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Chapter 953 If You Can't Serve Him, How Can You Live On?

"Li'er, what exactly do you want to say?" Feng Qihe looked solemnly and looked at Chu Qianli and then at the queen.

"Mother, what on earth have you...hidden from me? If you don't tell me clearly today, I won't leave!"

"He'er..."

The queen calmed down for a moment, then began to think again and felt severe pain in her abdomen.

She frowned and began to cover her abdomen with her hands: "He'er..."

"I know, I just don't listen." Feng Qihe's eyes flashed with disappointment.

He was just too anxious just now and forgot about his mother's pain.

The queen mother is already in such pain. If there is any secret, we should ask about it later.

He turned around and looked at the trembling eunuchs and maids with their heads lowered and said: "Get out!"

A group of people immediately stumbled out and rolled away, staying far away and saying no to any wrongdoing.

Feng Qihe turned around and planned to leave, but his stiff back showed deep disappointment.

"Heer!"

The queen gritted her teeth as if she had made a decision. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "You stay."

Feng Qihe's tall body suddenly shook and looked back at her.

The queen was in too much pain and didn't want to say any more, and slowly walked to the bed.

Feng Qihe immediately went over, helped her and let her lie down on the bed.

He looked at Chu Qianli: "Li'er, please save the queen mother quickly."

Chu Qianli had already placed the needle pack on the bedside table.

They were here, and she couldn't take out the medicine box, but she could pretend to take something as small as the needle pack out of her pocket.

"Prince He, this disease involves a woman's privacy, please excuse me to wait outside."

Without saying a word, Feng Qihe immediately went out from the inner room and stood in the outer room, with his back to them despite the screen.

When Chu Qianli took out the needle, the queen stared at her. She was still sweating on such a cold day, which showed that the pain was really excruciating.

"If you have anything to say... just say it, it doesn't matter. I don't need to... continue to hide this from He'er."

"Queen, the so-called depression in your belly right now is just the remnants left by the fetus."

fetus!

Feng Qihe outside was shocked, this was definitely unexpected!

There was actually a fetus in the mother's womb. This... when did this happen?

The queen's eyes suddenly dimmed, but she quickly calmed down, gritted her teeth, and looked at Chu Qianli: "Your Majesty..."

"The Queen must have drunk the medicine at will, causing the stillborn fetus to slip off, but the placenta did not peel off, leaving the root of the disease."

"After that, the queen often suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. The doctor could only say that there was depression in the abdomen, but he didn't know that it was caused by the residue."

"Back then, Mr. Wuchenzi gave medicine to the Queen, but did he say that he could not serve the Emperor until the abdominal pain was completely cured? But Queen, I'm afraid you didn't do it, right?"

Every word of Chu Qianli's words was like a needle, piercing into the Queen's heart.

It made her breathing disorder, it made her chest sting, and her eyes were full of hatred.

The queen's palms were squeezed so tightly that even the pain could not cover up the cold air all over her body.

"Queen, Mr. Wuchenzi's medicine is excellent. If you had been willing to listen to him and let the residue be completely discharged, you would not be in pain today."

Uncle Jiu's medical skills are indeed very good. He can prescribe the right medicine without checking the pulse, just by looking at the face.

Even Chu Qianli may not be able to do this.

She just took advantage of being from the 21st century and learned a lot of 21st century knowledge.

If she started on the same starting line as Feng Dingchu, she would definitely not be able to outrun that peerless expert in white clothes who beat the snow.

"I...as a queen, what can I do?"

The queen clenched her palms tightly, her eyes dim: "If the women in the harem...cannot serve the emperor, how...can they survive?"


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