After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, Miranda's complexion improved significantly. A smile appeared on her face, which was slightly flushed from the heat, and her eyes, which had been filled with despair, were filled with vigor again.
Miranda could feel a very comfortable warmth in her lower abdomen, and her feeble body had regained some strength. Her entire body had been nourished by the chicken soup, and she was reinvigorated.
Gjerj accepted a bowl of fried rice from one of the maids, and turned to Miranda as he said, "This is your favorite Yangzhou fried rice. Have some fried rice before you drink the chicken soup."
The two maids stood off to the side with expectant looks on their faces. After drinking the extremely delicious chicken soup, Miranda's complexion had clearly improved significantly. If she could eat some more rice, perhaps she really would have the strength to give birth to her child.
The lid of the insulated container was lifted, and the aroma of Yangzhou fried rice wafted out, along with the refreshing aroma of eggs.
Miranda's eyes immediately lit up. This was the familiar aroma that had captivated her, as well as the delicious food that had sustained her for so long.
Her various reactions during the past few days had made her realize one thing; if it weren't for the fact that she had been eating Mr. Mak's Yangzhou fried rice and other delicacies for the past few months, she most likely wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long. It was Mr. Mak's delicacies that had sustained her and her child until now.
"Here." Gjerj scooped a spoonful of fried rice and fed it to Miranda. The golden eggs that were perfectly wrapped around the rice were exuding an alluring aroma, and the rice-grain-sized ingredients complemented each other in vibrant colors.
Miranda suddenly raised a hand and grabbed onto the handle of the spoon in Gjerj's hand. She looked into his eyes, and said, "I'll do it myself."
Gjerj faltered slightly upon seeing this, but he still carefully let go of the spoon.
Miranda slowly brought the spoon to her mouth. The soft fried rice entered her mouth, and it was still the same familiar taste. The egg melted almost immediately in her mouth, and the rice-grain-sized winter bamboo shoots and green beans were crunchy and delicious. The egg-wrapped rice was filled with a sweet flavor, and the soft ham was mixed into the rice, and there seemed to be a hint of shrimp in it as well.
All kinds of flavors were contained in this mouthful. There was probably no food more delicious than this in the world!
Miranda's eyes were closed, and a blissful smile appeared on her face. During her pregnancy, the happiest moment was undoubtedly enjoying Mr. Mak's delicacies, which allowed her to forget all of her discomfort.
After swallowing this mouthful, Miranda felt a warm sensation all over her body. Furthermore, there seemed to be some kind of mysterious energy that was spreading toward her limbs and bones, turning into a power that she could feel. It was constantly filling her body and unblocking her meridians that had become heavy over the past few days.
She couldn't stop eating one spoonful of delicious fried rice after another, and the feeling of being constantly filled with energy made Miranda a little excited. If her physical condition could return to normal, she would have the confidence to give birth to the child again.
She still had three children and a child that was about to be born. How could she bear to leave them just like that?
A smile finally appeared on Gjerj's face as he looked at Miranda, who was eating the fried rice one mouthful after another. He had almost fainted the moment he entered the room, but who would have thought that Miranda would recover so much of her strength after eating the chicken soup and Yangzhou fried rice? Even the doctors couldn't do anything about it.
Mr. Mak, how can I thank you … Gjerj thought to himself as he poured another bowl of chicken soup and looked at Miranda with a gentle expression.
Parmer glanced at the large clay pot on the table, then at the lunch box in Miranda's hands, and a contemplative look appeared on his face.
The female servant who had brought the lunch box into the room earlier wore an elated expression as she quickly strode out of the room.
"How is Miranda doing?" Old Williams strode forward as he leaned against an old tree, and asked the female servant.
Everyone in the courtyard was also looking at her with nervous expressions.
The silence in the room made all of them extremely anxious, and they had no idea what was going on.
Even the two midwives were quite curious. They had never encountered a situation like this before, and under normal circumstances, Miranda should've already fainted from the pain.
The female servant was a little flustered at the sight of so many people staring at her, but she still hurriedly explained, "Mistress drank the chicken soup that Master Gjerj brought back, and she's eating her fried rice right now. She seems to be in much better spirits, and the child in her womb isn't throwing a tantrum either."
"How … How is that possible?"
The midwife had an incredulous look on her face. She had just seen Miranda's condition with her own eyes. She was already barely breathing when she was lying there, let alone sitting up and eating. How could she be alive after drinking two bowls of chicken soup? Could it be that she had drunk some kind of miracle medicine?
"That's great!"
Elation appeared on the faces of Old Williams and everyone else in the courtyard. This was undoubtedly the best news.
However, everyone was also quite curious about what kind of chicken soup Miranda had drunk. How could it have such miraculous effects? Even though the midwives had already determined that Miranda could only choose between herself and the child, she had regained her strength.
"Don't you know who made the chicken soup and fried rice? It would be strange if they didn't have any effect after eating them." Harrison had been resting on the ground for a long while, and there was a hint of pride on his face.
Everyone turned to Harrison. Gjerj was currently in the room with Miranda, and Harrison had just returned with Gjerj, and he was still holding that lunchbox, so he definitely knew what Miranda had drunk.
The midwives who had just urged Old Williams to make a decision were a little embarrassed, and she turned to Harrison with a slightly agitated expression as she asked, "What did you give Mistress? Was it some kind of magic potion? Magic potions can allow Mistress's body to recover for a short period of time, but they will have extremely negative effects on the fetus. In severe cases, the fetus could even become a retard! "
In the midwives' understanding, the only thing that could allow Miranda to recover her strength in such a short period of time was a magic potion concocted by a magic caster.
This type of potion was prohibited for pregnant women, and it would cause irreversible effects on both the pregnant woman and the child in her womb. If Gjerj had given Miranda some kind of magic potion to recover her strength for a short period of time, then the worst-case scenario would be that both of them would die.
Everyone in the courtyard also turned to look at Miranda with concern in their eyes. It was already common knowledge on the Nora Continent that magic potions were harmful to pregnant women.
"How could it be magic potion? We're not idiots! " Harrison immediately sprang up from the ground, and calmed himself down before smiling as he said, "This is the chicken soup and Yangzhou fried rice made by Mr. Mak from Amy's. He just returned from the royal banquet held in Rodu to celebrate the king's birthday; do you think he would put magic potion in the chicken soup?"
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First update!
At the same time, I have a piece of good news for everyone. The comic rights of Daddy's Restaurant have been licensed, and they're the comic company of the Douluo Continent, Feng Xuan Animation. They're most likely going to release a standalone book. Even though it hasn't been confirmed yet, one thing is for sure: you'll be able to see a comic version of Amy in the future!
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