"But the queen said that she could drink it with just three fingers."

"this……"

Once the empress dowager was lifted out, Ouyang suddenly lost confidence.

Although he claimed to be a skilled medical skill, he really did not dare to speak loudly when facing the empress dowager who was not very good at medical skills.

She would never know how to let the empress dowager see a doctor. But when talking about various medical books and techniques, she could talk freely and express many insights.

It's a hell, too.

Ouyang sighed: "Okay."

What the empress dowager says is whatever she says.

The prescription of Mafei San is still improved by others.

The medicine has been prepared long ago and has been on the small stove and can be drunk at any time.

Qian'er personally brought the medicine in. The child was so painful that he couldn't stand and lay helplessly on the bed.

Shui Yijun sat beside the bed and handed her favorite snack.

However, the children were so distressed that they had no intention of eating.

"I feel now that there are a hundred axes pounding my stomach..." Her endurance was still strong, and she didn't shout, but she was weak and her voice was weak.

"The medicine is coming." Qian'er hurriedly brought the medicine bowl to her lips.

The child seemed to see a life-saving straw, and quickly supported his upper body, took the bowl, and poured it in one breath.

“It will take a while to take effect.”

"clear."

The child lay back and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Wenpo came over to check. Seeing her lying relaxedly, she fussed and said, "Second Your Highness, why are you still lying down? Get up quickly."

"What are you doing when you get up?" Qian'er asked.

“It’s better to have a child by standing.”

"Stand up with your mother!" The toddler was tortured by the pain, and his already irritable temper became even worse. He heard this and grabbed the pillow next to him and hit Wen Po's face, "Get out!"

Qian'er was funny and quickly waved her hand to the wife: "You go out, we are not here to stand and have a baby."

My mother had long said that there is no benefit in giving birth while standing.

It's great to lie down.

Wenpo went out in aggrieved manner.

She is good for the princess.

No matter how delicate the princess is, she has to give birth to a child by following the method left by her ancestors.

Another peaceful lady is very disciplined and dare not express her own opinions at will. She does everything according to her instructions. Qian'er asked her to check it again before she went over to check it.

"How many fingers did you?" Qian'er asked.

Wenpo was silent for a moment and said, "There are...six fingers."

"Go out your hands!"

The child hissed.

The method of checking is so painful and so shameless!

Why is it so painful and so unhappy to have a child?

The children are very sad.

Although the pain gradually dissipated after taking the medicine, I still couldn't help but shed tears.

Shui Yijun saw her tears falling down the corners of her eyes and falling to her cheeks. She was stunned for a moment, stretched out her fingers, wiped off the tears, and put them on her lips.

"Come and grab my hand, I will hurt with you." He whispered.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." The child sniffed, "Shui Yijun, you go out."

"I want to accompany you again."

"I don't want you to accompany you, I don't want you to see me like this. It's too ugly." The child stopped crying, only his eyes were red. It was not painful, but more embarrassed.

Shui Yijun smiled and said, "You are the little fairy sent by God to save me. How could I think you are ugly?"

He lowered his head and kissed her lips gently: "I feel pity for you when I see your tears."

She has always been so strong that she is timid and has a weak side.
Chapter completed!