Ding Baoyi watched this scene.
From her perspective, she could see Yan Nian's urgency and sincerity.
She really wanted to keep this child, and her eyes couldn't deceive anyone.
Qiao Zhen nodded and said, "As long as you obey me, eat whatever I tell you, eat whatever I tell you not to eat, and don't eat recklessly, the child will be born smoothly, and I guarantee that you won't Difficult childbirth like your mother’s.”
Hear the words.
Yan Nian was suddenly startled.
"Aunt Qiao, how did you know that my mother was having difficulty giving birth?"
"Xiao Jiang said it. He seriously discussed this issue with me. He was afraid that you would have difficulty in giving birth. He told me several times that he would not consider letting you have a baby, and just asked me to prescribe you some herbs to replenish qi and blood. I told him Say it's okay and reassure him. He has been stubborn with me for a long time, and his temper is as stubborn as a donkey. I didn't say anything, but actually prescribed you some herbs to induce fertility. I know you want a child."
“…”
Yan Nian's nose turned red.
He never let her touch those herbs at home. He always prepared them by himself. No matter how busy he was, he had to do it himself.
'It's three parts of the medicine that's poisonous, even if it's even one part wrong, it won't work. '
He always said this to her so seriously.
"Aunt Qiao, please don't tell him about my pregnancy, please?"
"Why?"
"I had a little conflict recently. I have to deal with him, otherwise there will be more trouble in the future."
"Hahaha, how can there be no conflicts between husband and wife? I think you are usually the one with a coquettish temper, and he gives way to you in everything."
"Yeah, it's my turn to let him go."
Yan Nian smiled, but there was bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
"Let him do this once, and everything will be fine when the child is born. I hope this baby will be a son. I think boys are easy to support."
When the topic of her son was mentioned, Qiao Zhen's eyes suddenly darkened.
"It's hard to support a son..."
The old lady in her sixties spoke in a deep voice.
"I am so against Western medicine because Western medicine abused antibiotics and killed my son. I went to the hospital to ask for an explanation, but no one gave me an explanation. Do you know why I care about your body more than anyone else?"
"Why?"
"Because of Xiao Jiang."
Qiao Zhen sighed, tears glistening in her dim eyes.
"I don't know how that kid got so powerful. I couldn't get justice for my son, but he helped me get it. He asked the unscrupulous doctor who killed my son to come over in person and kneel on the ground to apologize to me."
"The knot in my heart has been relieved, and I no longer hate Western medicine so much."
"Xiao Jiang also helped my son rebuild his tomb."
"My son has always said that he wanted to be buried in Ping'an Pavilion after his death. He said he liked the cherry blossoms blooming there. They are beautiful in large tracts."
"A tomb in Ping'an Pavilion is very expensive. I can't afford it. I'm just thinking about saving up money to buy a decent cemetery in a few years so that I can bury my son properly."
"Xiao Jiang made this wish come true for me."
Qiao Zhen said and smiled, with obvious relief in her tone.
"That boy understands the old man's thoughts very well. He helped me do everything I couldn't do."
"I also understand that good things are mutual. He helped me fulfill my wish, and I have to take good care of your body. If I don't cure you, I feel guilty, both for you and for him."
"But most of it is towards him."
Qiao Zhen patted Yan Nian's hand and said seriously.
"Let's have a good life with him. He loves you terribly and just wants you to be well."
(End of chapter)