Chapter 15: A False Alarm

Jiang Ning quickly said, "Doctor, please examine me more carefully."

The doctor felt a little unhappy when he heard this: "Miss, I have been practicing medicine for decades, can't I even diagnose whether it's a happy pulse or not?"

"I didn't mean to say that I don't trust you, just..."

"Old Feng, just examine her again!" Her stepfather spoke up.

The doctor obediently checked her pulse again. After a while, he was still adamant: "Miss, you are just weak. Just eat well and rest, and there is nothing else wrong."

He finished speaking and glanced at Jiang Ning's expression.

Jiang Ning resisted the urge to roll her eyes and stayed silent.

Jiang Ruobai, on the other hand, was overjoyed.

Lin Zizi gently smiled and said, "Ningning is just a child and doesn't understand these things. I've been there before. When I was pregnant with my eldest, I didn't feel anything. But when I was pregnant with Seventh Sister, I couldn't eat for three months because I was vomiting so much."

Jiang Ning said, "Actually, I feel like throwing up when I eat greasy food too, really."

"You just have a weak spleen and stomach," the doctor interrupted.

Jiang Ning glared at him.

The doctor silently lowered his head.

"Hahaha!" Jiang Ruobai was overjoyed, patting his chest, "False alarm, false alarm."

Jiang Ning asked, "If I were pregnant, you wouldn't want to kill me for ruining the family reputation, would you?"

"What are you thinking, child." Jiang Ruobai had a full smile and was in a great mood, "As long as it's not Old Man Li's child, everything is negotiable."

Jiang Ning touched her chin and pondered secretly.

Could it be that Jiang Ruobai knew Old Man Li?

Old Man Li was short and fat, looking much older than the gentle and elegant Jiang Ruobai.

Jiang Ruobai smiled and said, "Ningning, you will stay here for the next few days. I will find a nanny to teach you the rules. In two days, you will follow your sisters into the palace to meet the Empress and the imperial concubines."

Jiang Ning made a bitter face: "People say that entering the palace is like entering a deep abyss. Why are you pushing me into the fire pit?"

Jiang Ruobai said, "Silly girl, Prince Yu moved out of the palace last year. If you don't get selected properly, that's when you'll really enter a deep abyss."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you enter the palace."

What a mess, she didn't answer what she asked at all.

She was too lazy to think about whether to be selected or not.

What she was struggling with now was whether she was pregnant or not.

If she wasn't pregnant, going to the selection wouldn't be a big deal. After all, she couldn't be chosen, so she could treat it like a one-day tour of the Imperial Palace. No normal man would choose a cripple as a wife.

But if she was pregnant and it was discovered...

That could be a matter of losing her head.

She had been in this world for more than two months, and she hadn't had her period once. She also felt breast swelling and nausea when she smelled oil and meat. If it wasn't pregnancy, what could it be?

Besides, Doctor Feng just now looked dishonest and unreliable.

Jiang Ning thought for a moment and decided to find another doctor for a thorough diagnosis.

If it wasn't pregnancy but some other incurable disease, that would be even worse.

In order to find another doctor, she needed money first.

Now her pockets were truly cleaner than her face.

She didn't have a single penny.

"Dad," while Lin Zizi was not paying attention, Jiang Ning pulled Jiang Ruobai aside and whispered, "Lend me some money."

"Money? Oh, I didn't bring any money with me. Just tell the housekeeper, ask her to advance some silver taels from your account." Jiang Ruobai didn't think much of it, "Seventh Sister, you stay in the mansion and accompany your mother to rest well. Dad has to go to the palace to arrange things and find a good nanny for you."

He left in a hurry.

Jiang Ning turned and saw Lin Zizi sitting under the porch holding a round fan, looking infatuated, and seemed to be muttering something to herself.