Two days later, the drug market really started to drop, and the purchase prices dropped. Medicinal materials once again flooded the market. She had a large amount of high-priced goods in her hands. She couldn't use them all, and she couldn't sell them, but she had a backlog.
With her a lot of money.
She has no one around her, and the manager and shopkeeper have no idea. If her pharmaceutical factory produces patent medicines, the price will be too high and she won't be able to sell them. But if she sells them at a low price, she will lose a lot of money.
She was at a loss and didn't know what to do. Hatred gradually spread over her, and she hated Yu Wenhao and his wife to the core.
On the contrary, Yuan Qingling's hospital and medical center were still busy. After the dust settled, Yuan Qingling did not go to help. She was really tired after working for these days. Yu Wenhao strictly ordered her to rest in the house for a few days.
, don’t be busy.
It was rare that I had some free time, so I invited my sisters-in-law to come over for a get-together. Except Yuan Yongyi, who was waiting on the queen in the palace, everyone else came.
Mrs. Yao brought a big bundle with her when she came. When she opened it, she found that it was all baby clothes.
Mrs. Yao looked at Yuan Qingling and said with a smile: "I know you have been doing great things recently. You have opened many medical clinics. Now the people are talking about you, saying that it is all because of you that they don't need to take expensive medicine. As for me,
I couldn't help you much, so I made a few sets of small clothes for Ah Si and Rong Yue's children, do they look good?"
Yuan Qing Ling originally thought it was for her, but had already picked it up and looked at it. When she heard what she said, she remembered that she hadn't announced her pregnancy yet, and said sarcastically: "It looks good, of course it looks good."
Rong Yue and Ah Si liked it very much. They walked over and held it up in their hands. The clothes they made were all apricot yellow and light green, and they could be worn by both brothers and sisters.
"Thank you, madam!" Rong Yue and Ah Si said with smiles on their faces.
Rong Yue took the piece from Yuan Qingling's hand with one hand, "This one is beautiful, this apricot one looks so soft and waxy."
Yuan Qing watched her take the clothes away with reluctance. This little apricot yellow dress was really pretty. If she gave birth to a daughter, she would be so cute wearing this little dress!
"Madam's handiwork is so good." Rong Yue looked at the stitches and said with a smile: "Your grandson will be lucky in the future. He will have endless new clothes to wear every day."
Princess Sun looked at Mrs. Yao and said, "Yes, Meng Yue is going to get her haircut this year, so a ceremony will be held. After that, we can also say we are getting married."
Mrs. Yao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I want to stay until I'm eighteen."
"Eighteen years old? It's a bit old. It's better to get married early. There are not many good men." Rong Yue disagreed with her words. She had suffered enough from the old woman's suffering.
If I hadn't met Lao Liu, I'd probably still be single right now.
"I can't bear to part with her, hey!" Mrs. Yao said sadly, "Why do you think this happened? Yesterday she was just a baby learning to talk, but today we are actually talking about her marriage."
Princess Sun also felt the same way, "Isn't that right? Meng Yue will get haircut this year, and I, Meng Tong, will get haircut next year too."
The two old mothers looked at each other, tears welling up in their eyelashes.
I look forward to my children growing up, but I am afraid that my children will grow up.
Yuan Qingling didn't know this kind of state of mind, and she subconsciously pressed her hand on her belly. If this baby is really a blessing... Bah, it's the youngest daughter. It is estimated that after more than ten years, the old father, Lao Wu, will...
She is also very reluctant to marry off her daughter.
Ah Si put away his clothes and asked Yuan Qingling, "You said that the princess always follows the old lady in the medical school. Will she fall in love with the doctor at the medical school?"
"No way?" Mrs. Yao's face changed, "It's impossible."
"Mrs. Yao, don't worry, some of the doctors at the medical school are from noble families," Ah Si said.
Mrs. Yao pressed her hands, "It's not about family background, it's just about being a doctor..."
She paused, but did not continue.
"What's wrong? Isn't it good to be a doctor?" Yuan Qingling asked her.
Mrs. Yao looked a little uncomfortable, but she still said, "I just think I should find someone who knows martial arts."
These days, she really knows how good it is to have someone who knows martial arts by her side. At least, if anything happens, there will be someone who can take the lead and stand in front of her.
The doctor has no power to restrain the chicken, so it is not suitable.
"Find someone who knows martial arts? Wouldn't that be a martial artist?" Princess Sun had a different idea than hers and waved her hands hurriedly, "No, no, if the husband and wife are harmonious, then that's it. If they are not harmonious, they can be beaten to death with just one slap. Absolutely
Can't take this risk."
Rong Yue laughed, "The prince also knows martial arts, and he hasn't seen the princess beaten to death?"
Princess Sun glanced at Rong Yue, "Anyway, I think it's better to find a doctor than to find a martial artist. He knows the cold and the heat, so you don't need to go out to ask a doctor when you are sick."
Rong Yue covered her mouth and snickered, "Yes, you don't need to find a stable mother to give birth to a child. The husband and wife can work together to give birth to the child."
Princess Sun laughed so hard, "What are you talking nonsense about, you bastard? Can a man enter the delivery room?"
Everyone laughed. Yuan Qing looked at these chattering women with a smile. The quiet days did not feel boring at all.
She thought that now that the meteorite incident was over, maybe her pregnancy should be made public. She took a sip of tea and was about to speak, but Rong Yue said: "This time I give birth, it's best not to bump into Ah Si.
Now, I have to make a reservation for the Crown Princess."
"It's impossible to hit her. Ah Si got pregnant before you!" Princess Sun said.
"That's impossible to say for sure. My monthly routine is not normal. The old lady checked my pulse that day and said that I might live around the same time as Ah Si."
Ah Si groaned, "What should I do? I have to have Sister Yuan by my side before I dare to give birth."
"Ah Si, in fact, whether or not your sister Yuan is here, you still have to give birth when it's time to give birth. It's not your turn to say whether you dare or not." Mrs. Yao said with a smile.
"Then hold it back, Princess Huai, you can't compete with me. There are so many famous doctors in your Lenglang sect. You can find Dr. Wenpo yourself." Ah Si said, looking at Rong Yue, as if he wanted to fight her to the end.
appearance.
Rong Yue frowned, "Then I definitely can't compete with you. You live next to her, so I hope I won't run into trouble with you."
Yuan Qingling couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm not a stable woman. Besides, you are all martial arts practitioners with bodies as strong as cattle. You can give birth safely even if I don't come. Don't make a reservation. I won't go to any of you then."
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"That won't work. If it weren't for the collision, you would have to pick up both children." Rong Yue said with eyes wide open.
Yuan Qingling put down the water glass and looked at Rong Yue with blue eyes, a slight upward curve on her lips, "I can't guarantee it. Maybe when you two were born, I was born prematurely and my period coincided with yours?"
Everyone turned to look at her in surprise.
Princess Sun paused, "What's going on? Can't you just calm down? Can you do this for me? You are so old, so why did you miss me?"
"Really? Are you pregnant?" Mrs. Yao held her hand, with uncontrollable joy on her face.
Yuan Qingling smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'm pregnant."
"How long?" Rong Yue and Ah Si asked in unison.
"It's been three months." Yuan Qingling stretched out her hand and stroked her belly, then took back the apricot yellow clothes that Rong Yue had just taken away, "This is mine."
"Three months?"
Everyone exclaimed, and then everyone complained to me, saying that she kept such a secret.
Ah Si counted on his fingers, his face changed greatly, "That means you are about a month later than me. Oh my God, if I delay or you advance, it will really miss the deadline. What should I do? I don't dare to be alone.