Ethan Mu entered the inner room and saw an imperial physician taking his pulse. Marquis Beiwei was sitting on a stool at the head of the bed, and Ge Ruoyi was standing beside the bed to serve him.
"The fetus is a little unstable, but fortunately there are no signs of miscarriage yet." After checking the pulse, the imperial doctor pondered for a moment and then prescribed a prescription to stabilize the fetus.
Ethan Mu walked closer and saw Mrs. Qiu lying on the bed, her face a little pale, and a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
"Mom, are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Ethan Mu sat down by the bed, took the handkerchief Ge Ruoyi handed her, and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.
"Better." Qiu's voice was a little weak, but his words were clear and his palms were warm, so it should be fine for the time being.
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