"This... young man, you gave me too much." The old doctor thought Da Liang was confused and had given him the wrong amount of silver. He had only taken one tael and was going to return the rest to Da Liang.

"No need to give it to me, this is a gift from my master, you can accept it." Da Liang refused to accept it.

Just then, the young apprentice walked over with the medicine packet he had just prepared.

He took the medicine packet and left.

"Too lucky to be out so late at night." The old doctor shook his head with a smile. He told his apprentice to close the clinic door, put away the money, and go back to his room to sleep.

He has been practicing medicine for many years and often makes house calls. It is common for generous patients to give him a reward, usually just a string of cash or half a tael of silver.

Such a large-scale undertaking is relatively rare.

The old doctor seemed quite happy.

On the other side, after Da Liang returned with the medicine bag, he hid in the kitchen, brewed the medicine, and brought it to the third courtyard.

"Young master, this is the medicine that has just been decocted. The consultation fee is half a tael, and the medicine is also half a tael. I gave the doctor two taels of silver, but he said I paid one tael too much. I told him to accept it, saying it was a reward from you, and then I took the medicine and left."

After briefly explaining where the silver had gone, Da Liang bent down and held the tray high.

"You're quite clever. Alright, take it to the main room and go back to rest. I'll remember you. I'll ask you for help in the future." Chang Lu was stunned for a moment when he saw the medicine in Da Liang's hands, and then he praised him.

This made Da Liang beam with joy instantly.

"Yes, young master."

He placed the medicine on the table and quickly withdrew.

"Wife, come here, let me feed you your medicine." Chang Lu closed the door, picked up the tray, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Jing Shui vomited twice more, and she didn't look well.

Chang Lu was not allowed to give the medicine.

She picked up the bowl, tested the temperature, and then downed it in one gulp, as if drinking alcohol.

The medicine was very bitter, so bitter it burned my heart.

Her beautiful face scrunched up.

She looks like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

"Oh, there's a candied fruit too." Just as she was feeling down, she saw a plate on the tray that Chang Lu was carrying. On the plate was a candied fruit. Jing Shui picked it up and put it in her mouth.

The sweet taste diluted the bitterness in her mouth, and she relaxed her eyes and leaned comfortably against the headboard.

"This lad is quite thoughtful," Chang Lu praised Daliang once again upon seeing the candied fruit.

I don't know if it's psychological or something else.

After taking the medicine, Jing Shui vomited only once and then stopped.

She held Chang Lu in her arms and slept soundly until dawn.

At this time in the past, the two would already be in the restaurant.

"Knock knock knock—"

"Young Master, Young Madam, it's time to get up." The maidservant who served the two knocked on the door.

"Coming." Chang Lu responded to the outside. Seeing his wife still fast asleep, he tiptoed out of bed, got dressed, gently opened the door, and then closed it again.

"This servant will go in and help the young mistress wash up."

The maid was carrying a basin, preparing to enter.

But Chang Lu stopped him.

"No need to go in. Let her sleep until she wakes up on her own. She's not going to the restaurant today. You stay here and keep watch. I'll go tell Mother."

Chang Lu went to the second courtyard without even washing his face, his hair a mess.

Yan Xia was having breakfast in the main room.

Today's breakfast is pork wontons with pan-fried dumplings.

"Why haven't you gone to the restaurant yet? You haven't even combed your hair." Yan Xia had just swallowed the fried dumpling in her mouth when she looked up and saw Chang Lu, with sleep in his eyes, standing at the door staring at her expectantly.

Yan Xia asked with disdain.

"Mother, Jing Shui is pregnant! She's a month along!! I'm going to be a father!!!" Chang Lu's voice was filled with suppressed emotion.

He wanted to shout it out loud.

Tell everyone that Yan Changlu is going to be a father.

However, being less than three months pregnant, Chang Lu could not make it public and could only reply to Yan Xia in a low voice.

"Huh?" Yan Xia dropped the fried dumpling she had just picked up from her hand onto the ground.

"Really? When did this happen? Jing Shui was perfectly fine when you had dinner last night. Did you call a doctor?"

Several questions were bombarded with questions at Chang Lu.

“I have already asked for help. Last night, after we got back to our room, we were about to go to sleep when Jing Shui suddenly felt very unwell and vomited seven or eight times, all of it yellow bile. I was worried about her, so I sent a servant to the clinic to fetch a doctor. That's when I found out that Jing Shui is a month pregnant. However, she works hard every day at the restaurant, and she also caught a cold when she was young, so the pregnancy is unstable. The doctor prescribed some medicine to help with the pregnancy and told Jing Shui to rest in bed. We didn't get to sleep until midnight, so we got up late this morning. Mother, let Jing Shui stay home and rest. I can go to the restaurant by myself.”

Chang Lu said.

"Aren't you just stating the obvious? Of course she needs to rest. Is Jingshui still sleeping? I'll go check on her in a bit. No wonder she's been so sleepy lately, she's pregnant. Don't tell anyone else. Jingshui isn't even three months along yet. Just tell your family. Oh, and when the restaurant isn't busy today, go see your mother-in-law and tell her the good news. Never mind, I'll go. You go ahead with your work."

Yan Xia has been in this world for too long.

It has also become metaphysical.

She quickly finished her meal, urged her son to hurry to the restaurant, and then waited in the courtyard for her daughter-in-law to wake up.

It got cold for half an hour.

The maid opened the door.

Yan Xia went inside.

Wang Jingshui was leaning against the bed, and her maid was washing her face with a towel.

"Jingshui, are you still feeling unwell? What would you like to eat this morning? I just had the kitchen make you breakfast, it will be ready in a little while. If there's anything you want to eat, just tell the maid and have her tell the cook to make more. As for you, just take good care of yourself and don't get out of bed. It's not too late to go out after you've recovered."

Yan Xia sat on the edge of the bed, held Wang Jingshui's hand, and gave her some instructions.

"Thank you, Mom. I'm not feeling bad anymore, but I'm a little hungry. I want to eat steamed eggs with lean pork, with some dried shrimp to enhance the flavor. I also want to eat tofu buns with lots of chili oil."

Wang Jingshui is a complete foodie.

Yan Xia shook her head helplessly.

"You silly child, you're taking medicine, how can you eat spicy food? You have to watch your diet! You can't touch spicy food. I've already told the cook to steam some eggs for you, and I've also added dried shrimp. I know you like this. I'll also make you two meat buns. You can eat spicy food after your pregnancy is more stable. Just bear with it for now, for your own sake. You won't be happy eating spicy food, will you?"

Yan Xia patiently coaxed her.

"Okay, I'll listen to Mom. Meat buns are delicious too." Wang Jingshui chuckled twice.

He nodded.

I agreed.

"That's a good girl. Do you want to read a storybook? It's boring lying around all the time. I'll get you some storybooks." After marrying Chang Lu, Wang Jingshui knew more and more characters, so reading a storybook was easy for her.

"Look! Mother, you're so good to me—" Wang Jingshui affectionately hugged Yan Xia's arm and acted coquettishly.

The two looked just like a mother and daughter.

"Mother, what are you doing here? Oh, Jingshui, didn't you go to the restaurant? Are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor back to take a look?"