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MTL - Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace-Chapter 15 false alarm
Chapter 15 A false alarm
Jiang Ning hurriedly said: "Doctor, you can take a closer look."
Lang Zhong was a little unhappy when he heard it: "Girl, this old man has been practicing medicine for decades, can't he even diagnose whether the hi pulse is not?"
"It didn't mean I didn't trust you, just..."
"Lao Feng, I'll see you again if I ask you to get a consultation!" Cheap Daddy spoke.
Lang Zhong honestly re-diagnosed the pulse, and after a while, he was still decisive: "The girl is really just weak, just eat well and take care of it, there is no other problem."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Ning's expression.
Jiang Ningqiang resisted the thought of rolling his eyes and said nothing.
Jiang Ruobai was happy.
Lin Zizi smiled softly: "Ning Ning is just a child and doesn't understand these things. I've come here, and I didn't feel anything when I was the eldest. But when I gave birth to Xiao Qi, I vomited for three months and couldn't eat. "
Jiang Ning: "Actually, I feel like vomiting when I eat greasy food, really."
"You just have a deficiency of the spleen and stomach." Lang Zhong interjected.
Jiang Ning glared at him.
Lang Zhong silently lowered his head.
"Hahaha!" Jiang Ruobai was extremely happy, patted his chest, "A false alarm, a false alarm."
Jiang Ning asked: "If I am pregnant, you won't think I'm corrupt and want to kill me, right?"
"What are you thinking, child." Jiang Ruobai smiled and was in a good mood, "As long as you are not pregnant with Lao Li's baby, everything is easy to say."
Jiang Ning touched his chin and pondered.
Could it be that Jiang Ruobai knew Lao Li Tou?
Old Li has a short and fat head, and looks much older than the gentle and elegant Jiang Ruobai.
Jiang Ruobai smiled and said, "Ning Ning, you are living here for the past two days, and I will invite a nanny to teach you the rules. After two days, you will enter the palace with your two sisters and give the empress and imperial concubine to them. Take a look."
Jiang Ning's face was bitter: "People say that the gate of the palace is as deep as the sea. Why did you push me into the fire pit?"
Jiang Ruobai said: "Silly boy, King Yu left the palace last year. If you don't wait for the election well, it will be as deep as the sea when you enter the palace."
"What's the meaning?"
"Don't worry, I won't let you into the palace."
What a mess, and the answer is not what she asked.
She didn't bother to think about choosing a concubine or not.
What she is struggling with now is whether she is pregnant or not.
If you’re not pregnant, it’s okay to go to the election, and you won’t be elected anyway, just take a day trip to the palace. As long as it is a normal man, it is impossible to choose a lame man as a wife.
But if she is pregnant, she will be found out again.
That might just be a brain-dropping thing.
She has been traveling for more than two months now, and she hasn't had a menstrual period yet. Her **** are bloated, and she smells sour bacon. It's not pregnancy, what else could it be?
Not to mention that Feng Lang was so rude just now, no matter how he looked at it, it was not very reliable.
Jiang Ning thought about it and decided to go to another doctor for a good diagnosis.
If it wasn't for pregnancy, or some other terminal illness, it would be over.
If you want to find another doctor, you must first have money.
She is really cleaner than her face now.
Not a single penny.
"Father," while Lin Zizi was not paying attention, Jiang Ning pulled Jiang Ruobai and whispered, "Lend me some money."
"Money? Oh, I don't have any money with me. Tell the old lady in charge and tell her to pay you some silver taels in advance." Jiang Ruobai didn't take it seriously, "Xiao Qi'er, you are with you in the house. Mother, take a good rest, father has to go to the palace to do some work, and then pick a good mother for you."
He hurried away.
Jiang Ning turned around and saw Lin Zizi sitting under the porch again, holding a fan, looking bewildered, as if he was still muttering something.
(end of this chapter)