The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

These were originally Wu Xue's words to mock Xia Qiuran, but she didn't expect Xia Qiuran to retort with sarcasm.

Wu Xue blushed. If she continued, she would only humiliate herself. The fact that Xia Qiuran's brother was a cripple might only make people curious about the reason and feel more sorry for Xia Qiuran, this country girl.

But she even needs to ask her husband for permission to eat a skewer of ice cream. If this continues, it will probably become the topic of conversation among her hospital colleagues for the next month.

Helpless, Wu Xue could only swallow this bitter pill and return to her workstation dejectedly.

After getting off work, Xia Qiuran arrived at the Yan family's house on time with Head Nurse Li.

Upon entering, they discovered that this was the home of Yan Jun, Lu Zhenghan's friend.

"Dr. Xia? What brings you here today?"

When Yan Jun saw that it was Xia Qiuran, he quickly went to greet her.

Xia Qiuran replied, "Comrade Yan, Dr. Wang has something to attend to at home today, so I'm here to fill in for her."

"Oh, you two know each other! That's great!"

The head nurse led the person into the room, intending to explain things properly, but since everyone knew them, it saved her a lot of trouble.

"Dr. Xia, Xiaojun, you two keep an eye on things for now. I'll head back now. Oh, and don't forget to pay Dr. Xia for this consultation. It's not easy for a woman like you to be out here all alone."

Head Nurse Li turned around and explained, "They may know each other, but Xia Qiuran was brought by her. We still need to make things clear. If it weren't for the lack of money, who would come here to get off work overtime instead of taking a break after work?"

"Don't worry, Sister Li."

After Yan Jun finished answering, he took Xia Qiuran to his sick mother.

Seeing Yan Jun's mother's pale face, Xia Qiuran quickly asked.

"Comrade Yan, how long has your mother been like this?"

"It's been a month. I went to the hospital before, and they said it was gastroenteritis. They told me to get anti-inflammatory injections and supplement my diet. I should recover after a while," Yan Jun answered truthfully.

"How long have you been receiving these anti-inflammatory injections?" Xia Qiuran asked again.

Yan Jun: "Today is the eighth day. My mother was originally hospitalized, but she couldn't eat or sleep well and was also suffering from internal heat, so we brought her home and asked a doctor to come to our home every day to give her injections."

"Anti-inflammatory drugs are antibiotics. If you don't find the cause of the disease, and keep using these anti-inflammatory drugs, you're only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. Your body will only get worse with each dose."

Xia Qiuran looked at the various medicines piled up by the bedside and couldn't help but remind her.

At that time, medicine was not as advanced, so people did not have a clear understanding of anti-inflammatory drugs. They just thought that if a drug could cure a disease, it must be a good drug. Little did they know that drugs that could make a disease recover quickly all had certain side effects.

Hearing Xia Qiuran say this, Yan Jun couldn't help but start to worry and quickly said something.

"My mother's illness was cured after three days of medication, so we stopped the medication. But she relapsed after only two days, so this time we decided to give her more medication."

Xia Qiuran squatted down and asked Yan Jun's mother, "Auntie, how are you feeling now?"

Yan Jun's mother kept clutching her stomach, looking pained. "I feel nauseous, my stomach is bloated, and I keep needing to go to the toilet."

Xia Qiuran noticed that Yan Jun's mother's cheeks were flushed again, and touched her forehead. "You still have a fever."

"Yes, the doctor said my mother had inflammation and that fever was normal."

"It's normal to have inflammation for a day or two, but if it's dragged on for so long and you still have a fever, then it's definitely not normal."

Xia Qiuran quickly placed her fingers on Yan Jun's mother's wrist to take her pulse.

"Auntie, I've noticed you've been clutching your stomach. Does it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn't hurt that much, it's just uncomfortable, very uncomfortable."

Xia Qiuran placed her hand on Yan Jun's mother's pulse, her expression growing increasingly grave. She realized that although Yan Jun's mother had digestive issues, it wasn't serious enough to warrant an injection.

Moreover, the area she was covering with her hand was not the location of her stomach and intestines.

Is it...

"Comrade Yan, would it be convenient for us to go outside and have a few words?" Xia Qiuran stood up and said.

Upon hearing this, Yan Junjun immediately led Xia Qiuran into the living room and closed the door.

"What? Pelvic inflammatory disease?" After a brief conversation, Yan Jun looked incredulous.

His mother is over fifty years old, how could she get this kind of disease?

Moreover, I've heard that this kind of disease only gets to women with questionable morals, but his mother is a respectable woman who rarely even leaves the house.

"Dr. Xia, are you sure you haven't made a mistake this time?"

"Comrade Yan, this disease isn't only for young people, and having it doesn't necessarily mean anything, as there are many possible causes. It's a gynecological condition, and I was afraid my aunt would feel embarrassed, so I asked you to come out and talk to her."

"I suggest you take your aunt to the hospital for a thorough examination immediately."

People were relatively conservative during this period, and Xia Qiuran quickly explained, fearing that Yan Jun might misunderstand.

"I understand, thank you, Dr. Xia."

Yan Jun didn't hesitate much and quickly helped his mother into the car to go to the hospital. No matter what illness she had, she was still his mother, and he would not abandon her. Xia Qiuran, as the visiting doctor who came to the Yan family for treatment, naturally had to go along as well.

Upon arriving at the hospital, I underwent a thorough examination, including blood and urine tests, and was finally diagnosed with pelvic inflammatory disease.

Yan Jun quickly completed the hospital admission procedures for his mother. At this time, Wu Xiaona, along with her son and Yan Jun's father, also rushed to the hospital.

When Yan Jun's father heard about pelvic inflammatory disease, his face immediately turned cold.

During this period, everyone was very conservative. Getting this disease was no different from getting a sexually transmitted disease in later generations; it was a disease that one dared not talk about.

"You, how old are you? How can you be so shameless? Go home right now."

As soon as Yan Jun's father entered the ward, he pointed at Yan Jun's mother with a cold face, as if Yan Jun's mother had been caught doing something to offend him.

Yan Jun's mother cried as she spoke, "My God, I stay at home every day and haven't done anything. Who knew I would get this disease?"

"Dad, Mom's already like this, please don't say anything to her." Yan Jun couldn't help but say something to his father when he saw his mother being scolded.

"I haven't even said anything to you yet. Why did you come to this hospital for this kind of illness, and make such a big fuss? Are you afraid people won't know what's wrong with your mother?" Yan Jun's father then turned his attention directly to Yan Jun.

In his eyes, having this disease would make people talk behind his back, so he should just go back and take some medicine; he absolutely couldn't embarrass himself here.

Xia Qiuran stood to the side watching Yan Jun's father, who was in a rage. She opened her mouth but didn't know how to persuade him.

If even well-off urban families like Yan Jun's are like this, then ordinary families are even more likely to be in the same situation.

In fact, Yan Jun's father is just a microcosm of the millions of conservative men at this time. Because of their ingrained thinking, they only care about their own family's reputation and do not regard their partner's health as an important matter.

This leads many women to prefer enduring the pain and suffering rather than seeking treatment at the hospital.

Xia Qiuran felt that they should find the cause of the illness first, so that Yan Jun's mother might be able to continue to stay in the hospital for treatment.

"Auntie, what kind of sanitary napkin do you use every month?"

"Menstrual hygiene products are one of the main causes of gynecological diseases during this period," Xia Qiuran asked first.

"It's just wood ash mixed in," Yan Jun's mother replied after wiping away her tears.