Xiao Yingchun nodded and told Zhan Yunfu what she knew about the dangers of gestational diabetes to adults and children.

Zhan Yunfu was frightened and said obediently: "I'll go for a walk now."

"I heard earlier that the Lady of the Duke of Min gained 80 kilograms during her pregnancy. When she gave birth, the baby was too big and she had a heavy hemorrhage and died... Is this the reason?"

Xiao Yingchun hurriedly followed: "I'm going too."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked around for a while, and Zhan Yunfu seemed to remember something: "If I walk a few more times, can I eat more?"

“What can I eat more of?”

Xiao Yingchun: "Cucumbers, tomatoes..."

Zhan Yunfu covered her eyes and screamed: "Ah! I don't want it..."

"What don't you want?"

After Fu Zhonghai finished discussing government affairs with his son, he came to find her and heard her shouting "No" from a distance.

Zhan Yunfu explained the situation to Fu Zhonghai with a bitter face.

Fu Zhonghai looked at Xiao Yingchun with an inquiring look, and when he saw Xiao Yingchun nod, he hurried to comfort her.

"Don't be afraid, sister. From today on, I will be the same as you. I won't eat candy or drink milk tea. I will eat whatever you want with you."

Zhan Yunfu didn't believe him: "You don't want to eat the lollipop either?"

Fu Zhonghai nodded decisively: "No!"

"Then don't lie to me, we will eat together from now on?"

"Together!"

Fu Zhonghai coaxed Zhan Yunfu away, and Fu Chenan looked at Xiao Yingchun with a smile, "What's going on?"

Xiao Yingchun explained the whole story.

Fu Chenan became worried: "What about you?" Do you have diabetes?

Xiao Yingchun patted his shoulder and said, "This situation is more likely to happen in people with a family history of diabetes and elderly pregnant women. I'm still young and have had timely physical examinations, so I'm not afraid..."

Fu Chenan was relieved, but he was secretly warned in his heart: the cost of having a child is too high, after this one, he will never have another.

Xiao Yingchun had a new idea: "What do you think if we get a laser blood sugar tester for my aunt?"

Fu Chenan certainly supported it: "Shall we go and tell auntie later?"

Fu Siyan was discussing the situation in the operating room with Fu Qingnian.

Because of sufficient human and material support, Fu Siyan's ambitions grew bigger and bigger, and she was preparing to set up a testing room.

"There should be some basic tests before surgery, right?"

"Like blood type?"

"If we don't know the blood type, we can't prepare the corresponding plasma."

"If the mother bleeds heavily during the operation, she won't be able to be saved..."

Seeing Fu Chenan pulling Xiao Yingchun over, she hurriedly repeated it to Fu Chenan and Xiao Yingchun.

Fu Chenan expressed his support again: "Aunt, what you said makes sense. Where do you think the testing room should be placed? What kind of room should it be?"

"Shall I send someone to get it for you right away?"

Fu Siyan continued to talk about her ideas, and then she realized, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Chenan glanced at Xiao Yingchun, and Xiao Yingchun then talked about the "laser blood glucose tester".

Fu Siyan clapped her hands: "This is great! If we have this, we can test people in the future..."

Fu Qingnian felt emotional as he watched the aunt and nephew talking animatedly.

During this period, he often discussed medicine with the imperial doctors in the Taiji Hall, and he was often shocked spiritually.

The gap in medical development between the two times and spaces is too huge.

The fruits, vegetables and meat in the Tianwu time and space are free of chemical pollution, so why is the average lifespan not long?

The root cause is the backwardness of medicine.

Although traditional Chinese medicine can treat many diseases, there are also many diseases that require the assistance of Western medicine.

For example, basic diseases such as diabetes and hypertension among the elderly usually do not cause pain, and the patients can eat, sleep and walk, but when they become serious, they can be very dangerous.

Diabetes is a disease of the rich. Ordinary people in Tianwu cannot afford to get it. Only nobles from wealthy families suffer from this disease.

