Her Majesty Was Pregnant Before Entering the Palace

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, what's wrong with you?" The queen reached out to lift the coat covering Xiaoqian.

Jiang Ning stopped: "It's windy outside, let's talk about it after entering the house."

The queen didn't say anything, and asked the nanny to pick up Xiaoqian and carry her into the room.

Xiaoman also pushed Jiang Ning to follow.

The house was burning with charcoal and it was very warm.

The nanny unbuttoned Xiaoqian's coat, seeing that although he was not in good spirits, he was well protected, and the queen's face softened a little.

She touched Xiaoqian's forehead: "It's not very hot."

"The fever is gradually subsiding." Jiang Ning said, "It's because I didn't take good care of it, which made the emperor's eldest grandson suffer."

It's not easy for the queen to blame her for saying this.

"It's inevitable for children to get sick. Are the two little ones sick too?"

"Yes, first Wen Zan, infected Ling Zi, and then passed it on to the eldest grandson of the emperor."

"The emperor's eldest grandson is a few years older, and he can still tell what is uncomfortable. The two younger ones are also sick, and they can't tell what is uncomfortable. Doesn't it make people feel distressed?" The queen sighed, "In theory, you are alone Taking care of a few children is hard work, I shouldn't blame you."

"It's all my fault, my empress will punish you."

"That's all." The queen waved her hand, "Come here, send the imperial physician over, and show the emperor's eldest grandson what's going on."

After the imperial physician arrived, he checked Xiaoqian's pulse and said, "It's nothing serious, just take a few doses of medicine and sweat away."

"I heard the kid was vomiting and diarrhea?"

"Really?" The imperial physician hurriedly checked the pulse again.

The queen was immediately angry when she saw it: "You quack doctor, if I don't mention it, you wouldn't be able to make a diagnosis?"

"I'm guilty." The imperial doctor raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat.

Jiang Ning watched coldly, feeling that the imperial physician's medical skills were really poor.

It is far worse than the two she raised.

The two doctors she raised were originally good at pediatrics, and Jiang Ning would usually let them go out to see a lot of people, and the expenses were all paid by her.

This has also accumulated a wealth of experience for the two doctors.

As for the imperial physicians in the palace, most of them were born from master to younger brother, or father to son, and it seems that they have learned medical skills for many years. But the experience of seeing a doctor is pitiful.

There is only a full stomach of talking on paper.

After all, there are only so few masters in the palace, and most of them are women.

It's no wonder they can see a doctor for a child.

The two doctors of Prince Yu's Mansion diagnosed Wen Zan's illness in minutes, which was wind-cold complicated by gastroenteritis, and prescribed the right medicine. This imperial doctor is good, he dawdled for a long time, and he wanted to prescribe a prescription before he even figured out the child's condition.

Not to mention that the queen was angry, Jiang Ning wanted to kick him out.

After being scolded by the queen, the imperial physician took the pulse for a long time with trepidation, spoke on the phone, and then went to prescribe the prescription.

After the prescription was finished, the queen asked people to boil the medicine.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Ning said, "Fang Zi, give me a look."

She stayed here for a long time, just waiting for this moment.

The queen glanced at her and said nothing.

After Jiang Ning looked at the prescription, he frowned and said, "This prescription is not good."

The imperial physician secretly pursed his lips, wondering what a woman knows like you.

But he dared not express it.

Jiang Ning glanced at him: "Although I don't know medical skills, I have seen the prescriptions prescribed by the doctors in my mansion, and they are at least two hundred and fifty times better than yours."

Imperial Physician: "..."

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand: "Xiaoman."

Xiaoman immediately took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, flattened it, and handed it to her.

Jiang Ning glanced at it, and handed it to the imperial physician: "Why don't you take a look at this prescription, my lord."