"Ruer, Ruoer, what's wrong with you? Tell me quickly, why did you feel uncomfortable in your stomach suddenly?" After seeing her daughter Zhao Huiruo, Concubine Miao squatted down and covered her lower abdomen with a painful expression on her face, she immediately asked nervously with concern.

Zhao Huiruo, who squatted down and covered her lower abdomen with both hands, felt a little painful from her lower abdomen, and she was unable to handle it at all.

Seeing this scene, Empress Cao breathed a sigh of relief, attached herself to Concubine Miao's ear and whispered a few words, which made Concubine Miao, who had just been quite worried, feel a little relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Empress Cao and Concubine Miao, who were like sisters, quickly shifted their eyes to Wang Hao, and their sad little eyes seemed to send a signal to the only man present for help.

Just now, Wang Hao was also confused, but he quickly calmed down and thought for a while before he suddenly realized that today was just the second day after Miss Ruoer came to Kui Shui, and the symptoms of dysmenorrhea must have worsened than the previous day.

In addition, Miss Ruoer had just quarreled with him, and probably was angry. In anger, it suddenly aggravated the discomfort and pain in the lower abdomen, and he was undoubtedly the culprit that caused Miss Ruoer to suffer.

Although Empress Cao and Concubine Miao did not point out this matter, Wang Hao understood it and immediately volunteered to say, "Two ladies, don't worry. Miss Ruo'er's stomachache at this time was caused by Wang's words just now, so I should be responsible for the aftermath.

"If the two ladies trust me, Wang, please give me a moment. I will buy something outside. After that, I will definitely make Miss Ruoer's lower abdomen no longer hurt."

Empress Cao and Concubine Miao were half-believing and half-doubted about what Wang Hao said just now. After looking at each other for a few moments, they felt that perhaps only Wang Hao could come up with a way to relieve Zhao Huiruo's lower abdomen, so they had to treat it as a living horse and nodded slightly.

However, Concubine Miao was still a little worried about her precious daughter. Before Wang Hao left, she still reminded her: "Wang Sicheng, I'm sorry, you don't delay too long outside and come back quickly."

Soon, a moment passed, and Wang Hao hurriedly left the front yard of the street yamen, and now he was rushing to return it.

What made Wang Hao different during this trip was that when he went out, he was empty in his songs, but when he came back, he was carrying a few things on his hands, wrapped in a piece of baggage, and wrapped in jute paper.

As for what was the thing Wang Hao was carrying in his hands, Empress Cao and Concubine Miao were very curious, but they were embarrassed to ask, and now they couldn't care about their curiosity.

Seeing that Wang Hao had just walked into the front yard of the street department from outside, Empress Cao and Concubine Miao put away their curiosity and instead urged Wang Hao to relieve the pain in the lower abdomen for their two precious daughter Zhao Huiruo.

Because at the moment when Wang Hao left, Zhao Huiruo, who was squatting on the ground and covering his lower abdomen with his hands, did not relieve over time, but instead worsened a lot, making Empress Cao and Concubine Miao beside him see it, but the pain in his heart.

At this time, Empress Cao and Concubine Miao could not help Zhao Huiruo except for his words of comfort. They were like ants on a hot pan, so anxious that they were all over the place.

When they saw Wang Hao finally coming back, they naturally seemed to have seen the great savior, because they both decided at this time. Only Wang Hao could help Zhao Huiruo relieve the pain in his lower abdomen, and now, no one else can count on him.

Although there are many imperial doctors in the palace, the distance water cannot save the near fire. At this time, I will send someone to the palace to find the imperial doctor. The delayed effort on the road will probably take at least one hour. I don’t know how much pain in Zhao Huiruo’s lower abdomen will worsen at that time.

"Wang Sicheng, why did you go so long before you come back? Ruoer's lower abdomen has a much worsening pain than before. Didn't you say there is a way? Take it out quickly?" Concubine Miao urged anxiously without waiting for Wang Hao to get closer.

On the contrary, Empress Cao seemed extremely calm. She persuaded Concubine Miao: "Sister, don't worry too much. Isn't Wang Sicheng back now? I think he has grabbed the medicine to relieve Ruoer's abdominal pain. Wait, decoct it later."

Wang Hao, who had returned, walked closer and found that the expression on the cheek of the girl Ruoer squatting on the ground was getting more and more painful. Without giving any explanation, he handed the small bag on his left hand to Empress Cao and Concubine Miao.

"Two ladies, let's talk less. Hold this bag, which contains what Miss Ruoer needs. I opened an empty office room next to me, and the two ladies helped Miss Ruoer to rest. Miss Ruoer knows how to use the things in the bag." Wang Hao did not dare to be negligent and asked Empress Cao and Concubine Miao.

After Concubine Miao took the little bag that was heavy, Wang Hao, who had freed up his hand, immediately opened the office room he controlled and invited Empress Cao, Concubine Miao and Zhao Huiruo and his daughter.

After the mother and daughter entered the office room, Wang Hao also entered with him. He just lit a few oil lamps in the office room with a fire note, then quickly retreated and closed the door of the office room from outside.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Hao took the two packs of things on his right hand and walked into the east kitchen in the front yard, and turned on the stove to make a fire by himself. In less than two moments, he extinguished the stove fire, held a bowl of soup in both hands, and walked quickly to the controlled office room.

"Two ladies, Miss Ruoer, can I come in?" Wang Hao stood outside the closed door of this vacant office room with a bowl of steaming soup just out of the pot, and asked in a tentative tone.

As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, he heard a "creak" sound. Concubine Miao opened the door from inside, made a "please" gesture, and said very politely: "Wang Sicheng, please come in quickly!"

Walking into this vacant office room, Wang Hao could clearly see that the expression on Zhao Huiruo's cheeks was much easier than before by the light emitted by a few oil lamps in the room.

"Two ladies, this is the soup I made myself. I will give the soup to Miss Ruoer. In less than one incense stick, the pain and discomfort of Miss Ruoer's lower abdomen will be greatly relieved." Wang Hao handed the bowl of soup held in his hands to Empress Cao and Concubine Miao, lowered his head slightly, and said sincerely.
Chapter completed!