Shen Zhen, on the other hand, was not used to facing someone with such a weird wiring. She blinked her eyes and turned to look at Bai Meiyue, as if silently asking if they really heard what she thought that they had heard and when Bai Meiyue nodded, Shen Zhen’s expression turned dark.
She glared at Xiao Chenye and reprimanded him, "And what kind of nonsense are you spouting? Do you think that giving birth is as simple as choosing clothes? If you don’t like one shop, you can just lift your leg and move to another shop? Does she even know how difficult the process of giving birth is? What if she has a difficult labour? Do you expect me to carry that heavy medical equipment to your door and help that woman give birth to a child? Is she my ancestor!?"
Shen Zhen was simply far too frustrated by the arrogance of that woman. Who did she think she was? And what if she had a hard time giving birth? If they didn’t do the C-section surgery right away, then the child could even die due to the lack of oxygen.
She said to the man, "Go and bring her to the clinic. If not, don’t blame me if something happens to that child. Tell that eldest lady of yours to think about the child, even if she couldn’t think of anyone else." Shen Zhen really couldn’t stand women like Fu Wan; they knew that the child in their bellies was dependent on them, but they would still make a fuss at the crucial juncture. Many of the women would use the children as a life totem and either use them to make their men marry them or transfer shares or properties. Though Fu Wan was not doing anything like that, Shen Zhen knew that this was a sort of power play. That woman wanted to use the child and make her go to the mansion where she was staying.
"Doctor Shen—"
"I am not going to follow you!" Shen Zhen snapped. Her voice turned harsh. "This is not the time to throw a tantrum or make a fuss if that eldest lady of yours is not willing to care for her child; why should I care for him? I am telling you, babies are much more vulnerable to the doomsday virus, and they need to stay in the incubator before slowly being subjected to the doomsday virus in the air; this way, they would be able to build an immunity against the virus. Do you still think that your eldest lady should give birth in the open? If you want the baby to turn into an infant zombie, then you can go ahead and try it!"
"Why else do you think we have so many pregnant women with us? That’s because no one wants their child to become an infant zombie. If that’s what you want, then I have nothing against it, but don’t badger me to save the child if he gets infected."
Bai Meiyue also hummed along and stated, "She is right. The doomsday virus is not harmful to us, but the babies are not as strong. What’s more, your eldest lady is a commoner; her immunity and abilities are weak. Even if your young master is a powerful ability user, your eldest lady’s genes will still drag down the baby. It will be better if you listen to Doctor Shen and bring the baby back. At least tell your eldest lady to understand her own abilities before making demands that she, herself, cannot fulfil."
When Xiao Chenye heard that there was a chance that the baby might turn into a zombie, he was startled. He immediately turned around on his feet and ran back to the mansion. Behind him, Old Master Bai also followed. He was muttering about being tormented in his old age and how he would straighten his eldest grandson up when that brat turned up, but he still followed Xiao Chenye.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Bai Meiyue asked. She had learnt more medical skills and was now quite confident in her own acupuncture skills and in making pills.
I followed him, master, and heard him talk about robotic nanites; it seems like Yu Miaomiao is planning something big!
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