Chapter 295 Pregnancy
Su Wantang has been feeling tired lately.
When she woke up in the morning, her eyelids felt like they were filled with lead, and she couldn't open them at all. Lu Jingyan brought her breakfast, and the smell of fried dough sticks made her stomach churn.
"Not eating?" Lu Jingyan asked cautiously, frowning.
Su Wantang waved her hand, "I don't want to eat."
Lu Jingyan looked at her, "You didn't eat yesterday either."
"I have no appetite," Su Wantang said. "It's probably because I've been taking too much medicine lately."
Lu Jingyan didn't say anything, but simply took the fried dough sticks away and replaced them with a bowl of plain porridge.
Su Wantang took a couple of sips and felt a little better.
This situation lasted for several days.
Su Wantang kept quiet and took her own pulse every morning.
Her fingers rested on her wrist, feeling the pulse.
Once, twice, three times.
The pulse is steady, and the Qi and blood are abundant.
But something just feels off.
On the morning of the fifth day, she took her pulse again.
This time, she closed her eyes, held her breath, and concentrated completely.
My pulse is throbbing at my fingertips.
Once, twice, three times.
etc.
Her fingers paused slightly.
It was an extremely faint, slippery sensation.
Slippery pulse.
Su Wantang opened her eyes, her fingers still resting on her wrist.
She cut it again.
It's still a slippery pulse.
She is pregnant.
Su Wantang lowered her hand and looked at her lower abdomen.
It was still flat there, and you couldn't see anything.
But she knew that a little life was quietly growing there.
Her child.
Her child with Lu Jingyan.
Su Wantang took a deep breath and stood up.
She had to tell Lu Jingyan.
Just as I reached the door, the doorbell rang.
Su Wantang paused for a moment, then opened the door.
Shen Qingyun was standing outside the door.
Dr. Shen was wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, his face looked tired, but his eyes were unusually determined.
"Comrade Su," Shen Qingyun said, "may I come in?"
Su Wantang stepped aside to let her in.
Shen Qingyun walked into the living room, looked around, and then sat down.
Su Wantang poured her a glass of water. "Dr. Chen, did you need something?"
Shen Qingyun took the water glass, but didn't drink it; she just held it in her hands.
"Comrade Su, I've come to ask for your advice," Shen Qingyun said.
Su Wantang raised an eyebrow, "May I ask for your guidance?"
"Yes." Shen Qingyun nodded. "Regarding the case of Mr. and Mrs. Li Yong."
Su Wantang didn't speak, she just looked at her.
Shen Qingyun took a deep breath. "I have been a doctor for twenty years and have seen all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. But I can't understand the case of Li Yong and his wife."
"What do you not understand?" Su Wantang asked.
“I’ve examined Zhang Lan’s health,” Shen Qingyun said. “She has severe uterine coldness and low ovarian function, so her chances of conceiving naturally are less than five percent. But she got pregnant, and the fetus is very healthy.”
Su Wantang smiled, "Isn't this a good thing?"
“That’s a good thing,” Shen Qingyun said, “but I’d like to know how it was done.”
Su Wantang did not respond.
Shen Qingyun took a paper package out of her bag and placed it on the table.
“This is the dregs of medicine that Zhang Lan used,” Shen Qingyun said. “I took it back and had it tested. The herbs are all common tonics for replenishing qi and blood, but the proportions are very strange.”
"What's strange about it?" Su Wantang asked.
“The medicine is too potent,” Shen Qingyun said. “According to traditional Chinese medicine theory, this ratio would be harmful to the body. But Zhang Lan not only had no problems, but her health has actually improved.”
Su Wantang picked up her teacup and took a sip.
"And this too." Shen Qingyun took out another piece of paper. "This is an acupuncture point chart. Shenshu, Mingmen, and Zhishi. According to Western medical theory, acupuncture at these three points has no direct therapeutic effect on the reproductive system. But Li Yong's hidden ailment was cured."
