Sun Yufeng was a woman with experience, after all. She had been too worried to think much of it before, but now that Lu Cheng had asked, she immediately understood Shen Nian's situation.
However, the teasing in Sun Yufeng's voice had been a little thick. It was already embarrassing enough for Lu Cheng to ask her about this, and now he had to endure being laughed at. It was a wonder he didn't just run off.
"Mom, stop laughing and just tell me."
"Alright, alright, Mom will stop laughing! Let me tell you, during that time of the month, a woman feels uncomfortable all over. In severe cases, her lower abdomen can hurt badly. She needs to drink more warm brown sugar water, keep her body warm—especially her waist and stomach—and not touch anything cold or raw. Other than that, there isn't much else to worry about."
"I understand. Thanks, Mom!"
Lu Cheng committed everything Sun Yufeng had just said to memory, then turned to leave.
"Son, do you need Mom to help?"
