At this point, Du Shinan held his beard and said, "Deficiency in Yin blood and septicemia caused low blood count. Thus, the fetus is undernourished and unsettled. Under these circumstances, such cases usually start off with extrely weak and hardly detectable fetal pulse and may not be realized until it’s too late. Luckily, we found out earlier and managed to save the baby for the ti being. I’ll give you so dicine to stabilize the pregnancy—you’ll take so first and then we’ll see how it goes."
He was prescribing top-grade dicine to stabilize pregnancies. If Xinya continued to have blood issues after taking them, it was likely that this baby wouldn’t survive. If things improved, the pregnancy could be stabilized with continued treatnt.
However, he didn’t tell Xinya this in order to not pressurize her.
It was just that according to the condition of Xinya’s body and the overworking, fatigue, and sadness, it was indeed a miracle that the baby survived till now.
However, he then thought that Xinya probably took quite a bit of dicinal cuisines before this.
"Grandpa Du, is my pregnancy a dangerous one and it’s unknown if I can keep the baby?"
It wasn’t the first ti Wen Xinya heard such a diagnosis. Previously, when Ning Shuqian faked her pregnancy and Luo Le ca to read her pulse, this was exactly the diagnosis made.
At that ti, Luo Le had also said that such a pregnancy was unlikely to make it.
Although Grandpa Du described her condition on the surface, she could detect so unsaid caution which made her anxious.
Du Shinan said, "The difficulty of your pregnancy is that it’s prone to miscarriage. The baby is safe for the ti being—though precarious, it’s likely to survive with so pregnancy stabilizing pills. Additionally, keeping yourself in a good mood and ntal state are also crucial factors to keeping the baby."
Du Shinan was stating the facts without exaggeration or hiding anything.
Wen Xinya still looked slightly grim.
Du Shinan’s palm landed on her head. "Depressing thoughts are discouraged during pregnancy—it’s bad for the blood, and insufficient blood won’t sustain the baby—it’s taboo." Then, he continued saying, "If you’re going to stay at this psychological state, I’ll advise you to get rid of the baby sooner to save yourself of the pain and implicate the people around you to worry about you."
He wasn’t polite at all, yet was indeed speaking the truth.
Wen Xinya pulled herself together as she hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, I want to keep this baby."
Perhaps, this was the only chance to have a child in her life. No matter what, she was going to try her best to keep the child at all costs.
Du Shinan nodded and smiled. "Since you want to keep the baby, be good, nurse your pregnancy with a calm mind, and stop sulking in the future. After all, you’re my disciple. Unless you don’t trust my dical skills?"
At this point, Du Ruo interrupted and said, "Also, there’s —Xinya, did you forget that my strength is in health supplents? With and Grandpa, the cross-generational prestigious Traditional Chinese dicine practitioners, your baby will definitely be safe."
Once she got back, she would research the dicinal cuisines that were most suited for Xinya.
Du Shinan stared at her. "Based on you—still dare to call yourself a prestigious Traditional Chinese dicine practitioner, totally unabashed."
However, he agreed with her.
Although Ruoruo’s dical skills didn’t match up to him, she wasn’t too far behind. Although she wasn’t interested in the diagnosis and treatnt of illnesses, his skills were still sohow passed down. Also, Ruoruo’s younger brother was also intelligent—although he was still young and it was unknown if he was interested in Traditional Chinese dicine, he had also tried his best to groom him.
Du Ruo stuck her tongue out at Grandpa.
Wen Xinya couldn’t help but laugh, distinguishing her depressed mood. "Grandpa Du, Ruoruo, I’ll have to trouble you guys in the future."
With Ruoruo and Grandpa Du’s dical skills, she might not lose this baby—she need not worry unduly.
It was already God’s greatest blessing that she got pregnant. If she still couldn’t keep the baby despite her best efforts, she was just not fated to be with this child—it was pointless being so eager and anxious.
Seeing that Wen Xinya finally got out of her depressed mood, Si Yiyan also couldn’t help but feel relieved. "I’m always here no matter what."
Old Mr. Du’s words ant that he was certain, just that he still had so reservations. Thus, he wasn’t worried that they wouldn’t be able to keep this baby.
Just then, Du Shinan said, "However, Xin girl, you’ve gotta be ntally prepared. Your blood is too undernourished—not only will this pregnancy be difficult, but you’ll also suffer quite a bit."
No one could understand the won’s hardship of being pregnant.
This also gave rise to the nobility of mothers.
Wen Xinya nodded with a determined expression. "I got it."
She had already long been ntally prepared.
At this point, Old Mr. Mo said mildly, "Aren’t you a prestigious Traditional Chinese dicine expert known for your extraordinary dical skills? We’ll just entrust Xinya’s health to you—cut all that nonsense." Following that, he looked towards Wen Xinya, his harsh face turning gentler. "Nurse your pregnancy well and don’t think too much. Although not much can be said of this old foggy’s character, you can bank on his dical skills. He had also said the sa things to your Granny and mother previously."
Du Shinan obviously felt confident, yet he just had to say so aningless words of caution—Old Mr. Mo was rather unhappy with this old foggy scaring his granddaughter.
Of course, he also knew that for pulse reading, no matter what, Traditional Chinese dicine practitioners would speak with reservations—even if they were 100% sure, they would conceal part of it.
Taken aback, Wen Xinya suddenly realized that Grandpa Du was extrely certain and rely spoke with reservations.
However, Du Shinan got angry. He stared at Old Mr. Mo, just short of flying into a rage. "Old Foggy Mo, you better explain what do you an by having an ill character. I really wonder what did I owe you in my past life—the three generations of your Mo Family are all hard to handle. Not only do I need to ensure all of your health, but even childbearing is also under —has it been easy for ? Despite being taken for a ride by your Mo Family for half of my life, you’re actually still being ungrateful..."
Thinking about how he had been screwed by Old Foggy Mo for half his life, Du Shinan couldn’t help but feel sorry for himself.
Old Mr. Mo raised his brows. "You’re too loud. Xinya is pregnant and needs to rest in peace."
The statent made Du Shinan instantly retracted all of his anger. He puffed and stared at Old Mr. Mo, wanting to say, "You can do whatever you want, I don’t care—I quit!"
However, thinking about how Xinya was his disciple and also Ruoruo’s good friend, her health issues would eventually go back to him. Saying these words would be akin to slapping himself.
Wen Xinya couldn’t help but look sympathetically at Grandpa Du.
Grandpa Du had argued with and been bullied by Grampy for his whole life.
Grandpa Du was jumping with rage and Grampy was calm and unmoved—such frustration was only understood by Grandpa Du.
Old Mr. Mo looked at Wen Xinya and said, "Give the dicine a try and see how it goes. If the pregnancy stabilizing effects are obvious, you’ll move to the Mo Family to nurse your pregnancy. It’s not ideal to keep staying in the hospital."
Old Mr. Mo’s words made sense. The Wen Family had Old Mrs. Wen who was endlessly stirring things up and was naturally not a good place to nurse her pregnancy. Both Xinya and Ninth Si were youngsters and he didn’t feel safe for them to be staying alone. Over at the Mo Family, there were Mother He and Mother Jiang who had served Yuqian and Yunyao previously, were extrely experienced, and could definitely take good care of Xinya.
Wen Xinya naturally understood Grampy’s concerns and nodded. "Okay!"
Si Yiyan also had no comnts. Old Mr. Mo’s suggestion was precisely what he was thinking—moreover, the Mo Family was also nearer to the Du Family.
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