Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Of course Mu Yingbao knew that he was comforting himself. In this modern world where everything is based on science, there are still pregnant women who are hoping for the best. Besides, this is ancient times.

If one of the three pregnant women could listen to the interests involved and agree to terminate the pregnancy, that would be a very good result. The only thing to worry about is that all three would insist on giving birth to the baby.

That means that there will most likely be three unfortunate children born into this world, and three poor mothers will have to bear pressure that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Mu Yingbao immediately thought of Ke'er's mother Chunrong and the mother and son Lian Qing.

These two mother and son pairs are brave enough as mothers, and they dare to fight against fate for their children.

Of course, they were also lucky enough to find the right person to ask for help.

But what about others who are in similar situations? They may not all be so lucky.

Even if Mu Yingbao could arrange for someone to guard the three pregnant women and wait for their babies to be born,

If there is anything unusual, help them.

However, being able to protect their lives and the children's lives does not mean that she can solve all the problems that come later.

She had no way of guaranteeing what the condition of their child would be when he was born.

Because there are many possibilities and unknowns.

No matter how skilled she is as a doctor, or how brave and confident she is, she is not omnipotent and cannot cure every symptom.

Some babies have congenital diseases that cannot be cured even with the advanced medical equipment, instruments and drugs available in modern times.

"Give them some time to think about it. If it still doesn't work after three days, I will go and persuade them again." Mu Yingbao sighed and said heavily.

Pregnant women, from the moment they know they are pregnant, have already been looking forward to the future. They are full of joy and expectation, but now they are told that the child may not be okay and asked to be ruthless and not want the child in their belly, no one can accept it.

Always give them time to calm down and think, and don't push them too hard, as that would be too cruel to them.

Xue Wenyu stood up and looked at his wife's sad face. He felt even sadder, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

He simply sat beside her, put his arm around her shoulders, and let her lean into his arms.

"Don't be too sad. There are many things that are beyond your and my control." Xue Wenyu whispered.

The person in his arms nodded; "I know, I've understood it for a long time, but I don't know why I just feel uncomfortable."

"Would you like me to lie down with you for a while? Or would you like to eat some watermelon? Let the guy from Niu Ding send them some Kunzhou watermelons and melons." Xue Wenyu was anxious and saw the melons next to the ice basin in the corner.

"Okay, let's eat melon." Mu Yingbao naturally understood that he wanted to change the subject, and because she didn't want him to worry about her, she responded.

Xue Wenyu immediately stood up, picked up the watermelon, cut it in half with a knife, found a spoon and put them in front of her.

"Please sit at the table and eat." Mu Yingbao stood up and walked over.

The couple sat opposite each other at the table. Mu Yingbao took the spoon and scooped a spoonful from the middle of the watermelon. When she looked up, she saw him looking at her. "Isn't there still half left?"

"I like to ask you to eat half of it." Xue Wenyu said with a smile.

Mu Yingbao smiled and handed the melon pulp in the spoon to his mouth.

Xue Wenyu shook his head; "You take the first bite."

"You eat." Mu Yingbao did not take his hand back.

The flesh in the center of the watermelon is the essence of the whole watermelon. The most important thing is that there are no seeds there. Both of them want to give the best to each other.

In the past, Xue Wenyu always gave her the food to eat.

But this time, Mu Yingbao did not take her hand back. Seeing that she insisted, Xue Wenyu lowered his head and took a small bite. This time, Mu Yingbao smiled and ate what was left on the spoon.

"Smell, it's really sweet." Mu Yingbao said as he took another spoonful and fed him.

He took a bite, then took a bite himself, and half the watermelon was quickly finished.

"Another half?" Xue Wenyu reached out to take the remaining half.

"You eat it, I can't eat anymore." Mu Yingbao handed the spoon in her hand to Xue Wenyu, but he didn't take it, making it clear that if she didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it either.

"Wait for Nanzhu to come in and give her something to eat." Mu Yingbao said as he stood up and went to the washbasin to wash his hands.

Xue Wenyu rushed forward and rushed to help her with the water.

The two of them left the tent and went to Hua Wuwei's big tent, where they were already making dumplings.

Nanzhu, Linchuan and the others all put on aprons.

Hua Wuwei was very happy that he had several ready-made helpers to make dumplings.

Of course, the dumplings are only for the two masters and a few close friends.

The meals for other people are prepared by several other cooks. No matter whether they cook rice, dry food or stir-fried dishes at night, it will definitely not be dumplings.

Seeing that there were enough people, Mu Yingbao and the other two did not help. They stood there for a while and then walked out.

"After a few rains in autumn, mushrooms and hazelnuts will be harvested." Looking at the forest in the distance, Mu Yingbao said longingly.

"We must dry more this year so that we can have more chicken stewed with mushrooms." Xue Wenyu's brows knitted together as soon as he said this, because he saw Prefect Qian trotting over with his official robe in his hand. The wife's mood had just improved a little, and she didn't know what to say when the prefect came over! "Madam, Madam." Prefect Qian started to greet her before he even arrived.

However, from his tone, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

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No wonder Prefect Qian was so excited. Now he had people, medicine, food and supplies. If he needed anything, they would be delivered to him.

"Madam, I have just led people to do some statistics. From this morning till now, the death toll has dropped a lot, only 27 people." Prefect Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and told excitedly.

The situation has not only improved but also stabilized. The death toll has not doubled or increased, and has dropped from twenty to ten digits.

"Among these twenty-seven people, are most of them elderly and children?" Mu Yingbao still couldn't be happy after hearing the news.

For her, the best thing is a 100% cure rate and zero mortality rate.

Seeing her reaction, Prefect Qian suddenly realized that it was inappropriate for him to do this. After all, there were more than 20 lives at stake, and he was actually very excited and happy!

However, this is double the previous number, with the death toll reaching up to ten, which is really good news!

"To answer your question, madam, yes." Prefect Qian was completely in awe of this first-rank lady in front of him.

When counting the dead, almost all of them were old people and young children, with only

Both of them were already ill.

"Have you confirmed with other nearby state capitals to see if any abnormal deaths have occurred?" Mu Yingbao asked worriedly.

Because, before the confinement, some people in Yudong City were timid and afraid of death and sneaked out. "Madam, I communicate with the nearby prefectures twice a day, and I have also checked the people who escaped from Yudong. I have isolated and screened them, but no one infected with the epidemic was found, so they were not escorted back." Prefect Qian told very seriously.

Mu Yingbao nodded in relief. "We still can't be careless in the next few days. Wait a few more days, and the epidemic will be under control. Then we can withdraw the soldiers."

"Madam, once the epidemic is under control, will you and the Duke leave and return to Beijing immediately? Can you stay for a few more days?" Prefect Qian asked cautiously, looking anxiously at Xue Wenyu.