He heard from the imperial doctors about an old man who had diabetes. Later, due to complications, his legs and hands gradually turned black and necrotic, and a terrible smell occurred. He had to have his limbs amputated piece by piece, but his life could not be saved.

If Fu Siyan can develop Western medicine, which aristocratic family will dare to be disrespectful to the Tianwu court in the future?

Aren’t you afraid of getting a disease that Chinese medicine can’t cure and having to wait to die?

It's not just the Tianwu family, but also the nobles from neighboring countries such as Nannan, Tianlang, Tatar, etc.?

In order to ensure the security of his son's throne, it is imperative to develop Western medicine.

Fu Qingnian couldn't help but look forward to it: the cross-time and space branch of Aihua Private Hospital can be opened.

Fu Qingnian told his idea to Fu Siyan and Fu Chenan, and the three of them's eyes lit up.

So the four of them exchanged glances, combined with the current situation of the two time and space, and offered suggestions...

Finally, Fu Siyan sorted out the results of the discussion with pen and paper and handed it to Fu Chenan: "That's all. Ask the hospital to prepare it."

"good."

Xiao Yingchun puts all this effort into doing this in order to accumulate merits and virtues for her children, and isn't it the same for Fu Siyan?

Fu Siyan has a secret little thought: If she can do more useful things for the Tianwu court, can Fu Chenan treat Fu Yucheng better for her sake?

Even if it wasn't so disgusting?

After all, Fu Chenan is also a person who values ​​family affection very much.

With such expectations in mind, Fu Siyan worked even harder.

But Fu Yucheng obviously didn't know what his mother was thinking, and he was in a bad mood at the moment!

After being sent to Yingchun Academy, he found that he had to take a variety of classes every day, including farming, weaving, reading and debating scriptures, and he even had to do carpentry and plastering...

He doesn't know any of these.

As he stood aside and watched his classmates working on those things enthusiastically, his heart was filled with grievance and anger.

Fu Chenan must have done it on purpose!

He knew clearly that he was not interested in these things and he just wanted to learn something truly useful, so why did they make him learn this?

I don’t plan to farm, be a bricklayer, or spin yarn or weave cloth…

Fu Chenan did it on purpose!

Who can tolerate this?

He couldn't help but make a fuss after returning to the palace.

As soon as the commotion happened here, Fu Chenan got the news.

He took a deep breath: I knew this guy wouldn't be so honest.

"I'll go over there, you stay at home and rest..."

When Fu Chenan went over, Fu Siyan had tears in her eyes and Fu Yucheng was sulking, one on the left and the other on the right.

Seeing Fu Chenan coming, Fu Siyan called out "Chenan", but Fu Yucheng just turned his head and looked to the other side.

Fu Chenan nodded and called out "Auntie", then stepped forward and kicked Fu Yucheng over.

Fu Yucheng was caught off guard, and he got up and pounced on Fu Chenan like an angry lion.

Fu Chenan kicked him up and knocked him over again.

Fortunately, the floor tiles were smooth, and Fu Yucheng slid two meters away and couldn't get up.

Fu Siyan screamed and subconsciously tried to help, but Fu Chenan shouted, "Don't get involved!"

Fu Siyan was so frightened that she trembled and stood where she was, not daring to move.

Fu Yucheng came back to his senses and realized that the force of these two kicks was completely different from the previous "martial arts exam".

This is too heavy!

Like a cannonball!

He stared at Fu Chenan blankly, not daring to move.

Fu Chenan walked two meters in front of Fu Yucheng and looked down at him: "What do you want to do by making such a fuss?"

"Is your skin itchy?"

Fu Yucheng snorted angrily: "If you don't want me to be well, you can just beat me to death. Why are you pretending to send me to Yingchun Academy?"

"I went there to study, not to be a farmer, a bricklayer, or a carpenter!"

Fu Chenan nodded, sat on the chair next to him, and said in a threatening tone: "Why do you want to study at Yingchun Academy?" (End of this chapter)