Gu Jiahui looked anxious and leaned over to check Sheng Tang's forehead.
Sheng Tang's face was deathly pale, and cold sweat was dripping down, it didn't look like a fever at all.
She looked at him speechlessly.
At this moment, he seemed a bit flustered, totally different from his usual self.
Sheng Tang forced a smile, "It's okay, boss, your cash cow won't die, it's just menstrual cramps."
Gu Jiahui: "..."
He was at a loss and sat by the bed asking her, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"The doctor will laugh at you to death," Sheng Tang said, "It's my first time too, I checked online and they say brown sugar water doesn't work, painkillers are the best."
"I'll go buy some!" he immediately said.
Sheng Tang nodded.
She curled up in pain, and in no time, Gu Jiahui was back upstairs.
He was panting heavily, and big beads of sweat were on his forehead.
Sheng Tang looked at him, took the medicine and water cup from his hand and asked, "Did you run over there?"
