Chapter 664: The most professional about trashing the blame

Before Mrs. Song could come, she waited for Song Ci and an old doctor first. Song Ci explained to Lin Qing, saying that Song Zhiyuan was worried, so she also asked the old doctor to come over to take a pulse.

Lin Qing is naturally irresistible.

As both doctors, it is right to brainstorm.

The old doctor was not worried. After taking the pulse, he frowned and said, "Mrs.'s connections are like a bead, but they are slightly weak. It should be because the pulse is still short. However, the fetal energy is not strong, the pulse is weak and stagnant, and there is a sign of fetal loss. The lady must be able to have a stable fetus."

When Mrs. Song heard this, her heart was very cold.

"Old doctor, this is the prescription for my wife for the fetus. Please see if you need to reduce your holdings?" Lin Qing presented the prescription he prescribed with both hands.

The old doctor took it and said, "I heard that you had a needle for her to fix the fetus. I had my pulse and the fetus became more stable. You should understand this woman's pregnancy and rest better than me, but I am not good at showing off my skills."

He took a look at the prescription, nodded, and said to Mrs. Song: "Doctor Lin's prescription is made from Peiyuan and Guben, which is very suitable for the wife. If you add acupuncture and stay in bed for three months, maybe the fetus will be saved."

Mrs. Song looked at Lin Qing with a look of looking forward to you.

"In addition to fetal care medicine, you can eat some medicinal foods in daily life, such as boiled eggs with donkey-hide gelatin and yellow wine. This method can nourish the fetus and nourish blood and yin." The old doctor stroked his white beard and said, "Of course, the most important thing about fetal care is that your mind is to be broad and loose, and you are always depressed and think randomly, and you will naturally be unable to sleep or eat. In this way, no matter how much fetal care medicine you take, it will be useless."

Mrs. Song nodded obediently and agreed.

The old doctor gave a few more words, but there was nothing to say. While cleaning the medicine box, he asked Lin Qing the basis for preventing tetanus from causing it to clean and disinfect the wound.

Lin Qing looked confused, what's the point?

The old doctor explained.

Lin Qing looked at the blame-making lady silently. She was very kind and didn't expose it. She just followed the old doctor's words and took the opportunity to ask a few professional questions.

The two of them said, looking quite a bit like a hit at first sight, and moved from the inner room to the outside.

It was at this time that when Mrs. Song walked in, her eyes lit up when she saw him and she struggled.

Mother Fang hurriedly helped her get up, put a soft pad behind her, and retreated to the side.

"Zhao Ye, are you really okay?" As soon as Mrs. Song said, tears rolled down her eyes.

"Don't cry, I'm not talking to you here, where did I come from?" Song Zhiyuan reached out to wipe the tears she fell.

Song Ci was forcibly fed a mouthful of dog food, saying that she was very tired and retreated silently.

In my ears, the happy tone of the man's son: "It's a blessing for my husband, not a disaster. God has caused me to suffer this disaster, but I have another son. I am willing to do so."

Mrs. Song angrily said: "What stupid words are you saying? No one is as important as you..."

Song Ci was shocked and left quickly. It was so sweet that she had no luck to endure it.

After leaving the bedroom, Lin Qing was watching the old doctor leave. When she turned around, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw Song Ci.

"Madam, I don't know if I ask?"

Song Ci immediately said, "If you don't ask, then don't ask. I was so frightened that I was busy all morning and my stomach was empty. Miss Aqing, why don't we go and talk to memorialize the poor internal organs together?"

Lin Qing: “…”

She laughed speechlessly, knowing how the blame came about.
Chapter completed!