Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity! Chapter 392 - 391: This Is What She Cared About Most

"Can the pain suffered during each nstrual period be alleviated with dication?"

Though it can’t be completely eradicated, this is the most important question.

Dr. Caldwell gently furrowed his brow, thought for a while, and then said, "You can use Chinese dicine to adjust your body, avoid certain foods, eat fewer spicy and seafood dishes, and first treat the uterine cold; it might get better."

"Might?"

Aiden Shaw slightly furrowed his eyebrows, his tone lightly rising, conveying a bit of displeasure, strikingly haunting.

Dr. Caldwell trembled inside and explained further, "After all, it’s sothing accumulated over the years; we need to properly adjust and then recheck."

Aiden Shaw didn’t make things difficult for him and sat silently for a while before saying again, "Don’t tell her about her condition."

"Don’t worry, Sir Four."

"Mm."

Afterward, Aiden Shaw left the doctor’s office.

When he returned to the ward, he stood at the door for a mont, didn’t enter, and turned away.

...

Tiana Thorne woke up at night, her mouth dry, wanting so water.

May Sloane had already prepared warm water.

Tiana Thorne drank the entire glass at once; at last, she felt sowhat better. The tearing, dragging pain in her lower abdon made her nearly breathless, she frowned: "Who brought to the hospital?"

"Sir Aiden Shaw."

"Where is he?"

"I don’t know." May Sloane shook her head.

Tiana Thorne leaned at the bedside, even moving slightly hurt, breathing heavily, asked, "How’s my physical condition?"

May Sloane answered: "Your excessive nstrual bleeding is caused by uterine cold, but it’s okay."

"Uterine cold?"

Tiana Thorne grasped the key point, her eyes gradually cooling: "I have uterine cold leading to massive bleeding, so severe, I’m afraid it’s difficult to have children."

No matter, she hasn’t t the man she wants to have children with anyway.

May Sloane: "..."

Jesse Rivers had briefly explained her condition, thinking he could brush her off, but unexpectedly, she pinpointed the key issue.

For a mont, May Sloane had no clue how to respond.

Tiana Thorne placed her hand on her flat abdon, gently pressed, the pain intensified, as the wrinkles on her face grew paler.

"Tiana, don’t harm yourself."

"What do you know, I’m diagnosing." Tiana Thorne glanced at her.

Only then did May Sloane recall that Tiana was also a doctor; though she had no idea where Tiana learned her dical skills, she indeed treated Sir Aiden Shaw while in Azurea.

Suddenly anxious, she quietly asked, "Did you find anything?"

"The uterine cold is quite severe." Tiana Thorne lowered her eyes, showing no emotion at the bottom, lightly pressing again, saying, "Had surgery done."

May Sloane: "..."

She really hadn’t revealed her condition, Tiana knew everything.

After hesitating, she nodded: "Yes."

"Damn it!"

May Sloane’s heart skipped, a bit flustered, she lifted her head to look at her: "What’s wrong, Tiana?"

"Isn’t my first layer gone?"

May Sloane froze for a mont, not imdiately understanding her aning.

"My first ti given to a scalpel? A thousand years, that’s too cheap for that scalpel, isn’t it?"

May Sloane instantly stiffened: "...!!!"

She thought Tiana would pitifully cry or silently grieve, who would have guessed, she cared most about this!

"Tiana, you should rest well."

Tiana Thorne’s heart raced wildly, unable to calm down: "Help up."

"Where to?"

"To find the doctor."

May Sloane fell into chaos.

Isn’t sothing major going to happen tonight?

Thinking of this, she hurriedly held her down: "Tiana, you just finished the surgery, you should rest well, avoid getting too angry."

Tiana Thorne looked sideways at her, her foxy eyes gently blinking, like a starry sky moon, deep and brilliant, lightly raised her eyebrow: "Beauty, do I look like I’m angry?"

"Scarier than not being angry."

Tiana Thorne squinted: "If I can’t bear children, then so be it; I hadn’t thought of birthing a brood anyway, surgery’s done, it’s done - it was for my life, but shouldn’t I reclaim my man, hmm?"

May Sloane couldn’t help but nod, seed off sowhere, widened her eyes at her: "Your man?"

"The scalpel."

May Sloane: "..."

She truly couldn’t understand Tiana’s logic.

Why wasn’t Tiana even slightly distressed over not being able to bear children?

May Sloane gulped: "Tiana, that’s just a knife, not your man."

"It’s a sense of ceremony; help up." Tiana Thorne smiled, though there was an undeniable pressure.

"Alright."

Tiana Thorne sat on a wheelchair on her way to the doctor’s office.

Once again she placed her hand on her abdon, the chill in her eyes seemingly turned to frost, no warmth left, only bloodlust, like an enraged fox, extrely dangerous.

She had practiced dicine and saved lives for hundreds of years, a small illness could hardly trouble her.

Previously, without massive bleeding, the cause couldn’t be pinpointed, but the feeling inside wasn’t good.

This ti the massive bleeding let her fully grasp the disease inside and out.

Soone drugged her, originally she was a normal woman, unable to bear children under the influence of drugs.

Consud expired wine, the two toxins clashed, couldn’t balance anymore so the poison got exposed, she had to thank Aiden Shaw’s old bottle of wine.

The person behind it, truly despicable ways.

Though she never intended to have children, she couldn’t bear others using vile ans to make her unable.

Whether to bear children was her decision, didn’t an others could casually block her.

Ha.

A group of daring fools.

"Tiana, we’re at the doctor’s office, are you sure you want the scalpel?"

"Of course, it is my man." Tiana Thorne lightly curled her lips, her voice wickedly charming.

A thousand years of preserved beauty, forced gone, must leave sothing as a keepsake.

May Sloane knocked on the door.

Dr. Caldwell opened the door, saw her sitting in a wheelchair.

Tiana Thorne’s face very pale, the queenly aura still sweeping around, her glance gently narrowed, coquettish yet fragile, beauty making even a woman like Dr. Caldwell moved.

"Miss Thorne, if you’re unwell, you can have your agent co to ; now you shouldn’t be moving around."

Tiana Thorne curled her lips lightly: "I’ve co to ask Dr. Caldwell for sothing."

Dr. Caldwell hesitated, she couldn’t recall taking anything from Tiana Thorne.

May Sloane’s cheeks inexplicably flushed, hot, to prevent Tiana’s unexpected speech, she lightly coughed once: "Can we keep the scalpel Dr. Caldwell used for the surgery?"

Dr. Caldwell still sowhat confused, nurous patients she handled, the first ti encountering such a request.

Wasn’t it supposed to be concealed from Tiana Thorne?

Sir Four would bla her if he knew.

She looked up and saw a man walking from the other end of the corridor, growing more tense.