My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

Lan Yinyin stammered, "How would a girl like me know about this? But you do look a little... a little too weak, senior."

"I think what Lu said makes sense. Why don't you try to improve in this direction?"

Although Lan Yinyin's words were tactful, it was clear that she agreed with Lu Renxin's opinion.

Lu Renxin added insult to injury: "Find an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor to recuperate; perhaps you can still be saved."

"Oh dear, I forgot, Senior Xu is a staunch skeptic of traditional Chinese medicine, so he definitely won't try to treat me."

Zhao Hao blushed: It's all over, my reputation is ruined.

Having been squeezed out by the two and attacked in the most vulnerable part of a man, Zhao Hao no longer had the mood to talk to Lan Yinyin or suppress and mock Lu Renxin.

He didn't want to stay there any longer, so he turned around and left without even saying goodbye.

Lan Yinyin watched his departing figure and couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha, finally made him run away."

She didn't like guys like Zhao Hao, who always found the right time to get close to her, thinking no one could hide his feelings.

He pretends to be deeply in love with me in public, but he's constantly having affairs with other women. Does he really think she's stupid and blind to have fallen for him?

It's because his advisor and her advisor had a good relationship, and it would be too awkward to really break off relations, so she kept enduring it.

Having shaken off the persistent simp, Lan Yinyin relaxed completely and asked curiously, "Really? Does he really have kidney deficiency? Did you really diagnose it by taking his pulse?"

Lu Renxin scratched his head sheepishly: "I was just telling the truth. The truth is always hard for people to accept. Only by facing problems head-on can he grow."

He also confessed frankly: "I usually can't diagnose many different pulse patterns, but his kidney deficiency was too obvious."

"That's amazing. Why don't you take my pulse too?" Lan Yinyin offered her hand.

"I can, but I'm not sure if I can say for sure." He didn't refuse, but he made the unpleasant point clear upfront.

His index, middle, and ring fingers rested on her slender, fair-skinned wrists, which were as smooth as jade.

"The pulse beats very smoothly and evenly, like round beads rolling quickly under the fingers; it's a slippery pulse."

The most distinctive feature of the slippery pulse is its smooth flow, like pearls rolling on a plate, with a very obvious undulating sensation, giving a feeling of abundant blood and qi flowing smoothly downwards.

Upon hearing the word "slippery pulse," those who frequently watch period dramas might immediately think of pregnancy. Ancient texts record that a slippery pulse in women after menopause often indicates pregnancy.

However, it is not only related to pregnancy, but also to phlegm and dampness, food stagnation, and internal heat, etc.

Based on Lan Yinyin's condition, tongue coating, and pulse, Lu Renxin finally concluded: "Your period may be approaching soon."

Lan Yinyin didn't believe it. Her periods were irregular; sometimes she would have them twice a month, and sometimes once every two or three months. She couldn't even calculate it accurately herself, so how could Lu Renxin tell just by touching her hand?

But because of her goodwill towards Lu Renxin, she didn't refute him directly, but smiled and said, "Maybe."

The two continued chatting, exchanging new ideas about making videos.

As she was talking, Lan Yinyin suddenly felt a bloating in her lower abdomen. She had a bad feeling: Oh no, could it be that my period has started? ...So you really meant it?

Her expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly said to Lu Renxin, "Excuse me, I'll be right back for a moment," before rushing to the restroom.

As expected, her relative arrived right on time. Lan Yinyin felt helpless; it was just such a coincidence that it came when she didn't want it to.

Her face drained of color, her forehead began to be covered with fine beads of sweat, and she pressed her hands tightly against her lower abdomen, her whole body trembling slightly from the sudden pain.

"It's here again." The most painful part of her period is menstrual cramps, which sometimes even make her faint.

At first, it felt like a heavy lead weight was slowly sinking inside her, making her restless. As time went on, the pain became more and more intense, as if two hands were churning and pulling inside her stomach.

Lan Yinyin gasped for breath, feeling like a fish left out on the shore to dry in the sun, struggling to survive but powerless to do so.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Yinyin forced herself to get up, tidied her appearance, and returned to the conference room.

Although she pretended to be nonchalant, Lu Renxin still noticed something was off from her abnormal complexion and lip color.

"Ouch." Lan Yinyin's legs went weak, her body swayed, and she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Lu Renxin reacted quickly and rushed forward to support her, putting his arm around her waist to help her steady herself, thus preventing her from embarrassing herself in public.

"Are you feeling unwell?" he asked softly. "Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

Lan Yinyin shook her head: "It's nothing, just a little menstrual cramp."

"You were absolutely right. I believe you now. I have to speak at the meeting this afternoon, so I can't go to the hospital."

She bit her lip tightly, signaling to Lu Renxin that she didn't need to go to the hospital; she could still hold on.

Seeing her behavior, Lu Renxin was anxious, but he couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had to obey.

He asked, "Since you don't want to go to the hospital and we don't have any medicine on hand, would you like me to give you a few acupuncture needles? Maybe that will relieve your discomfort."

"Acupuncture?" Lan Yinyin recalled Lu Renxin's famous video - Taishan First Aid.

She had seen the video and had considerable faith in his acupuncture skills, so she agreed, "Okay, go ahead and do it."

Lu Renxin took Lan Yinyin to an empty lounge and had her lie down on the sofa. He first used his fingertips to gently press on her lower abdomen and lumbosacral region to find the pain points.

Then, the acupuncture needles were taken out, and the needles were first gently twisted and inserted into the Guanyuan and Qihai acupoints on the lower abdomen. Then, the silver needles were precisely inserted into the Sanyinjiao, Xuehai and the seventeenth thoracic vertebra on her legs.

Several slender silver needles were placed on the acupoints, and Lu Renxin gently flicked the ends of the needles.

After a while, Lan Yinyin's pain, which had almost made her faint, lessened considerably. She stared in surprise, her eyes widening: "It really doesn't hurt that much anymore!"

She touched her stomach in disbelief, her voice filled with the joy of surviving a disaster: "It felt like a drill was churning inside me just now. It still hurts, but it's much better now."

Lu Renxin smiled gently: "Where there is no flow, there is pain. It's like a riverbed silted up. When the flow of qi and blood is obstructed, pain will naturally occur. The acupuncture just now was simply to clear the silted riverbed for you. Once the flow of qi and blood is smooth, the pain will naturally lessen."

After the tea break, Lu Renxin and Lan Yinyin exchanged contact information.

Lan Yinyin smiled and said goodbye to him, "Thank you so much for your help this time. I owe you a favor. If you ever need any help in the future, just come to me."