bayedsolid Chapter 298: Investigating the Cause of Madam Hou's Miscarriage
Chapter 298: Investigating the Cause of Madam Hou's Miscarriage
It turned out to be the softly-spoken maid Yi. This little girl gave Jiang Yimo a good first impression.
So, she asked with a smile: "Xiao Qin, what do you put in the sour soup and minced meat soup that you make for Madam Hou?"
Xiao Qin lowered her head and responded softly, "It's just some pickled cabbage, finely chopped lean meat, diced carrots, and beaten eggs. There's nothing special about it."
Jiang Yimo thought to herself that this soup could only help pregnant women increase their appetite and it should not cause Mrs. Hou to have a miscarriage.
There must be some key factor hidden here that can promote blood circulation and dissolve blood stasis in pregnant women.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Yimo continued to ask calmly: "Then, how did you come up with the idea of cooking this sour soup with minced meat to whet Madam's appetite?"
Xiao Qin replied with tears in her eyes: "Back then, when my mother was pregnant with my brother, she had a very severe pregnancy reaction and often vomited."
"Afterwards, my father often cooked this soup for my mother. Since then, my mother's appetite has gradually improved."
"Seeing Madam vomiting in such pain and having eaten almost nothing for nearly a month, I felt so distressed that I dared to try to make this soup for her."
"If this caused Madam to nearly have a miscarriage, I hope Master and Miss Jiang will punish me."
Xiao Qin answered truthfully and did not hide anything.
After hearing what the maid said, Marquis Jingming nodded secretly in his heart, expressing his approval and appreciation.
Jiang Yimo, who had been silent the whole time, unexpectedly spoke up: "Do you have any more of that sour and minced meat soup you made? Give me a bowl."
Xiao Qin was slightly startled when she heard this, but she quickly reacted and nodded and replied, "Yes, Miss Jiang. I made a small pot and put it on the stove in the kitchen to keep it warm. This way, if the Marquis is hungry, she can eat it anytime."
After saying that, Xiao Qin turned and walked towards the kitchen to get the soup.
Soon, she returned to Jiang Yimo with a bowl of steaming sour and minced meat soup and handed the soup to her carefully.
Jiang Yimo took the bowl and without saying a word, she scooped up a spoonful and put it into her mouth, savoring it carefully.
Seeing her satisfied expression, Jingming Hou and Feng Wuhen could not help but be stunned. They looked at each other, with an indescribable funny look on their faces.
They might be secretly muttering in their hearts, Jiang Yimo is really a glutton!
She even wanted to taste the food that others prepared for pregnant women.
In fact, the real reason why Jiang Yimo wanted to taste this bowl of sour soup with minced meat was to check whether there were any ingredients in the soup that pregnant women should avoid.
But she did not state her intention directly. Instead, she savored the flavor of the soup while secretly observing its ingredients.
After a careful examination, she was pleasantly surprised to find that there was indeed nothing wrong with the soup.
Then, Jiang Yimo waved her hand to signal the four maids around the marquis's wife to leave the room.
After they left, Jiang Yimo turned to face Marquis Jingming and Feng Wuhen, and said seriously, "My Lord, Master, based on my inspection just now, I can confirm that there was nothing abnormal with the soup that Madam consumed last night."
At this moment, Jingming Hou and Feng Wuhen had already understood the deep meaning behind Jiang Yimo's insistence on trying that bowl of soup.
"So what exactly is the problem?" At this time, Jingming Hou said with a frown, his eyes fixed on an unknown place, as if he was thinking.
At the same time, Jiang Yimo was also thinking about this problem.
At this moment, a little maid rushed towards them like a gust of wind.
"Master! Miss Jiang! Madam has woken up!" She shouted while running, panting.
Upon hearing this, Marquis Jingming and Jiang Yimo jumped up instantly as if they had been electrocuted and ran towards the marquis's room without hesitation.
Feng Wuhen followed closely behind and stepped into the Marquis's wife's boudoir.
At this moment, the Marquis's wife, who was lying on the sickbed, still looked as pale as paper, and her breathing was so weak that it seemed like she would disappear at any time.
As soon as she saw Jiang Yimo walk into the room, she couldn't wait to ask anxiously, "Miss Jiang, is the baby in my belly still there?"
Jiang Yimo quickly came to the bed and nodded in response, "Yes, yes, the baby is well in your belly."
There was a hint of relief in her voice, but her eyes still revealed worry about the Marquis's health.
When Madam Hou heard Jiang Yimo say this, the huge rock in her heart finally fell to the ground. She gently stretched out her hand, gently stroked her abdomen, and carefully felt the fetus in her belly.
But she was a little disappointed because the fetus in her belly was too small and she couldn't feel its heartbeat yet. However, her heart, which had been tense, was released and comforted in an instant.
At this time, the wife of the Marquis turned her head with tears in her eyes and looked at the Marquis of Jingming. She said with a choked voice: "Master, I am really useless! I almost couldn't even save our child..."
Her words were filled with deep self-blame and regret.
Seeing his wife in such a state, Marquis Jingming felt distressed, but he still suppressed his inner grief and comforted her softly, "Madam, please stop blaming yourself. Nothing in this world is as precious as you! I can have another child if I lose you, but if I lose you, how can I live alone in this world?"
The affectionate words of Marquis Jingming not only moved the marquis' wife to tears, but also moved Jiang Yimo who was standing beside her.
She thought to herself, "This Marquis Jingming is really as loyal and righteous as the rumors say. He is deeply in love with his wife and takes good care of her. Such a sincere and deep relationship is really enviable!"
"Madam, now that you are awake, I would like to ask you a few questions."
"Have you come into contact with any medicine that has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis recently? For example, do you wear a scented bag? Or do you prefer to burn incense or fumigate your clothes with scented clothes?"
Hearing this, Madam Hou frowned slightly, fell into deep thought for a moment, then slowly shook her head and said, "No, since I knew I was pregnant, I have been extra cautious about my diet and daily necessities. Even if I feel a little uncomfortable, I dare not easily ask other doctors to prescribe medicine. The only person I trust is you, Miss Jiang."
"This is strange! There's nothing unusual with your diet, and you're so careful with the things you use every day. And you're in good health. How could you show signs of miscarriage for no reason?" Jiang Yimo murmured softly.
As she spoke, she carefully observed the Marquis's bed, bedding, and surrounding environment.