OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Chapter 1286: Neither Pregnant nor Miscarried

Upon hearing it was to Wanzong Marquis Mansion to treat the girl Marquis had taken interest in, they immediately felt it was no different from being summoned by King Yan.Marquis Wan, who doesn’t know or fear him?

Feng Fuce specifically instructed not to reveal the Princess’s identity.

Therefore, the housekeeper told the midwife and the doctor it was for an important girl.

Feng Fuce sat by the table, his fair face cold and detached.

"She suddenly started bleeding profusely. Doctor, please check her pulse first to see what’s wrong."

The doctor hurried over.

Zhi’er’s hand extended out for the pulse.

The doctor immediately reached to check her pulse, the room was extraordinarily quiet.

Feng Fuce’s thin eyes tightly focused in Zhi’er’s direction.

The doctor looked serious at first, then puzzled, and finally greatly perplexed.

He checked her pulse repeatedly, prompting Feng Fuce to question skeptically: "If your medical skills aren’t proficient, move aside quickly."

Stop standing there, feeling Zhi’er’s wrist.

The poor doctor, nearing seventy, hurriedly explained to Feng Fuce:

"Marquis, I’ve been practicing medicine for fifty years and can guarantee on my life that this young lady has neither pregnancy pulse nor signs of miscarriage."

"Rather, her pulse is smooth but hints at sluggishness, as if she’s caught a cold."

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows.

From within the bed curtains, Zhi’er asked first, "Then why am I continuously bleeding?"

The doctor and midwife exchanged a glance, Feng Fuce nodded: "Let the midwife take a look."

The midwife stepped forward: "Miss, pardon my intrusion, I will lift the curtain and enter."

Zhi’er did not oppose: "Alright."

The doctor quickly turned his back.

Inside, the midwife dared not look around, following Zhi’er’s whispered directions, she handed Zhi’er a clean white cloth to wipe herself.

Afterward, the midwife glanced at the blood on the cloth.

She then quietly asked a few questions, such as age, which Zhi’er answered.

Half a stick of incense later.

The midwife emerged from behind the bed curtains.

She smiled and explained to Feng Fuce: "Marquis, it’s all a misunderstanding, this young lady is not having a miscarriage, but has just gotten her menstrual period!"

"Her age is just right for it."

Zhi’er knew about menstruation, but she had never heard it could hurt this much!

She quickly said: "But I am in great pain and felt cold earlier, even shivering a bit!"

The midwife explained: "Miss, you mentioned earlier that you felt the earth dragon was too hot last night and drank two cups of cold tea, which is exactly why you caught a cold."

"However, it’s nothing serious; the doctor can prescribe medicine for you. In the future months, it won’t hurt anymore!"

After all this commotion, it turned out to be a false alarm!

Feng Fuce had a deep look, and Zhi’er inside the bed curtains felt like she had made a joke out of herself!

Embarrassed, she buried her entire self under the covers.

It was her menstrual period, and she thought it was a miscarriage!

Earlier, she confidently told Feng Fuce that it was his child!

Oh heavens, Zhi’er wished she could immediately leave this place and hide somewhere in the Heavenly Palace.

Outside, Feng Fuce regained composure, smoothly began arranging.

"Doctor, prescribe some medicine to take care of her properly."

"Also, I hope you won’t tell anyone about this matter."

"If I hear even a whisper, neither you nor your families will escape."

The midwife and doctor immediately bowed, stating: "We shall remember, and won’t spread the word!"

Thus, Feng Fuce instructed the housekeeper to take them to get the medicine prescribed.