Chapter 112 Pregnancy Protection
"Young Madam, you wanted to see me."
The cook from Tiqi Courtyard, with a coarse cloth scarf around her waist, swaggered in from outside.
Because I had just steamed whitefish at noon, there were still a few scales on its body that I hadn't had time to clean.
As soon as she entered, she brought a faint fishy smell, which made Jiang Wansu's stomach churn, and she vomited some clear water.
The cook, seeing this, quickly took two steps back and subconsciously wiped her hands on her coarse cloth scarf.
Jiang Wansu wiped her mouth, and seeing her retreating movement, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger: "Don't you know that I'm pregnant and can't stand the smell of meat? Why did you still make steamed fish and fish soup?"
"And what is that stir-fried vegetable dish? It's so bland, how can anyone eat it?"
Upon hearing this, the cook tiptoed to look at the fish soup that had been pushed away on the table, and frowned slightly: "You didn't tell me that I couldn't eat meat, did you? Besides, the steamed fish and fish soup are both fresh, the most nourishing, and suitable for pregnant women to eat."
"You think it's easy to make fish soup, after scraping off the scales and removing the bones?"
"And the young mistress says she can't eat meat, but at the same time she says that vegetarian dishes are bland. She can't eat meat, and she can't eat vegetarian dishes. How are we supposed to serve her?"
The cook's sharp rebuke only made Jiang Wansu, who was already somewhat irritated, even angrier.
"Is this how you talk to the master of the house? Is there nothing else in the small kitchen besides yams and Chinese cabbage?"
As she got angry, she felt a slight stinging pain in her lower abdomen, but she was too angry to pay attention to it at the moment.
In the past few days, she has been disliked and suppressed by everyone, and even threatened by Xie Qi.
She couldn't handle others, but when did it become possible for even a cook in the Xie family to lecture her?
Jiang Wansu reached out and grabbed the soup bowl containing fish soup, then slammed it to the ground.
With a clang, the room fell silent for a moment.
Jiang Wansu said, "Let me ask you, the young master doesn't like to eat fish, and I also find it too fishy, so why is there fish in the small kitchen of Tiqi Courtyard every day?"
"Whose fish do you like to eat, the master's, mine, or you treacherous servants who disobey your master?"
"Young Madam, you are truly heartless to say such a thing."
Upon hearing this, the cook stiffened her neck and said, "What's wrong with a pregnant woman eating some river delicacies? Otherwise, what would you like to eat? Ginseng from Northeast China, abalone from the South China Sea, tribute goose from Huaiyang, or silver ear fungus from the Qinling Mountains?"
The cook curled her lip: "If you want to eat those things, you should at least consider your status, shouldn't you? Those are things only the Emperor himself is entitled to enjoy, you..."
With a flick of her eyelids, the cook's eyes were full of disdain.
She didn't even want to cook that fish; it was troublesome and required constantly monitoring the heat. If the doctor hadn't said that the young mistress was weak and needed nourishment, she wouldn't have bothered with the effort.
Now look what's happened, we've been slandered by some fickle woman...
The cook flicked her sleeve, glanced at Jiang Wansu sideways, and walked out with utter contempt.
That one glance was like a bucket of ice water suddenly poured down on a freezing winter day, making Jiang Wansu's teeth chatter uncontrollably.
It felt like being stripped naked in public, humiliating and helpless.
"you……"
She took a step forward, wanting to curse the cook a few more times, but suddenly felt a surge of heat flowing out from below.
She stopped abruptly, her expression blank for a moment, staring blankly at the ground beneath her.
“Zitang…”
Jiang Wansu called out softly to Zitang, and said in a panic, "I...I...I've started bleeding."
After saying that, her voice trembled with tears: "Call a doctor, quick, call a doctor."
Zi Tang replied and hurriedly ran outside.
Xueqing, who was standing to the side, was also startled and quickly went to find Xie Xuchuan.
Jiang Wansu's pregnancy was already unstable. First, she received news of Cui Yulin's death, which dealt her a heavy blow. Then, she was troubled and worried about figuring out her future.
Although she has now married into the Xie family, she has no peace every day, and this pregnancy is naturally very dangerous.
Jiang Wansu stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch. She gently held her lower abdomen with her hand, crying like a child.
She had already gone this far for Yu Lin's sake; she truly couldn't lose this child.
The blood beneath him slowly spread, and Xie Xuchuan, upon emerging from the scene, was also taken aback.
He rushed forward, picked the person up, and carefully placed them on the bed.
"Xuchuan, Xuchuan..."
Jiang Wansu tugged at Xie Xuchuan's sleeve, her hands leaving sweaty welts: "Xuchuan, I'm scared..."
"Don't be afraid, Wansu, don't be afraid, the child will be alright."
Xie Xuchuan, who had been immersed in the past all day, suddenly felt a surge of guilt when he saw Jiang Wansu in such a sorry state. The guilt that had been quietly dissipating in his heart suddenly fermented and swelled up, filling him with a deep sense of indebtedness towards Cui Yulin.
Looking at the emaciated Jiang Wansu, Xie Xuchuan couldn't help but grab her hand: "Wansu, you must pull through, otherwise how will I face Yulin when I'm in the afterlife?"
His tears fell drop by drop into Jiang Wansu's palm. Jiang Wansu looked at him and also shed tears, saying, "Xu Chuan, stay with me, I'm so scared..."
"I'm so afraid that the last connection between me and Yulin in this world will also disappear."
No, it won't.
Xie Xuchuan said, "I will stay by your side until the child is born. If it is a boy, let him learn to weave from Uncle Cui and inherit the family's weaving workshop in the future."
"If it's a daughter, I'll leave her three or five shops so she can have a grand wedding in the future."
Xie Xuchuan wiped away his tears: "This is all I owe Yu Lin, and I will definitely make it up to him."
Jiang Wansu touched her lower abdomen, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain: "Yes, you owe him, so Xu Chuan, you must help me keep the baby... keep the baby..."
Xie Xuchuan nodded, comforting Jiang Wansu repeatedly.
Huichuntang was not close to the Xie family, and it took Zitang most of the day to invite Doctor Yan from Huichuntang.
"Dr. Yan, please take a look."
The old man with a full white beard reached out to Jiang Wansu's wrist: "Young mistress's pulse is deep, thin, and slippery, and weak when pressed hard. This is due to the disruption of the Qi mechanism, which has caused damage to the fetus."
"If we cannot save the pregnancy in time, there is a risk of miscarriage."
Upon hearing this, Xie Xuchuan grabbed the doctor's hand: "Dr. Yan, please help me, you must save the child in her womb."
"Don't worry, Young Master Xie, I will do my best."
After administering acupuncture to Jiang Wansu, Doctor Yan said, "I have prescribed a hemostatic formula for the eldest young mistress, and I have also prescribed donkey-hide gelatin soup. This donkey-hide gelatin soup is used to strengthen the waist and stabilize the fetus. One dose should be taken every day for seven consecutive days."
"Doctor Yan, what do you think of this child..."
Doctor Yan paused for a moment: "I will prescribe some external medicine for the eldest young mistress. You should put this medicine in a cloth bag, steam it every day, and place it on the eldest young mistress's abdomen."
"In addition, during this period, the young mistress must not be angered or disturbed again. If there is bleeding again during the medication period, you should send someone to send me away."
Xie Xuchuan nodded with red eyes. Zi Tang pursed her lips and remained silent, then went to brew the medicine efficiently.
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