Chapter 1105: Chapter 771: Selling Dog Meat [04] Stirring the Fetal Qi [Second Update]
"Are you acting it out for us?"
Facing Oliver Scott’s questioning, Marcus Shaw opened his mouth, wanting to say "no."
However, the sound of footsteps nearby caught his attention.
It was Nora Scott.
"What’s happening?" Nora scrutinized Marcus.
"It’s nothing." Marcus pressed his lips together, then met Nora’s gaze and said frankly, "I twisted my ankle."
Nora frowned, suspiciously examining him, "Which foot?"
"This one." Marcus pointed to his left foot, then said, "It just hurt for a moment, nothing serious."
"Really?"
Nora’s intuition told her something was wrong.
But—
She couldn’t figure out why Marcus would hide it from her.
She instinctively glanced at Oliver Scott to the side.
Oliver wanted to avoid Nora’s scrutiny, but soon steadied himself. He patted Marcus on the shoulder and said to Nora, "Sis, please don’t tell brother-in-law that you slid down from such a height for him, otherwise, he’d scold us for two hours."
Nora felt more peculiar, "What’s it to you if I go downhill for him?"
"... Didn’t I just forget to stop you?" Oliver forcibly smoothed things over.
Nora slightly furrowed her brow, full of skepticism.
"..."
"..."
Both Marcus and Oliver fell silent simultaneously.
Nora narrowed her eyes slightly, then glanced sideways at Marcus, asking, "You’re really okay?"
After a second’s pause, Marcus said, "I’m fine."
"Think it over clearly before you speak." Nora’s voice lowered several tones, bearing a hint of threat.
—Although there was some distance between them, Marcus first stopped and then bent over. Did they really think she couldn’t see even this much?
It’s just, she didn’t know why Marcus wanted to hide it.
The only thing she could ascertain was that it certainly wasn’t a good matter.
Looking at Nora’s attitude, Oliver sighed lightly in his heart, turned his head to look at Marcus, wanting to see his decision.
—He didn’t have the right to decide for Marcus.
Marcus paused for quite a while.
Finally, he spoke, "Then I’ll think it over and tell you."
There really was something.
Nora scrutinized him again but couldn’t see anything conclusive. She didn’t force Marcus, just reminded, "Sooner rather than later."
"Mm."
Marcus nodded.
"It’s so late, you two should go rest." Nora instructed, "If there are any health issues, consult the military doctor."
"Got it."
Oliver quickly responded to help.
Nora let the two of them leave.
It wasn’t until she watched them walk far away that Nora remembered that she forgot to ask Marcus his opinion on William White, but she didn’t make much of it, pausing for a moment before retracting her gaze.
She walked uphill along the path.
As soon as she got up there, she saw Pedro Langley.
Upon seeing her, Pedro immediately approached, "Why did you go below?" Then he looked around, "Where’s Oliver? Wasn’t he supposed to be with you?"
Nora frowned slightly, didn’t speak, but suddenly reached out, placing her hand on Pedro’s.
Feeling the force in her grip, Pedro was slightly startled. Feeling something wet on his hand, he looked down and saw bright red bloodstains.
He quickly took Nora’s hand, seeing her palm scraped and covered with dust, and immediately became anxious, "Your hand—"
He had only just started speaking.
Nora collapsed onto him.
He quickly supported Nora.
"Call a doctor, I might have disturbed the fetus." Nora took a breath, her hand clutching her abdomen, leaned close to Pedro’s ear, and whispered, "Don’t make a fuss."
"..."
Seeing Nora’s calm demeanor, Pedro turned pale.
In fact, Nora’s face was just as frighteningly pale.
Pedro immediately thought of carrying her.
But, Nora firmly pressed his hand, gently shook her head, and said, "Walk back."
A pang of pain shot through Pedro’s heart, realizing Nora’s concerns. He could only comply with her insistence. He asked, "Can you manage?"
"Barely."
By now, Nora’s voice was already somewhat weak.
Pedro no longer wasted words with her, hurriedly supporting her as they walked back to the tent.
At this time, taking Nora Scott back to his own tent would be too time-consuming. Pedro Langley led Nora Scott towards Camp 2 while mentally calculating who lived in each tent, and then took a shortcut to Joseph Sutton’s tent.
Coincidentally—
Joseph Sutton was outside the tent.
However, there were a few people beside him—technicians who had come to discuss issues with him.
"Joseph Sutton!"
Pedro Langley called out, his tone steady.
