The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

"Husband."

"Husband."

Hua Fushu hooked Ye Zelin's neck, pulled his head down, and pecked him gently, "Don't be angry."

Ye Zelin was only annoyed for a moment, but his anger quickly dissipated. How could he bear to be angry with Sheng Shuer.

He hugged Hua Fushu's waist tightly, as if he wanted to rub it into his bones, and pressed his lips to Hua Fushu's lips, tasting it briefly.

He picked up Hua Fushu and walked to the couch.

The next day, Hua Fushu took Nan Xing out, each carrying a hoe, and bought a thin coffin from the coffin shop, then went straight to the mass grave.

The mass grave was outside the city. Hua Fushu and Nan Xing traveled for more than an hour before arriving at the mass grave.

There are overgrown weeds all around, and the shrubs are half a foot high, growing one after another.

The stench was overwhelming and nauseating, and corpses were everywhere.

Wearing deodorizing facemasks, the two searched for a long time before they found a body covered with body spots and bloody flesh.

It's Xuechai.

The two put the body into a thin coffin, hammered nails to seal the coffin, found a quiet place nearby with birdsong, dug a hole, and buried the body.

Nan Xing complained while burying the earth, "Young Master, don't ask me to bury someone with you next time."

Hua Fushu had just finished writing the last word on the tombstone. She picked up the brush and glanced at Nan Xing, "You still want to see so many corpses buried for you next time."

"There's no better time than next time. This girl's body stinks. No, I'll have to take seven or eight showers before I can clean it."

Hua Fushu ignored Nan Xing and set up the tombstone.

Nan Xing filled a grave with soil and threw the hoe aside. He sat on the weeds and panted lightly, but he was exhausted.

He took a whiff of the smell on his body and instantly wrinkled his face, feeling disgusted.

Hua Fushu lit the incense and put it in place. While burning the paper money, she muttered, "Xuechai, you are a good girl. You should accept all the paper money I burned for you. Your princess is a good master. She can't come to collect your body." , I asked my mistress to collect your body. You died innocently in this life, which is really pitiful. You will definitely be reborn in a good and prosperous life in your next life."

When the two returned home, Nanxing took a shower and changed clothes. He washed three or four times and used a lot of bath beans to scrub, and finally changed into clean and fresh clothes before he was satisfied.

Hua Fushu was not as exaggerated as Nan Xing. After washing, she changed into a primrose-colored double-breasted skirt. She sat on the soft couch and Ren Sanqiao wiped her wet hair.

"Qiao'er, did mother say a few days ago that General Hu's mansion was going to hold a hundred-day banquet?" Hua Furu accidentally remembered that Mrs. Ouyang had mentioned the hundred-day banquet.

Sanqiao said: "General Hu's family has an eldest grandson. The Hu family's wife handed a message to Madam and invited her to a hundred-day banquet."

Hua Fushu asked, "When is the Hu family's 100-day banquet?"

"Eleven." Sanqiao replied.

Hua Fushu said calmly: "When you go back, go to Rongliyuan and tell your mother that I will go with her to the Hu family's Hundred Days Banquet."

Sanqiao was slightly startled, "Girl, you didn't like to go to dinner before."

Hua Fushu said: "It used to be the past, but now we can't be the same as before. Everything depends on our temperament. My sister-in-law is a month old and has difficulty moving. It's not my mother who goes to pay for the banquets and favors in each government, but it's me who goes."

Speaking of Dugu Lanxi, Sanqiao said again: "Girl, is Lady Dugu's delivery date coming soon?"

Hua Fushu calculated the due date of Dugu Lanxi's delivery, nodded and said, "My sister-in-law was conceived in June last year, and her due date is probably in early April."

Sanqiao wiped Hua Fushu's hair until it stopped dripping, and picked up a peach wood carved comb beside her with her little hand to comb Hua Fushu's messy long hair.

Her movements were very gentle, for fear of using too much force and hurting her girl.

Sanqiao's hands were very white, and Hua Fushu's hair became very soft, black and shiny after she took care of it.

"Yesterday, Sister Liuzhi came to chat with me. Sister Liuzhi said that Madam Dugu had prepared a lot of clothes for the young master who was about to be born, including silk and cotton, and many colors, such as lake blue, stolen blue, sapphire blue, lake green, etc. . Girl, do you think Mrs. Dugu is a young master?"

Hua Fushu tilted her head and looked at Sanqiao, "It was Liuzhi who asked you to ask if the baby in my sister-in-law's belly is a boy or a girl?"

There was a glint in Sanqiao's eyes. She sat next to Hua Fushu and asked, "Girl, can you tell whether the child in Madam Dugu's belly is a boy or a girl?"

Yesterday Liuzhi came to chat with her, gave her a box of moisturizing and beauty cream, and asked her to find out with her girl the gender of the child in the lonely lady's belly.

Her girl is a well-known miracle doctor and a close disciple of Lanling City Lord. She is proficient in gynecology and obstetrics. She can treat women's infertility and deliver babies. Diagnosing the gender of the fetus should not be a big deal. It can be diagnosed. That's it.

Hua Fushu gently pinched Sanqiao's cheek and showed a smile that was not pretty at all but also serious, "I don't know, your girl is not that capable."

In fact, a pregnant woman can probably determine the gender of her fetus through her pulse.

The accuracy is not high, only about 70% to 80%.

A few months ago, she diagnosed the gender of Dugulan's unborn child.

It's just that she has her own principles of what should be said and what should not be said.

A few years ago, she witnessed the tragedy of a pregnant woman.

This pregnant woman really wanted to have a son. When she was pregnant with her last child, the doctor told the pregnant woman that she was pregnant with a daughter. Because this pregnant woman had already given birth to several daughters and did not want to have another daughter, she took the abortion pill, resulting in one death and two deaths.

Since then, Hua Fushu secretly vowed not to tell the gender of the fetus easily.

When Dugu Lanxi asked whether the child was a boy or a girl, she could only explain that she could not diagnose it.

Because Dugu Lanxi was seriously injured, it was difficult for her to get pregnant, and it was particularly difficult for her to give birth to a child.

It was rare for her to get pregnant this time, so she naturally hoped it would be a son.

Hua Fushu also thought about telling Dugu Lanxi the gender of the child in her belly, but Dugu Lanxi was not in good health and was not in a good mood. Out of consideration for Dugu Lanxi's health, she did not tell her.

Sanqiao didn't believe it. She knew how superb Hua Fushu's medical skills were. She didn't believe that Hua Fushu couldn't diagnose whether Madam Dugu was pregnant with a young master or a young girl.

She hugged Hua Fushu's arm and said flatteringly: "Girl, you must have been diagnosed, right? Just tell Qiao'er, okay?"

Hua Fushu covered Sanqiao's face with her palm, "Not good."

Sanqiao took away the slap that Hua Fushu had placed on her face and said, "I understand, this slave."

Madam Dugu really hopes to give birth to a boy. If Madam Dugu is pregnant with a boy, if she tells Madam Dugu, she will be even happier.

But her girl couldn't tell. Madam Dugu is probably pregnant with a little girl, right?

If you tell Madam Lonely that she is carrying a little girl, and Madam Lonely wants a son so much, what if she knows that she is pregnant with a little girl, and the fetus moves?

Sanqiao thought that her girl had thought carefully, and Mrs. Dugu's body couldn't bear the blow now.

If the girl says she doesn’t know, then she doesn’t know either, so just tell Sister Liuzhi.