Chapter 112 -113: Drugged with Sterility Medicine
Shao He saw the person who slowly sat down and remembered to say, “Having taken the Sterility Medicine, it may be difficult for you to conceive again in the future.”
“How can this be!” He Caier exclaimed.
All they could rely on to maintain their current status was becoming pregnant; if they could never conceive again in the future, the consequences…
Full of hope, she looked towards Shao He, her tone pleading, “I know Doctor Shao is highly skilled in medicine; I wonder if you can treat us.”
“Yes, we beg Doctor Shao to save us. You are so capable, you can surely make us pregnant again,” Zhao Jiuer followed up.
Shao He spoke with a calm face, “There is a way, but it requires a long period of body conditioning, approximately several years or more.”
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This response made them both feel disappointed at once, where could they find such a long time to wait, when the Old Madam couldn’t wait a moment longer to hold her great-grandchild.
But now they had no other choice, they could only dejectedly say, “We ask Doctor Shao to prescribe medicine for both of us.”
As Shao He wrote the prescription, Zhao Jiuer clutched the handkerchief in her hand tightly, angrily saying, “It must have been that bitch Luo Jiner who did this. She’s the only one who wouldn’t want either of us to be pregnant.”
He Caier frowned and said softly, “Keep your voice down.”
Zhao Jiuer huffed but said no more.
He Caier sighed heavily, her mood downcast, “We also ask Doctor Shao to keep this matter confidential for both of us. Otherwise, if the Old Madam finds out that we can’t conceive, she will surely dismiss us.”
Shao He, as composed as before, finished writing down the necessary herbs and handed them over, “Gather these as I mentioned before, then boil them into a soup. Drink a bowl every three days, and do not forget.”
“Doctor Shao…”
“We do not disclose our patients’ conditions to anyone, you can rest assured,” Shao He raised her eyes to glance at He Caier, understanding something in her heart.
“Thank you, Doctor Shao. Otherwise, if the Old Madam knew, she would certainly consider us useless,” He Caier said with tear-filled eyes, her voice choked.
“Hm, go and get the medicine,” Shao He nodded.
He Caier took the prescription to get the medicine, while Zhao Jiuer, furious, stood up abruptly and slammed the table, cursing, “That damned wench dares to plot against us, it seems she does not want to live.”
“Calm down for the moment, don’t forget the situation we’re in right now,” He Caier pulled back the impulsive Zhao Jiuer to soothe her.
Zhao Jiuer ground her teeth and said hatefully, “What about it? If we can’t reproduce, even if the master cherishes us, what’s the point!”
After hearing Zhao Jiuer’s words, He Caier fell silent, only speaking softly after a while, “You should be aware of our current predicament. If we can’t become pregnant at this moment, would the Marquis even stay overnight in our rooms? Would the Old Madam keep us? The Old Madam never keeps anyone useless around her, and you know this too.”
Zhao Jiuer’s expression also turned gloomy upon hearing this.
Shao He spent a busy morning and stretched languidly, preparing to get up to make a pot of tea when suddenly a slender hand with a cup of tea appeared on the desk.
Smelling the familiar fragrance of the tea leaves she liked, she raised her eyes in surprise and asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been here a while, saw you were busy, so I went to make a pot of tea, thinking you would probably want some. Taste it and see how my tea-making skills are,” Pei Huaian said, pushing the teacup towards her.
“Thank you,” Shao He took the teacup and took a light sip.
The taste of the tea was slightly bitter at the first sip, turning sweet as it slid down her throat, leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips, a long-lasting aftertaste.
“It seems your tea-making skills are even better than mine; I must learn from you some day,” she praised generously.
“Sure, I’ll teach you when you have time,” Pei Huaian said, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, not expecting his skill in making tea could come in handy.
After a casual conversation, Shao He looked around the hall and then realized she hadn’t seen Yun Qian all day; she wondered what he had been busy with recently. In contrast, Pei Huaian seemed to visit almost every day, even if just to sit for a quarter of an hour without any particular reason.
Shao He saw the person who did not intend to leave by noon and could only invite him to dine together.
Who knew Pei Huaian would accept without even hesitating.
After lunch, Pei Huaian stayed for a moment and was about to leave when he suddenly spotted a familiar carriage outside the door, his eyes narrowing slightly.
What is he doing here?
Shao He saw the person who had frozen in place and followed his gaze, then lowered her eyes as she saw the oncoming group.
Chu Yu arrived with Luo Jiner and two other servants, advancing straight to Shao He and blocking the people behind her who were awaiting consultation.
“What right do you have to say that Jiner administered the Sterility Medicine to them? Is this how you practice medicine!” Chu Yu pointed at Shao He angrily, his voice so loud that the surrounding people heard it clearly.
“Exactly, you’re just a quack, recklessly spouting nonsense about Sterility Medicine!” Luo Jiner also pointedly accused Shao He at the right moment.
After hearing her outburst, Chu Yu became even more infuriated and turned to the two servants beside him, “Speak up, what really happened?”
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“Reporting to the Marquis, it was Doctor Shao who told us that someone had given us Sterility Medicine,” He Caier spoke tearfully.
Chu Yu’s gaze returned to Shao He, seemingly expecting an explanation.
Shao He’s lips curled slightly upwards, her hands clasped together on the desk as she leaned her chin on her hands, she said earnestly, “I administered it myself to make my child the sole heir to the Marquis Pingnan’s Mansion. Are you satisfied with this answer?”
These words caused Pei Huaian, who was hiding behind, to slowly clench his hands, a shadow flickering through his downcast eyes.