Queen Mother is a Scientist

Fu Tingye feels that the man's big husband is a very important face. If he lowers his head this time, he will become married later, and the strong wind will be hard to shake!

But it has been so stalemate, is it interesting?

The guards in the other courtyard are all his people. He knows what Hua Qingxue does every day.

After learning that Hua Qingxue was going to Lu's house, Fu Tingye couldn't sit still.

Although Lu Zhengqing had already got married, his delicate relationship with Hua Qingxue gave General Fu Da a sense of crisis.

At this juncture, what did she go to Lu's house?

Fu Tingye was sitting in the study room, and the text in his hand couldn't read a word. His mind was full of scenes where Hua Qingxue and Lu Zhengqing had a great conversation!

Would you like to visit the Lu family?

He was full of tangle.

At this time, the outside guard came to report that Miss Watch was here.

Fu Tingye frowned, feeling unhappy that Cheng Wanmiao had come to the study from time to time.

The bodyguard reported: "Miss Watch said the old lady is unwell, please pass the army."

In recent days, Mrs. Fu's health has not been good. The doctor asked for it every day, and the soup was taken every day. He especially likes to pull Fu Tingye to remember the past, making Fu Tingye very annoying.

He is a medium-sized man. He knows that Mrs. Fu has no feelings for him, but he doesn’t understand why he should be bothered to play the role of filial piety with his mother?

Is it really the twilight year, want to do something to save?

Fu Tingye went out and saw Cheng Wanmiao standing in front of the outer courtyard of the study. She was dressed in apricot yellow, and she was beautiful, but she had tears on her eyes. It seemed that she had been crying for a long time.

"Cousin, please go and see your aunt..." Cheng Wanmiao's voice was soft and choked up. "Aunt has a chest tightness and headache. I didn't sleep well last night. I refused to take medicine today. What should I do if I go on like this?" it is good……"

It stands to reason that Cheng Wanmiao should serve him for his mother, he should be grateful, but Fu Tingye really does not like women who cry and cry.

He glanced at Cheng Wanmiao anxiously, frowning and striding forward.

Cheng Wanmiao didn't wait for a word of consolation and became more aggrieved, biting her lips and trotting to keep up with Fu Tingye's pace.

——Lady Fu's house exudes a strong fragrance of medicine.

I don't know if I was pretending to be sick for a long time, or I was really ill, or I was anxious for the empty knight, and Mrs. Fu had signs of decay on her face.

The soup on the table was obviously cold, without any trace of heat.

Fu Tingye glanced at the medicine he hadn't touched and sighed, "Why is it so hard, mother?"

"It doesn't make any difference whether you drink it or not, so why should you let yourself taste the bitterness..." Mrs. Fu sighed and looked up at Fu Tingye, "You must come and see my old bone even if you are tired."

Cheng Wanmiao followed and Fu Tingye said to her, "Take the medicine and heat it."

Mrs. Fu stopped them with a voice, "Bring it, it's more bitter when it's hot."

Cheng Wanmiao took the medicine and fed it with a spoon. Mrs. Fu slowly waved her hand and stopped drinking.

Fu Tingye said: "Mother should take care of her body."

"Well, I know you are filial, so don't worry about me." Mrs. Fu asked him, "Wonderful things, can there be progress?"

Fu Tingye replied: "Mother is not in a hurry, I have told the matter to continue, there should be news in the next few days."

Cheng Wanmiao was a little uncomfortable. "My cousin is busy. Why should my aunt trouble this cousin... I, I don’t want to marry someone..."

The old lady shook her head and spoke slowly. "Auntie can't bear you, but there is no reason why a woman doesn't marry... Auntie's only wish now is to pick a good Langjun for you and trust him to take good care of you. under……"

After talking for a while, the old lady was a little tired and waved her hand: "Ting Ye, take your cousin back to rest. She has been waiting with me for a few days, and she hardly sleeps at night. Don't be tired and sick."

The mother's request was not easy to refuse.

"Mother has a good rest." Fu Tingye led Cheng Wanmiao to leave.

Mrs. Fu watched the two go out and recruited a maid with a blank expression, throwing away the remaining bowl of medicine.

These days, she is taking some medicine for calming sleep, but it is a three-point poison. No one wants to take medicine every day.

...

On the way, Fu Tingye asked Cheng Wanmiao: "Why did my mother get sick like this? Don't shy away from doctors. If you don't see improvement anymore, I'll go to the doctor."

Cheng Wanmiao lowered her head and replied: "I have changed several doctors, and I said that my aunt is suffering from heart disease and suffering from illness... I want to come because of my business. I asked my aunt to worry."

Fu Tingye nodded and said indifferently: "You have been raised in Houfu since childhood, and you have a deep affection for your mother. It is also human nature for your mother to think more about you."

"My aunt is also very worried about her cousin." Cheng Wanmiao stopped and looked at Fu Tingye. "If your cousin has free time on weekdays, please visit my aunt more. Aunt, she... actually cares about you. Will talk to you about me."

Fu Tingye was silent for a while, did not answer directly, and only said: "I know."

...

