what the smell was, but it smelled really good and inexplicably elevated.

The Qiaos certainly couldn’t afford incense.

Could this scent be what they call the virginal scent?

At the thought of this possibility, an unnatural look flashed across Tong Sanlang’s handsome face.

The scent that was lingering at the tip of his nose had dissipated and, inexplicably, he felt a moment of emptiness.

“Sanlang, let’s go out. I’ll boil a pot of hot water.” Qiao Changshun put the soy milk on the table and started to walk out.

His voice pulled Tong Sanlang back from his daze. Tong Sanlang hurriedly composed his expression, responded with a stable hum, and followed him out of the room.

As soon as Tong Sanlang and the others left the room, Qiao Xiaomai abruptly jumped out of bed. She blindly pulled the curtains over, changed out of her clothes and put on clean ones, then padded herself with a sanitary napkin.

After she finished with everything, she picked up the bowl of soy milk on the table and began sipping it slowly.

The scalding soy milk entered her stomach, suppressing the excruciating pain.

However, her stomach was still hurting.

It wasn’t like her previous life where a cup of hot water could completely suppress the pain.

She rubbed her belly with her hand, her small face crumpled. Does she really need to call a doctor?

As Qiao Xiaomai was worrying in her room, Tong Sanlang, who had just left the hall, turned to Qiao Changshun and said, “Uncle Changshun, I think we should call Doctor Wu after all.”

He had severely underestimated Qiao Xiaomai’s ability. She couldn’t even bear with menstruation. Sigh, they’d better call a doctor to have a look..