Shen Qingyun looked up at Su Wantang, "Comrade Su, I don't understand."
Su Wantang put down her teacup. "Dr. Shen, what do you want to ask?"
"I want to ask, what's the underlying principle?" Shen Qingyun said. "Is it based on traditional Chinese medicine theory, or something else?"
Su Wantang smiled. "Dr. Shen, what do you think?"
Shen Qingyun fell silent.
She looked at the dregs of medicine and the acupoint chart on the table, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
“I don’t know,” Shen Qingyun said. “My medical beliefs, built up over twenty years of practice, have all collapsed in the face of these things.”
Su Wantang looked at her without saying anything.
Shen Qingyun looked up and said, "Comrade Su, I know that 'Mr. Bai' is related to you."
Su Wantang raised an eyebrow, "Oh."
“When you came to the hospital last time, I took your pulse,” Shen Qingyun said. “Your constitution is very similar to Zhang Lan’s; both of you have severe uterine coldness. But your complexion is very good, and your pulse is steady. I found that strange at the time.”
Su Wantang smiled. "Dr. Shen, what are you trying to say?"
“I want to say that you are also using ‘Mr. Bai’s’ method to regulate your body,” Shen Qingyun said, “and the results are very good.”
Su Wantang neither denied nor admitted it.
Shen Qingyun took a deep breath. "Comrade Su, may I meet 'Mr. Bai'?"
Su Wantang shook her head, "No."
"Why?" Shen Qingyun asked.
“Because he doesn’t want to see you,” Su Wantang said.
Shen Qingyun was stunned for a moment.
Su Wantang stood up. "Dr. Shen, you are a good doctor. But there are some things that you can't understand."
Shen Qingyun also stood up. "Comrade Su, I just want to learn."
"Learning?" Su Wantang smiled. "Dr. Shen, you've studied Western medicine for twenty years, and now you want to learn traditional Chinese medicine?"
Shen Qingyun nodded, "If traditional Chinese medicine can cure diseases that Western medicine cannot, I am willing to learn it."
Su Wantang looked at her, her gaze softening.
“Dr. Shen, you are a good doctor,” Su Wantang said, “but you are not suited to study this.”
"Why?" Shen Qingyun asked.
“Because you are too rational,” Su Wantang said. “Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes intuition, not logic.”
Shen Qingyun fell silent.
Su Wantang walked up to her. "Dr. Chen, why don't you take my pulse again?"
Shen Qingyun was taken aback for a moment, "Now?"
“Now.” Su Wantang extended her hand.
Shen Qingyun hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and placed her hand on her wrist.
Initially, the pulse was very steady.
Once, twice, three times.
Shen Qingyun frowned slightly.
Four, five, six.
Shen Qingyun's expression changed.
Her fingers recoiled abruptly, as if burned.
“This…” Shen Qingyun stared in shock at Su Wantang’s stomach.
Su Wantang smiled, "Dr. Shen, you noticed."
"This is a pregnancy pulse!" Shen Qingyun's voice trembled. "Moreover... the pulse is strong, the fetus is stable, it's simply... textbook-perfect!"
Su Wantang withdrew her hand and gently stroked her lower abdomen.
"Dr. Shen, do you now believe that there are some things in this world that science cannot explain for the time being?"
Shen Qingyun stood there, stunned.
She looked at Su Wantang's belly, then at her face.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
Su Wantang walked to the door and opened it.
"Dr. Shen, take care."
Shen Qingyun mechanically walked to the door, then stopped.
"Comrade Su, when...did you get pregnant?"
“A few days ago,” Su Wantang said.
"A few days ago," Shen Qingyun couldn't believe it, "his pulse has become so stable in such a short time."
Su Wantang laughed, "Dr. Shen, didn't you say this was textbook-level?"
Shen Qingyun opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing and turned to leave.
Su Wantang closed the door and leaned against it.
She looked down at her belly and gently stroked it with her hand.
"Little guy, you really know how to pick your time."
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