"Is there nothing you can do?" Ruan Wan raised her head, staring at Zhuang Lin without blinking, and asked softly.

"If you want to get rid of that mucous membrane, there is no conventional method at all. You can only use violent methods to break the ice, and this can easily cause irreparable trauma to your hair." Zhuang Lin frowned, shook his head slowly, and said.

** is the most vulnerable place for women. Not to mention whether this violent method of breaking ice will cause huge harm to **? Just that kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

It is also a clean-up, but in essence, this is completely different from curettage, because the mucosa is tightly attached to the inner wall of the **. When removing this mucosa, it is almost peeling.

The pain of skin peeling is unbearable for ordinary people, and this woman's most vulnerable place is that the pain is much worse than the pain of skin peeling.

"Also, this mucosa has almost become one with your inner wall of the **. When peeling it, it will be very painful. This pain is even much worse than the pain of skinning."

When he heard this, the only hope on Ruan Wan's face was finally shattered. In Zhuang Lin's eyes, her beautiful eyes slowly closed and just lay quietly on the bed, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Sister-in-law, let's sleep for a while, I'll leave first." Looking at the woman beside him, Zhuang Lin felt a little sad. He sighed, stood up, looked at Ruan Wan again, and turned around to leave.

"Can you stay and talk to me?" When he turned around, Ruan Wan's voice sounded behind him, with a hint of sadness and pleading in this delicate voice.

Zhuang Lin stopped and turned back, just in time to touch Ruan Wan's gaze. His eyes were facing each other and temporarily stagnated. He nodded and sat back on the bed again.

Outside the window, the sunlight is still bright, and the sunlight shines through the thin gauze curtains in the room, warm.

"Can I borrow your shoulders?" Ruan Wan sat up, looked at Zhuang Lin and said slowly.

Although Zhuang Lin turned his back to Ruan Wan and could not see her face, he could also guess that her sadness at this time could not be like a normal woman, giving birth to children, which is the greatest torture for any woman.

He didn't look back and nodded.

A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and a soft body leaned on his shoulder, strands of long hair fell on his shoulders, and the warm breath blew on his neck.

There was no sound, and the little tears fell on his shoulders.

The afternoon passed, and in this unique room, time was forgotten. Zhuang Lin sat on the edge of the bed like a stone sculpture until tears wet his shoulders.

He raised his head, looked at the ceiling, felt the sadness of the woman behind him, and in a daze, he remembered his mother, the same identity and similar fate, and the two equally unkind men were caused by this.

"Okay, I'm fine." The faint fragrance was gone, leaving only the wet shoulders. Ruan Wan wiped away the tears from her face, forced a smile and said.

If Zhuang Lin had some dirty thoughts before, then at this moment, when he looked at Ruan Wan again, he could no longer find even a little dirty thoughts in his heart.

Ruan Wan sat on the bed, and her face with a faint foundation was no longer as good as she looked. At this glance, her pitiful look became more and more charming. Zhuang Lin had the urge to hold her in his arms.

After venting, Ruan Guan's mood improved a lot. On that gorgeous face, she could finally see the natural and fresh smile again. Behind that smile, there was still a sense of shyness.

"If you really want a child, we might try other methods." Zhuang Lin was silent for a moment, felt a little reluctant, and said.

Hearing his words, the expression on Ruan Wan's face suddenly frozen, and her beautiful eyes were wide open, looking at Zhuang Lin without blinking.

"What method?" Ruan Wan asked anxiously.

"You lie on the bed first, I'll try it first to see if this method is feasible. If it works, I'll tell you again. If it's not feasible, then I can only find another way." Zhuang Lin deliberately kept it in a silence and said.

For Ruan Wan's situation, he has no good method, so he can only try it in the stupidest way. As for whether it works, he can only leave his fate to do his best.

Ruan Wan looked at him for a short time, and after a short while, he climbed down on the bed as he said.

Zhuang Lin stood up, leaned over, pressed his left hand on Ruan Wan's spine, and his right hand on Ruan Wan's waist. At the same time, his thumb twisted counterclockwise, injecting two streams of energy into Ruan Wan's body through his thumb.

As his two thumbs twisted, the two streams of vital energy flowing into Ruan Guan's body formed two small energy vortexes, and under his control, they slowly moved towards the same direction.

About two minutes later, his two thumbs suddenly left, his five fingers separated, and gently patted Ruan Wan's tailbone.

"Ah" Ruan Wan's whole body felt as if she was struck by lightning, and she trembled violently, and she couldn't help but make a cry of pain.

Hearing Ruan Wan's painful cry, Zhuang Lin's face darkened and his brows frowned. Obviously, the situation was not optimistic.

"Sister-in-law, turn around and lie flat." After concentrating and thinking for a while, he said to Ruan Wan again.

Ruan Wan didn't know what he was doing, but she obeyed his wishes, turned over and lay down on the bed. However, in this short time, her blushing cheeks had turned pale.

Looking at the pale face, Zhuang Lin's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he even felt a sense of pity.

"Sister-in-law, you have to roll up your sweater."

When Ruan Wan heard that he wanted to roll up his sweater by himself, he hesitated a little. It would be nothing if it was summer, but in this winter, it would be bad if the man and woman were alone and widowed to live in the same room. If the sweater was rolled up again, it would be bad.

Just looking at Zhuang Lin's clear eyes, she finally reached out and slowly rolled up the sweater, revealing her fat-free belly in Zhuang Lin's vision.

Zhuang Lin made himself smile as much as possible, and pressed his right palm on his flat belly.

With his navel as the center, his palms were rubbed gently, and his vitality flowed out of his palms, slowly flowing into Ruan Wan's lower abdomen, and penetrated into the ** interior.

"It hurts" When Zhuang Lin tried to control his energy to impact the mucous membrane, Ruan Wan's whole body trembled violently, and her hands instinctively pressed on his right hand, shouting out insult.

Zhuang Lin did not stop his action because of Ruan Wan's pain. His vitality was still injecting into Ruan Wan's body. Under the control of that wisp of mental power, it continued to impact the mucosa on the inner wall of the **.
Chapter completed!