Hua Qingxue took the carriage to the Lu's house.

Lu Zhengqing and the Luo Muyu couple personally came out to meet each other, and Hua Qingxue left the bodyguard outside the door, carrying the gift box alone and followed them in.

This time there was no big deal to prepare hot pot. It was a table renovated by the newly invited chef at home. Not only that, but Hua Qingxue also found that there were two servants beside Luo Muyu.

Compared with the last visit, this time the Lu family had more servants.

Lu Zhengqing said that there was something to show Hua Qingxue and went to the back room. Only Hua Qingxue and Luo Muyu were left in the hall of the receptionist.

Luo Muyu put a hand on his lower abdomen and said a little embarrassedly: "The husband did not allow me to cook for a few days. I was afraid that I would be tired.

Hua Qingxue's eyes fell on Luo Mu's abdomen, and he murmured unbelievably: "So soon..."

It seems that the last time I said I was getting pregnant...

Luo Muyu blushed and murmured: "Actually, since last month..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he was talking about such a private matter, and Luo Muyu shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Hua Qingxue kindly smiled, "It's normal, both of you are very healthy, and Dr. Lu is a doctor. He must be very clear about your monthly ovulation period. Of course, the chance of conception is great."

But it's really enviable...

Hua Qingxue looked at Luo Muyu's sweet face and felt so good that she was able to get the favor of a man from her teenage years. Her husband and wife followed her for so many years without worry.

In an era when women's status was low and low, it was really lucky that Luo Mu could meet Lu Zhengqing.

Hua Qingxue thought about it, and felt narrow again.

Fortunately for Luo Muyu, he met Lu Zhengqing, but he had little relationship with the times. Even in modern times, there are quite a few scumbags...

She thought so in her heart, and unconsciously thought of Fu Tingye.

In fact... Fu Tingye is quite good, although some masculinity, overbearing, unreasonable, arbitrarily interfere in her life, overly conservative about women's reputation, always showing disdain for her and Li Jingnan's feelings... …

Hua Qingxue was a little bit distraught. Sure enough, after the couples quarreled, they remembered each other again, it was all bad.

The two chatted for a while on the topic of the child.

When asked if the other party's parents knew, Luo Muyu said: "Now I just got pregnant, he wouldn't let me tell the family."

"It should be so." Hua Qingxue nodded, "If your parents knew, they would definitely be relieved to come and take care of you. This day is far south, north, the road is far away, and it is about to enter the winter. The road is not easy to walk. It is better to talk after the spring."

Luo Muyu's expression twisted, "He said he would tell his father and mother when he was born."

"Ah? Was it too late?" Hua Qingxue thought Lu Zhengqing was too cautious.

"Fujun said that many customs in confinement are wrong, he... he said that he would personally serve me confinement, if the father and mother arrived early, disputes will inevitably occur." Luo Mu bit his lip, both happy and worried. The only person who can talk is Hua Qingxue.

To do something else, Romulus chose to trust her husband if he didn't want to think about it, but this confinement was a woman's business after all, and traditional thoughts were deeply ingrained, and Romu was inevitable.

Hua Qingxue suddenly realized, and then chuckled and laughed.

Are doctors so attentive? The child was just pregnant, and Lu Zhengqing had already thought about confinement!

"This is the case." Hua Qingxue nodded with a smile. "You are pregnant now, and until production should be in July or August next year, according to your custom here, even if it is hot, you can't bathe and wash your hair even in confinement, in fact It’s not right, we should insist on cleaning every day on the premise of not getting cold, to prevent the growth of bacteria."

Luo Muyu saw that Hua Qingxue also said something similar to that of her husband, letting go of her heart and lamenting, "Hua Maiden, are you guys all confined to this confinement? Can you bathe every day? You don’t have to lie down all the time. on the bed?"

"Yeah, we have a special confinement center there, which is a place dedicated to taking care of confinement women." Hua Qingxue thought about it, and then said, "However, some remote places still follow the old traditions, there are maternity In the summer months, my mother-in-law would not allow the windows to open, nor the air-conditioner, and finally heat stroke to death..."

Luo Muyu was taken aback, "...will it be hot...to death?"

Hua Qingxue smiled bitterly, "Mr. Lu is a doctor. He should have seen more than me. In fact, every winter, there will be many newborn babies who are taken to hospital for heat stroke."

"Winter heatstroke? How is it possible?" Luo Mu said in surprise.

It was at this time that Lu Zhengqing came in from the outside and said: "It is not surprising that the newborn baby's nervous system is imperfectly developed, the surface sweat gland function is immature, and the cold hands and feet are normal. Quite, too thick a package will not only affect the movement of the limbs, but also cause high fever and hypoxia, heat stroke is sooner or later."

Luo Muyu's face was pale, one hand was covering his abdomen, his expression was tense.

Lu Zhengqing sighed softly, walked over to hold her hand, and whispered, "I'm not trying to scare you. When I was in an internship in a hospital, there were so many tragedies, so I wanted to take care of myself You, take care of our children, will you? When the father and mother come, I will explain to them personally."

Luo Muyu looked at him obsessively and nodded.