Chapter 14 Princess of Southern Xinjiang
Mrs. Qian came over from the carriage and saluted her: "Doctor! Our young lady wants to see you."
Du Wanwan was slightly startled and asked in surprise: "What do you want to talk to me about? Is your young lady feeling unwell?"
Mrs. Qian shook her head: "No, I'm not feeling unwell anywhere, I just want you to come over and take a look."
Du Wanwan paused, said something to Yao Meixian, and followed Mrs. Qian to the carriage. When they entered the carriage, the woman had already woken up, holding the child, unable to let go, with a loving face.
When he saw Du Wanwan, he quickly greeted her: "Doctor! Please sit down! Please sit down!"
Du Wanwan was not polite and sat down on the low stool: "Looking at the Madam's face, it should be nothing serious, just take good care of it. Is the little master okay? Hold him up for me to see."
Yu Hanyan did not refuse her request. She handed the child to Mrs. Qian, who then held the child in front of Du Wanwan.
The child had been suffocated in the mother's womb for a long time, and the bruises on his face were still there, but he was in good spirits, with his eyes open and looking around.
As if trying to find out what kind of family she was reborn into, Du Wanwan took a closer look, confirmed that everything was fine, and waved to let Mrs. Qian take her away.
"The young master is fine, nothing happened."
Yu Hanyan knew how dangerous childbirth was, and she also knew that she had met a doctor with good medical skills, otherwise she and her child would be in great danger today.
She looked at Du Wanwan carefully and found that her facial features were actually quite good. She deliberately put some black ash on her face to cover up her original appearance, making it look a little more rough.
"You are younger than me, how about we call each other sisters from now on? Sister! My name is Yu Hanyan, and I am from Southern Xinjiang."
Du Wanwan is young, has excellent medical skills, and saved her life. Yu Hanyan really wants to make friends with her.
"My name is Du Wanwan, and I'm from Wei."
Since they had already introduced themselves, Du Wanwan had nothing to hide. Besides, she was the one who took the initiative to tell them that she was a girl.
"I'm eighteen."
Yu Hanyan showed a happy smile. It was obvious that the girl in front of her was a straightforward person and was very nice to her.
"I'm seventeen."
"You are the younger sister and I am the older sister."
She was the youngest princess in southern Xinjiang. No matter who she met, she had to call them sister. Finally, someone called her sister, and Yu Hanyan was very happy.
Du Wanwan looked uncomfortable: "Do you really want to become sworn brothers? Forget it! I'm a doctor, saving lives is part of my job, there's no need to take it too seriously."
After all, Yu Hanyan is from southern Xinjiang, so who knows her identity? She has been here for a short time and has not figured out the situation clearly. She fled the famine in a daze and no one knows where she is going.
It's still unclear whether I can meet her in the future. What kind of sisterhood is this? Isn't this just looking for trouble?
Seeing that she was not very enthusiastic, Yu Hanyan pleaded aggrievedly: "I am the youngest in the family, I just want a sister, please agree to it!"
Mrs. Qian smiled at the side. It was obvious that Miss Du was a casual person. Even though she was from a peasant family, she had never thought of marrying up to the princess.
After all, they are doctors, and they are sincere. Unlike some who like to curry favor with the powerful, if they knew that the princess wanted to marry them, I guarantee that all 124 of them would agree.
"Okay!" Du Wanwan didn't want to disobey Yu Hanyan, so she nodded and agreed to recognize her as her godparents. "I don't care. I'm just a village girl from the same village, and I don't have any special skills. If you want to recognize me as your sister, you'll be the one who suffers."
"That's not the case." Yu Hanyan reached out and pulled Du Wanwan to sit beside the bed. "You are a doctor with excellent medical skills. I took advantage of you. If your sister hadn't been here today, your nephew and I would have suffered."
Speaking of this, Du Wanwan was quite puzzled, but out of politeness, she didn't ask too many questions.
As a doctor, I had to say a few words: "Sister! If you get pregnant again, don't run around. You were in real danger today. Fortunately, the child is doing well, otherwise you would have harmed him for life."
Both Mrs. Qian and Yu Hanyan were shocked. Yu Hanyan asked anxiously, "Sister Wanwan! What do you mean?"
Du Wanwan did not hide anything and told her objectively: "You must not have been examined by a doctor when you got pregnant. Before six months, the fetus is in an abnormal position and you have to correct it quickly. Otherwise, it will be easy to have a difficult delivery and heavy bleeding.
In a situation like today, my nephew is quite strong and managed to hold on. If he couldn't hold on, it would be useless to give birth to him and he would become an idiot."
Yu Hanyan picked up her son and looked at him repeatedly, her face pale. "Sister Wanwan! Is your nephew okay? Why would he be born with a dyslexia?"
This was the first time she had heard of it, so she couldn't help but worry and asked extra carefully.
Du Wanwan explained to her: "My nephew is pretty strong, he's fine. The mother's body has no amniotic fluid, and the baby is suffocated in the belly for a long time, which is easy to lack oxygen and more likely to cause cerebral palsy. Cerebral palsy means that the brain is damaged, and the baby will be born a disabled person."
Hearing that her son was fine, Yu Hanyan's expression relaxed a lot. She put the child aside and held Du Wanwan's hand.
"Sister Wan! Thank you!" Yu Hanyan thought of her own experience and the heartlessness of her husband, tears welled up in her eyes, "If that were the case, I would not live. Your brother-in-law doesn't like us mother and son at all. For the sake of a concubine, he ignored us and didn't care whether we lived or died."
"That's easy. Just exclude him from your and your son's social circle."
Du Wanwan is a modern person after all. She was busy with work in her previous life and never had a family. She is even more indifferent to family and marriage.
Men affect her ability to hold a scalpel and even more so her ability to give acupuncture treatment.
Since it's of no benefit to her, why keep it?
When Mrs. Qian heard this, her eyes lit up. She immediately felt that this Miss Wanwan was very extraordinary and very courageous.
If the princess could really leave her husband, life would be easier for the mother and son. If not, the chaotic life in the Duan family would be really frustrating.
"Is it okay?" Yu Hanyan looked at the child and forced back her tears. "I married your brother-in-law because I wanted to, but his family background is not good enough for me. I didn't object to him taking a concubine, but he chose to find a singing girl. Isn't this a slap in my face?"
Du Wanwan smiled faintly: "Sister! This is all your own fault. If you really can't leave him, then wash your face and reach out to him to hit you.
If you let it go, then hit it back hard. The road is under your feet, and it's up to you to choose. Men are all bitches. If you look up to them, they will be complacent. If you step on them, they will naturally cry and beg for mercy. "
Mrs. Qian wanted to applaud Du Wanwan. She said it very well. As a princess, there was no need to lower her status for a man.
The Ninth Princess is good in every way except when she met Duan Zhengqing. She becomes like a fool and allows herself to be teased and manipulated by him.
Although she was clamoring for the Ninth Princess to marry down, the Queen actually didn't want her to marry into the Duan family.
The Duan family was very unhappy about the princess' marriage, as if the princess had dug up their ancestral graves. They also said that Duan Zhengqing was a pillar of the country and that becoming a consort would ruin his future.
If it wasn't for the princess's face, Mrs. Qian would have wanted to curse loudly, saying that apart from being good-looking, Duan Zhengqing was neither good at literature nor martial arts, so how could he be a pillar of the country?
(End of this chapter)
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