Taking The Pulse

Doctor Zhang just happened to hear what Chu Yunyao said after the servant girl dragged him to the front of the expectant mother.

Looking closely, he saw that the person taking the pregnant woman's pulse was a little girl who looked only twelve or thirteen. She was thin and small, with yellow hair. Her face was covered with a white handkerchief, and her neat bangs covered her forehead, revealing only a pair of big black eyes. Her face looked serious.

"You're so young, yet you're talking nonsense. This concerns the lives of two people. How can you talk nonsense?"

The older man was full of righteousness and vigor.

When the pregnant woman saw that the famous Doctor Zhang had arrived and looked at the young lady checking her pulse, she seemed to have support. She endured the pain and said tremblingly, "Doctor Zhang, please save me, save my child."

Chu Yunyao said seriously, "Doctor, she's going to give birth. Hurry up and move her to another place. She can't possibly give birth on the streets, right?"

"Nonsense." Doctor Zhang squatted down and felt the pulse of the pregnant woman's other arm. "Her pulse is steady and strong. She was scared after getting hit by a horse. The fetus is only seven months old. A month ago, when I took her pulse, her pulse was stable. How can she give birth now?"

"Go to my clinic and get some medicine to protect the fetus. Go home and take good care of yourself. You'll be fine after lying in bed for a few days."

The old man took a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to the servant girl, "This is a painkiller. Hurry up and give it to your master. The pain will be relieved."

Chu Yunyao switched to another hand to feel the pregnant woman's pulse. Just as she was about to check the pregnant woman's eyes and tongue, she was stopped by the little servant girl beside the pregnant woman, "Young lady, I know you have good intentions, but Doctor Zhang's diagnosis is never wrong."

"Young Madam is still in a lot of pain. I'm going to feed her medicine. Please move aside and don't waste our time."

As she spoke, the maidservant pulled Chu Yunyao's hand away and helped the pregnant woman sit, who was in so much pain that her face was pale. She poured out a painkiller pill and fed it to the woman.

Chu Yunyao took a whiff of the painkiller pill and snatched it from her. She held it in her palm, "You can't take this medicine. Although Western medicine in the painkiller can relieve pain, it has a lot of side effects. It can cause nausea, vomiting, allergy, and drowsiness in pregnant women."

"Moreover, although her pulse was steady and strong, it lacked stamina and was a little unstable. The fetus was restless, which was a sign of premature labor. She needed to induce labor and give birth to the child as soon as possible."

Being scolded by a girl in front of everyone, the doctor was very angry and glared at her, "I've been a doctor for decades and have treated more patients than you have ever seen. How could I be wrong?"

"A life is at stake. Hurry up, hand over the painkiller, and let this lady take it. Are you going to watch her die from the pain?"

Seeing this, the servant girl rushed over to snatch the painkiller from Chu Yunyao's hand, but Nanny Rong, standing behind her, grabbed her arm in time.

It was not that Nanny Rong wanted to protect Chu Yunyao. Still, she recognized that the pregnant woman lying on the ground was Rong Yue, the wife of the head of the Bai family, and the young master of the Rong family had a good relationship with Mo Lingyuan.

If Rong Yue miscarried because of Chu Yunyao's pestering, then Chu Yunyao would be the culprit of the Rong and Bai families. The two families would turn against Mo Lingyuan.

By then, Mo Lingyuan would have lost such a powerful ally, the Rong Family. It would only be a matter of time before the Second Young Master took over the position of the Young Marshal.