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Chapter 1195: Chapter 1201: Scratching One’s Face (5)

Du Wanqing covered her face, biting her lips fiercely.

Having a son would rely qualify her to beco a concubine, but what if she bore a daughter? Moreover, becoming a concubine was never her goal; she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke An’s Mansion and rightfully should be Mo Zili’s official wife. However, all this was predicated on Mo Zili’s full support for her. Now that her face was disfigured, would Mo Zili still love her as he did before? After all, it was her beauty that had ensnared his heart in the first place!

The Imperial Physician followed the old maid into the room. After setting down the dicine chest, he approached Du Wanqing, saying with a pleasant expression, “Madam, please extend your arm so that I can check your pulse again and see if your fetus is stable now?”

Du Wanqing raised her head, speaking anxiously, “Before checking the pulse, Doctor, could you please look at my face? Will these cuts scar, and is there good dicine available for scar removal?”

Doctor Zhang rubbed his eyes and, after examining the scratched little face for a while, sighed and said, “Miss, your wounds are deep, and I’m afraid they will scar.”

Du Wanqing cried out uncontrollably, “No, Imperial Physician, my face cannot be scarred. Please prescribe an elixir for scar removal, no matter the cost. As long as these scars are gone, I will reward you handsoly…”

Doctor Zhang replied, “There are indeed elixirs for scar removal, but as the saying goes, every dicine has its poison. Your fetus is already unstable, and if you were to use this scar removal elixir, it’s highly likely that you would lose the child. It would be better to wait until after the birth to use it!”

“Would it still be effective by then?” Du Wanqing asked cautiously, her eyes filled with hopeful expectancy.

Doctor Zhang explained, “The best ti for scar removal is within three months of injury. The longer you wait, the less effective it becos. However, less effective does not an ineffective. With scars like yours, if you wait until after the birth, I cannot guarantee your face will return to normal, but at least the scars will be much lighter and not as unsightly as they are now!”

“But what if I were to remove the scar now? Would my face return to normal, smooth and flawless?”

Doctor Zhang nodded, “In theory, it should, but you mustn’t, because it would harm your unborn child. Therefore, for the sake of your child, you’ll have to make this sacrifice!” He then sat down on the stool before the couch and said, “Let’s check your pulse first; the child is what matters most!”

Du Wanqing’s eyes flickered, and then she lowered her head and obediently extended her arm…

A mont later, Doctor Zhang withdrew his hand and, stroking his grizzled beard, said, “Miss, your constitution is naturally deficient, and you’re extrely frail. Having been shocked today, your fetus has been unstable all along. I advise you to rest in bed for the near future, absolutely avoid getting angry or doing any strenuous exercise. Don’t eat spicy or stimulating foods, and be extra careful to avoid any mishaps. Once the fetus is three months along, everything can go back to normal!”

As the Imperial Physician cautioned her ‘absolutely avoid getting angry or doing any strenuous exercise,’ Mo Zili happened to co in. Seeing Du Wanqing’s bruised and swollen face, he was taken aback and asked, “What happened to you?”

Upon seeing Mo Zili, Du Wanqing imdiately burst into tears, crying pitifully while saying, “It’s all because of that dog slave, Wang Cai. He is accustod to running amok outside; I told him off but he wouldn’t listen. He had to conflict with the Huo Family’s concubine, and as a result, not only did he bring trouble upon , but he also dragged Brother Zili into being scolded by the elders in the mansion…”

Mo Zili said, “That servant has already been sent off to the manor; he’ll no longer serve near us.”

Choking back sobs, Du Wanqing replied, “Sending that bad servant off to the manor is letting him off easy. If you ask , he should be beaten to death with a ss of sticks for a clean end!”

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