The courtyard fell silent for a long while. The midwife's mouth gaped open, but she didn't dare to question why a chef who had just cooked for the king of the Roth Empire would put magic potion in the chicken soup. That wasn't something delicious, and the mistress couldn't even stomach plain porridge.
Meanwhile, everyone else's eyes lit up.
"I heard that even the head chef of Ducas Restaurant wasn't invited to the Roth Empire's royal banquet; could it be that this Mr. Mak is even better than Head Chef Beate?"
"I've heard of Mamy's as well. It seems to be a very popular restaurant recently, and there's always a long line in front of the restaurant."
"That restaurant owner's chicken soup is so amazing; wouldn't it be safer for all pregnant women to drink a portion before giving birth?"
Everyone began to discuss spiritedly among themselves. Most of them were curious about this Mr. Mak that Harrison was referring to. Regardless of whether it was his chicken soup that had brought Miranda back to life, or his cooking for the king of Roth, all of them were astonishing feats.
"Even after drinking the chicken soup and eating the fried rice, Mistress' condition is still not looking good. She could go into labor at any moment." The other midwife still wore a grave expression as she turned to the female servants beside her, and said, "Don't just stand here and watch; go and boil some water!"
The courtyard gradually fell silent. Everyone's expressions had eased a little, but they were still rather nervous.
Even though Miranda's condition was a lot better now, giving birth was still a very close call.
"She should be fine, right?" Harrison was also beginning to feel a little uneasy. Even though he had faith in Mag's cooking skills, he had heard from Gjerj about Miranda's physical condition. Back when she was giving birth to Angus, she had almost perished.
In the room.
Miranda had finished an entire bowl of fried rice, and put down the lunchbox that she'd licked clean, but she still hadn't had enough. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were glowing with vigor. She appeared to be in a much better condition than the average pregnant woman.
Gjerj accepted the empty lunchbox before carefully handing over the bowl of chicken soup as he said, "Have some more chicken soup."
"Sure, I want to have two more bowls after this. I've been vomiting for the past few days, and I don't have anything left in my stomach." Miranda nodded with an aggrieved expression as she accepted the bowl of chicken soup with both hands. She then placed her mouth on the edge of the bowl and began to gulp down the entire bowl of chicken soup. She then handed the bowl over to Gjerj.
"Alright, I'll get you another bowl." Gjerj nodded with a smile before pouring another bowl of chicken soup for himself.
The pot of chicken soup that Boss Mag gave him was very big. After pouring out the bowls one after another, the pot was only half full. They would definitely be able to have another meal tonight.
After drinking two more bowls of chicken soup, Miranda rubbed her stomach in satisfaction. She hadn't tasted the delicious taste of food for many days. Now, her whole body was warm and full of energy. It was so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.
Gjerj put down the bowl and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Miranda with a gentle gaze.
"Thank you, Gjerj." Tears welled up in Miranda's eyes as she looked at Gjerj.
"Silly girl, I should be the one thanking you," Gjerj whispered into Miranda's ear as he gently hugged her.
A blissful smile appeared on Miranda's face. However, her expression suddenly changed as she placed a hand on her stomach, and yelled in pain, "Ah … The baby … The baby is coming …"
"Quick! Get the midwives in here! " Gjerj was also quite panicked as he hurriedly grabbed onto Miranda's hand, and said, "I'm here, Miranda. Don't worry …"
"You two go out first; the baby is going to be born soon! Get them to bring hot water here! Hurry!!! "
The two midwives who were already waiting outside rushed in before helping Miranda lie down again. They then pushed Gjerj and Parmer toward the door in a slightly rough manner.
"Ah! I... I can do it... "Miranda forced her eyes open as she looked at Gjerj, who was unable to move, and spoke in a determined voice.
Gjerj picked up Parmer before turning to the midwives with a resolute expression, and said, "No matter what happens, I'll protect Mistress! I have to protect her! "
"Alright, you two go out now!" The midwives nodded before pushing Gjerj out of the door.
Miranda turned to the midwives with a pained expression, and said in a soft voice, "Granny … If I have to choose, I have to choose the baby …"
"Don't say anything, Mistress. The baby is coming out soon; get ready to push! Where's the water? Get them to bring the water here! … "
Miranda's screams and the encouraging voice of the midwives rang out from within the room. The female servants hurried in and out of the room with basins of water, and the entire courtyard was completely silent. Everyone was looking toward the room with tense expressions, awaiting the outcome.
Miranda's screams were quite unsettling to hear. It was difficult to imagine what kind of pain a gentle woman like her had to endure to scream like that.
Gjerj clenched his fists tightly, and a few veins had popped up on his forehead as his breathing accelerated.
Parmer's hands were clasped together, and his eyes were tightly shut as he murmured something to himself, as if he were praying.
All of the servants looked down with saddened expressions. They couldn't bear to hear that she was going through such pain, and that she might not even be able to survive.
Miranda's screams had been going on for a long while, and right at this moment, her screams came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone in the courtyard turned toward the room in unison, and all of them were stunned to see what was going on.
"Wah!"
A crisp cry suddenly rang out, and a female servant rushed out of the room with elation on her face as she yelled, "It's born! It's born! It's a boy! Both mother and son are safe! "
"That's great!"
A burst of cheers immediately rang out in the courtyard, and smiles appeared on everyone's faces.
An elated look also appeared on Gjerj's face, and he felt as if all of the energy had been sucked out of his body, and he almost fell over. Thankfully, someone beside him quickly caught him.
"As long as both mother and son are safe, that's all that matters." Harrison also heaved a sigh of relief. He then turned to Gjerj with a peculiar expression, and murmured, "As expected, it's another son …"
"I like sons too!" Gjerj just so happened to overhear Harrison's words, and he turned to glare at him.
Harrison shrugged with a nonchalant expression, and said, "Yeah, I like it too. I have another godson now."
"Wah!"
Gjerj paused for a moment, and was just about to enter the room when the sound of another infant's cries rang out. The loud cries of two infants sounded from within the room.
"Hmm?"
Everyone faltered upon hearing this.
"Mistress gave birth to another one! It's a daughter! Twins! "
Another female servant rushed out with elation on her face.
Gjerj walked into the room, and quickly made his way over to the bedside as soon as he did. He bent down and gently hugged Miranda, and his tears flowed uncontrollably onto her face.
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