Physician Chen trembled uncontrollably: "Pregnancy, pregnancy pulse."
"How long has it been since the pregnancy?"
"One, one and a half months."
Zhu Chen stared coldly at Xie Jijiu: "Xie Jijiu, did you hear me clearly? I have been away from the capital for more than five months, and I have not taken her with me. As soon as I returned to the manor, she gave me such a big gift! I, Zhu Chen, am a prince, how can I be humiliated like this!"
The old doctor immediately said, "Impossible! The Third Prince's Consort is not pregnant at all, so how could she have a pregnancy pulse that's a month and a half along with her baby?"
Xie Jijiu was so angry that his face trembled: "If Your Highness wants to vacate the position of Crown Princess, you can simply send my daughter back to the Xie family with a letter of divorce. Why humiliate her like this!"
Zhu Chen was completely stunned: "Imperial Physician Chen, it was you who diagnosed the pregnancy."
Physician Chen immediately replied, "Yes, it is indeed the pregnancy pulse that I have detected. I swear to Heaven that the Third Prince's Consort is one and a half months pregnant."
The old doctor pointed at Physician Chen: "You quack doctor, you're harming people! The Third Prince's Consort is a perfectly innocent woman, how could she be pregnant!"
It was bad enough that he was beaten and scolded by the Third Prince and Xie Jijiu, but a common doctor also dared to lecture him. What kind of person was he!
Physician Chen scrambled to his feet: "You're talking nonsense! Although my medical skills may not be the best in the Imperial Hospital, do you think I can't diagnose whether someone is pregnant or not!"
The old doctor hated quack doctors more than anything in his life, and he was furious: "Very well, come over here now and take her pulse to see if the Third Prince's Consort's pulse indicates that she has recently miscarried!"
Physician Chen stepped forward and, without even bothering to drape a handkerchief over Xie Xinru's wrist, placed three fingers on her pulse.
In an instant, his expression changed drastically. How could this be!
He clearly diagnosed the Third Prince's Consort as being one and a half months pregnant yesterday at noon, but this diagnosis now shows otherwise!
He frantically examined her several more times, and each time it was the same. The Third Prince's wife's pulse at this moment was not the pulse of someone who had just miscarried, but rather the pulse of someone who had been given a strong abortion drug, which indicated a faint sign of postpartum hemorrhage!
Xie Jijiu grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the woodshed.
There was still a pool of dark blood there.
Zhu Chen followed as well.
Xie Jijiu threw the person next to the bloodstain: "Look closely, is there any sign of miscarriage here?"
There was only a large pool of blood on the ground, with no other blood clots or anything like that.
Xie Jijiu then ordered someone to bring the dress that the Third Prince's Consort had just changed out of, but it was not there.
Physician Chen's face turned deathly pale; he had been used.
Zhu Chen refused to believe it and ordered the three folk doctors who had examined the Third Prince's Consort yesterday to be brought to the palace.
The servant hurried away and returned shortly afterward: "Your Highness, Your Highness, the three doctors have all disappeared."
Zhu Chen pounded his head in frustration, squatted on the ground, and buried his head deeply between his arms.
If he were still unaware of what had happened at this moment, he wouldn't be Zhu Chen.
Zhu Chen hurriedly stood up, disregarding his status as a prince, and knelt down in front of Xie Jijiu with a thud: "Father-in-law, it is my fault, I was wrong, I was tricked by others."
Xie Jijiu's face turned ashen, and he stepped aside, saying, "This humble subject is unworthy of such a grand gesture from His Highness the Third Prince."
"Oh no! The Third Prince's Consort has suffered a postpartum hemorrhage!" Suddenly, the old doctor's voice came from inside the room.
Zhu Chen rushed into the room. The Third Prince's Consort, who had been unconscious, was now awake, but her face was visibly losing color.
"Your Highness, I...I didn't...I didn't do anything to wrong you..."
Zhu Chen held Xie Xinru's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face: "I know, I know, I was wrong, I was wrong, Xinru, please don't scare me, please don't scare me..."
The Third Prince's wife was too weak to speak; she could only look at Zhu Chen, tears streaming down her face.
"Save her! Save her quickly!" Zhu Chen roared at Physician Chen and the old doctor.
The two rushed forward to take her pulse, but it was a case of severe hemorrhage, and they were powerless to help.
Yesterday, Zhu Chen was furious and ordered Imperial Physician Chen to administer an abortion drug. However, Imperial Physician Chen was afraid of harming the Third Prince's wife's health, so the prescription was actually very mild.
But Zhu Chen felt humiliated and was furious, so he ordered him to use the strongest medicine.
He was away for nearly half a year, and he couldn't eat or sleep well every day. The people of Mu City were uncouth, and the disaster relief alone exhausted him. Later, a civil unrest broke out and he was seriously injured. Not long after he recovered, he contracted an epidemic and barely survived.
He had only been back at the manor for half an hour when he discovered that his wife, whom he had been thinking about every day, had been having an affair with a scoundrel while he was away in Shengjing, and had even become pregnant with his illegitimate child.
How could he tolerate it? Once his anger was stirred up, he forgot all the kindness of their six years of marriage and was left only with a heart full of humiliation and rage, wishing he could tear this woman to pieces.
Physician Chen had no choice but to prescribe a new prescription.
But little did they know, Zhu Chen was still not satisfied and ordered his men to increase the dosage of the medicine.
Physician Chen was terrified and told him that the medicine was too strong and that the dosage had been more than doubled, which could be fatal.
But Zhu Chen acted as if he had gone mad, ignoring Physician Chen's attempts to stop him. He grabbed the Third Prince's wife's chin and personally poured the medicine into her mouth.
Zhu Chen grabbed Physician Chen and the old doctor by the arm, his eyes bloodshot: "Save her, save her! Otherwise, I will kill your whole family!"
The two knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "Your Highness, our medical skills are too shallow; we are truly powerless to help..."
Physician Chen suddenly said, "No, there is another person who can save the Third Prince's Consort!"
"Who?" Zhu Chen and Xie Jijiu asked in unison.
"Lu Yuyan, the physician of Prince An's residence! His Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle should be able to save the Third Prince's Consort. If even he cannot save her, then there is no one else in this world who can!"
Xie Jijiu shouted loudly outside, "Go to the Prince An's residence immediately and invite Lu Yuyan!"
"No, I'll go and invite him myself." Xie Jijiu immediately walked outside.
Zhu Chen closed his eyes tightly, hot tears rolling down his face: "Lu Yuyan, I killed him..."
Xie Jijiu stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked at Zhu Chen in disbelief: "You killed Lu Yuyan? Why? He controlled the plague in Mu City and saved your life. Why did you kill him?"
"Yes, I killed him... He attacked me because of Ruoling, how could I tolerate it? I killed him on the way back to Shengjing. It's just that the news was blocked, so it hasn't been sent back yet."
Physician Chen and the old doctor were administering acupuncture and medicine, but the blood from the Third Prince's Consort's body continued to gush out.
Before long, the bed sheet was covered in blood.
The stench of blood permeated the entire room.
Xie Xinru's breathing grew weaker and weaker.
At this moment, in the courtyard where Xu lived in the backyard.
She held the cup in her hand, sipping her tea absentmindedly.
A maidservant came in from outside.
Madam Xu turned her head and asked, "How is it?"
The maidservant approached her and whispered, "The Third Prince's wife has suffered a hemorrhage; she can only hold on for half an hour at most."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
