Su Qingyu's heart froze, remembering her mother's miscarriage and death in her previous life.

He asked in panic: "How long have you been hurting? Have you seen a doctor?"

Pearl said, "I've already consulted a doctor, but he couldn't tell me the cause."

Su Qingyu quickly went to Ziweiyuan. Aunt Bai beside Lin was taking care of her in front of the bed.

"How's it going?" Su Qingyu stepped forward and asked softly.

Looking at the bed again, Lin was already asleep, her face was paler than usual and she looked tired.

Aunt Bai lowered the curtain and signaled Su Qingyu to go out and talk.

The two of them left the bedroom and stopped in the banquet room. Aunt Bai said in a low voice: "Old Doctor Xu came to see it and didn't say anything about it. He only said that it might be caused by fetal movement."

"I was worried, so I invited Dr. Wang from Yong'an Hall. His words were exactly the same as Dr. Xu's."

Su Qingyu frowned and asked, "Has the food used by mother been checked? Could it be poisoning?"

Aunt Bai said: "I asked Doctor Wang to check it, and there is nothing unusual."

"And now Madam's food is cooked by ourselves in our small kitchen, and the mother-in-law who cooks knows it all. Madam doesn't see many guests now, who can poison her without being noticed by the doctor?"

Su Qingyu turned her head and looked in the direction of the inner room, with a worried look on her face, "What should we do now?"

Nanny Bai said, "The doctor prescribed some medicine, and Madam has already taken it. I think she slept well, so why don't we wait another night?"

Su Qingyu pursed her lower lip tightly, her face tensed, and she pondered for a moment before saying: "Send people out to hire a few more doctors. As long as you can pay for them, they will be invited."

"Dr. Chen, who had previously treated my mother's pregnancy in Zhuangzi, also sent people to the Lin family to invite her over."

She didn't dare to wait. Who knew what would happen tonight.

If she was really poisoned or seriously ill, one night's delay would cost her mother's life.

Aunt Bai said yes and went out to deliver the message.

Su Qingyu walked in quietly and sat down beside Lin's bed. I secretly prayed to God to keep my mother safe. If she can't save her mother in another life, then what's the use of her being reborn.

Mrs. Lin did not sleep peacefully and frowned from time to time, so Su Qingyu held her hand.

Throughout the afternoon, waves of doctors came and left in Ziweiyuan. The stories were pretty much the same, they all said it might be caused by fetal movement.

Dr. Chen also said that this situation can only be looked at first, maybe it will be better tomorrow.

The movement in Ziwei Garden also alarmed Su Chengye and the old lady.

Su Chengye came to take a look, gave a few instructions and left. The old lady sat outside, twisting small leaf Buddhist beads in her hands and chanting scriptures, praying to the Bodhisattva to bless her grandson to be safe.

Su Qingyu listened but felt depressed. Her father and grandmother were only thinking about this child.

In the evening, after the old lady left, Aunt Lian took Su Shunci to see Mrs. Lin.

Lin had been in a coma the whole time, and the pain seemed to have eased a lot.

At night, Aunt Lian sent someone to send Su Shunci back and coaxed Su Qingyu to go to bed. She and her servants stayed by the bed to take care of her carefully.

Su Qingyu went to the big kang in the banquet room to spend the night.

Early the next morning, Su Qingyu was washing up when she heard Aunt Lian exclaim, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Su Qingyu threw away the cotton towel in her hand and walked quickly to the inner room.

Mrs. Lin was seen curled up on the bed, her hands covering her abdomen, and her forehead dripping with cold sweat.

"Mom, how are you? Does it hurt?"

"Go and call the doctor, hurry up."

Jade ran out as fast as she could.

Before the doctor came, Pearl came in and reported, "Miss, Wen Zhu, who is with Mr. Shen, said he was ordered to give you something."

Su Qingyu couldn't care about these things at this time, and told Zhenzhu: "Go see Wenzhu, just accept whatever he gives, and thank me for me."

After a while, Dr. Xu hurried over.

After taking the pulse, Dr. Xu frowned and said, "Miss, I'm sorry that I'm not very knowledgeable, but I really can't understand my wife's illness."

"If we can invite the royal doctor to take a look at Madam, there might be a way."

Su Qingyu raised her feet and walked to the study room in the outer courtyard. She wanted to find Su Chengye.

"Father, could you please ask a doctor? My mother was in severe pain just now."

When Su Qingyu entered, Su Chengye had just left the court, and Gu Ruoyun was serving him chicken soup.

When Su Chengye heard that Mrs. Lin was in severe pain, he frowned at first, showing a bit of worry. Then asked: "What did the doctor say?"

Su Qingyu said anxiously: "Doctor Xu can't figure out what's going on. Can father ask an imperial doctor to come and give mother a good look?"

There was a hint of prayer in her tone, hoping that Su Chengye could quickly bring back a doctor.

Su Chengye hesitated and said, "The imperial doctor treats the emperor and his concubines. How can I invite him as a father?"

Su Qingyu frowned and looked at him, knowing that he didn't want to help.

"Father, mother is still pregnant with a child, can you bear to see both mother and child killed?"

"Don't delay any longer. Go and ask for the imperial doctor. As for how much favor you need to pay back then, I will double it."

Gu Ruoyun's expression changed when he heard this, and he stepped forward to persuade: "Miss, please don't make it difficult for the Marquis. The affairs in the court are complicated and complicated. It is inconvenient for the Marquis to speak, so how can we force him?"

She felt faintly excited when she heard what Su Qingyu said. If Mrs. Lin lost two lives, wouldn't there be hope for her son?

Su Qingyu looked at Gu Ruoyun coldly, walked up to her, picked up the chicken soup on the desk, and threw it directly on her face.

The chicken soup is not piping hot, but the temperature is not low either.

The greasy chicken soup dripped down Gu Ruoyun's head and cheeks to the ground. There was a string of egg yolk that had never seen the light of day in the chicken soup, which fell directly on her head.

Gu Ruoyun wanted to curse and scream, but the greasy feeling made her unable to open her mouth.

Su Qingyu stared at Gu Ruoyun with sharp eyes and said coldly: "If anything happens to my mother, whether it has anything to do with you or not, I will let you be buried with her."

She looked at Su Chengye again, "Forget it if father doesn't want to help. I'll go ask Mrs. Shen."

She believed that Mrs. Shen would definitely help her. If Mrs. Shen opened her mouth, it would not be a problem to find an imperial doctor.

Su Qingyu turned around and pushed open the study door. Gu Ruoyun's scream suddenly came from behind her, "Ah, come quickly, help me change my clothes."

For a moment, everyone in the study was on their backs.

"Come here, prepare the car, I'm going out." Su Qingyu ordered in a loud voice.

Before the carriage was ready, butler Su Zhong led the two of them over.

"Miss, Mr. Shen Ge is here."

Su Qingyu was startled when she saw the person coming, "Third Master, why are you here?"

Shen Zhixiu, wearing a dark mink cloak, was looking at her, with Mr. Zhou behind him.

"I heard that my aunt is sick, so I brought Mr. Zhou to check on her."

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