Miscarriage is no trivial matter!
The doctor, in frantic urgency, held the medicine box and sped towards Yingwu, saying: "Take her to the inner room, quickly lay your mistress down. She must not be moved any further!"
Yingwu carried Shen Hua and rushed inside, the curtains of the inner room swung open violently from the impact. Still, she moved steadily, trying her best not to jostle the girl.
Yingwu was entirely unwell, especially upon hearing those words about safeguarding the fetus.
Meanwhile, Xiaoqi had a complex expression, severely repressing the endless shock in his heart.
Miss Shen... is pregnant?
Who... whose is it?
The doctor, gasping for breath, trailed behind them with his medicine box.
Just by looking at Shen Hua dressed in fine satin and with servants around her, her black hair reaching down to her waist, one could still recognize her as an unmarried girl.
It's uncertain if she might be a concubine kept by some noble.