As he got closer, he didn’t obviously support Nora Scott, but rather held her hand tightly.
Upon hearing the shout, Joseph Sutton turned his head, and after seeing the two, he was visibly startled, then exchanged glances with them, noticing Nora Scott’s complexion and sharply sensing that something was amiss.
"I just happened to have business with you." He first said to the two, and then turned back to the technicians, "You guys head back first, we’ll discuss any issues tomorrow."
"Alright."
"Goodbye, Mr. Langley."
"Goodbye, ma’am."
...
The technicians, suspecting nothing, nodded and left one after another.
Once they had left, Joseph Sutton went to his tent, pulled the curtain aside, and let Pedro Langley and Nora Scott inside.
Joseph Sutton lived alone, but the tent was spacious enough to comfortably accommodate three people.
Knowing Joseph Sutton had some quirks, not liking others touching his things, the special situation at hand meant Nora Scott didn’t care about anything else, directly having Pedro Langley help her lie on Joseph Sutton’s bed.
After ensuring there were no extra eyes outside, Joseph Sutton dropped the curtain and walked in.
Seeing his bed occupied by Nora Scott, he said nothing, directly asking, "What happened?"
"She might have moved the fetus." Pedro Langley said.
"..."
If she moved the fetus, why not say it earlier!
Joseph Sutton turned to leave, "I’m going to call the military doctor."
"Wait," Pedro Langley stopped him, reminding, "Go find Fátima, without making it public."
After thinking briefly, Joseph Sutton, though unaware of their concerns, nodded, "Alright."
With that, he hurriedly left the tent.
Pedro Langley was drenched in cold sweat.
Yet when he turned around, he saw Nora Scott smiling at him, feeling rather proud, "My buddy is quite reliable, isn’t he?"
"You’re still being smug at a time like this." Pedro Langley, both crying and laughing, held Nora Scott’s hand, "Does it still hurt? I’ll get you a cup of hot water."
Taking a careful breath, Nora Scott gently shook her head, "No need, I’ll just lie here for a bit."
In the first three months, Nora Scott fought with people, and at that time nothing happened.
After three months passed, Nora Scott felt nothing would happen, so she relaxed her vigilance.
Unexpectedly, just because of a slope, problems arose.
—Right at this critical moment.
Fátima quickly sent someone over. However, fearing too much commotion, Fátima didn’t come personally.
The military doctor was just one.
Luckily, the team happened to have a female military doctor who had specifically studied gynecology, otherwise, any other person would have been completely helpless.
After the examination, faced with the suddenly approaching Pedro Langley and Joseph Sutton, the military doctor was almost frightened by the two.
"Is it serious?"
"How is it?"
Pedro Langley and Joseph Sutton asked simultaneously.
The military doctor: "..." For a moment, she couldn’t quite tell who exactly was the "child’s father."
After pausing a bit, the military doctor said, "Nothing’s wrong, everything’s fine. I brought medicine, just rest well after taking it."
Pedro Langley and Joseph Sutton instantly let out a sigh of relief.
"And you," the military doctor turned back, glancing at Nora Scott, lightly frowned, "You intellectual types, should avoid roughhousing. You’re fine making a fuss on your own, but don’t make the child suffer with you."
"..."
Though known for being sharp-tongued, Nora Scott was rendered speechless by her reprimand.
The military doctor had relatively little exposure and didn’t know who Nora Scott was; plus, the long-term work environment made her speak rather straightforwardly. So, as she treated Nora Scott’s hand injury afterward, she continuously criticized her, and she was quite articulate, making the criticism reasonable and well-founded.
Nora Scott was left to merely listen.
Over there, Pedro Langley and Joseph Sutton, relieved to hear that Nora Scott was fine, eventually saw the military doctor’s continual nagging and feared Nora Scott might suddenly retaliate against the doctor...
In the end, Nora Scott stayed honest and silent.
"Is this the first time she’s been criticized like this?" Seeing this, Pedro Langley, the actual husband, found it amusing.
"Sir Easton has criticized her," Joseph Sutton thought for a moment, then said, "But she dared to talk back."
Pedro Langley: "..."
No one could have expected Nora Scott to be thwarted by a military doctor.
After finishing treating Nora Scott’s injuries, the military doctor admonished them again, and before leaving, instructed Pedro Langley and Joseph Sutton to keep an eye on Nora Scott and gestured to "seal lips," indicating she’d pretend nothing happened, then left.
Though verbose, she really knew how to conduct herself.
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